Dreaming of a Cowboy Christmas by Ann Einerson

A grumpy cowboy with a permanent scowl isn't quite what I had on my holiday wishlist this year.

Except we don't always get what we wish for, which I quickly learn when I find out the Christmas vacation home I booked is a scam. Which means I need to get off the surly silver fox’s property ASAP.

But even a grumpy cowboy has manners, and he isn’t about to send this city girl away with a snowstorm blowing through town–even if it would make his life less complicated.

Another not-so-small problem? There's only one bed in his cabin.

I might be used to bright city lights, but country evenings turn into the perfect holiday nights when I find myself wrapped up in his arms. It seems the crackling fire isn't the only thing heating up, and I can’t help but wonder if fate led me here after all.