Elizabeth McMurphy is an up and coming high powered attorney and is after vengeance, involving one of the richest and most powerful families in
Steve York is an obnoxious reporter that thinks the ice queen has gone too far
and does all he can to get under her skin.
When one of the worst blizzards in history hits
during the Christmas holiday and leaves a hurt Steve York, stranded with Elizabeth
in a mountain cabin, her hatred for him starts to thaw. But this attorney has a
secret that she will guard, even at the risk of losing her only chance at love.
“What’s going on here? Where the hell are my pants?”
“I found you after your car went nose to nose with a tree.” She crossed her arms. “The question is, what were you doing up here in a snowstorm? Were you coming up here to spy on me?”
“Jesus, my head hurts.” Steve groaned and sat at the kitchen table. “And don’t flatter yourself.” He brought up his hands to rub his eyes and push on his temples. He started to say something when a giggle and a round of undistinguishable sounds caught his attention. Steve stared at the little girl, a whisper of a smile on his pale face. “You have a daughter?”
She chose to ignore the question. “Again, Mr. York, you were headed…where?”
“I was going to see some friends in
, then on to
Steamboat to spend the holidays with my family.” Granby
“You figured on taking a short cut on
Badger Springs Road?”
“Basically,” he muttered. “I had a phone in my pants pocket…” Steve looked down at the pink sweats. “Yours, I presume?” At her nod, he asked with a smirk, “And you’re the one that took my clothes off?”
“Junior, my neighbor.”
“If you’ll allow me to use your phone, I’ll call Triple A and get myself and my car out of your life.” He reached over to Katy and she latched onto his finger, the brightest smile ever illuminating her sweet face.
“How the hell do you live here?” he asked irritably.
Hi everybody! My name is Penny Estelle. I was a school secretary for 21 years and retired in 2009. We moved to our retirement home in
and we live on 54 acres in a very rural
area. Actually we live “off the
grid”. We live on solar and wind. A real adjustment for a city girl. I must say – I love it. Nothing like walking out your front door and
hear coyotes howling in the distance and seeing a sky bursting with stars. It is breathtaking! Kingman,
My writing career started with stories for the tween kiddos. I have advanced to a few romances, family drama, historical western, and even a non-fiction shorty about my life living off the grid!
For more information about my books or myself stop by Penny’s Tales @ www.pennystales.com I love visitors!