My House Or Yours?. Lass Small

      Table of Contents

       Cover Page

       Excerpt

       Dear Reader

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Copyright

      There, In The Doorway, Stood Chad.

      He smiled across the room at his stunned ex-wife and said, “May I come inside out of the rain?” How like him to intrude back into her life this way! Jo couldn’t form a single word; she was in shock.

      

      He smiled as a man does whose life is beyond his control. “I’ve taken a leave of absence and moved up here.”

      

      In stark horror, Jo uttered a guttural, “No!”

      

      “If it’s okay with you, I’ll leave these wet things down here tonight. Are we roomies?”

      

      “No!” she gasped. But Chad clearly had other ideas…

      Dear Reader,

      

      Go no further! I want you to read all about what’s in store for you this month at Silhouette Desire. First, there’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for, the triumphant return of Joan Hohl’s BIG BAD WOLFE series! MAN OF THE MONTH Cameron Wolfe “stars” in the absolutely wonderful Wolfe Wedding. This book, Joan’s twenty-fifth Silhouette title, is a keeper. So if you plan on giving it to someone to read I suggest you get one for yourself and one for a friend-it’s that good!

      In addition, it’s always exciting for me to present a unique new miniseries, and SONS AND LOVERS is just such a series. Lucas, Ridge and Reese are all brothers with a secret past. and a romantic future. The series begins with Lucas: The Loner by Cindy Gerard, and continues in February with Reese: The Untamed by Susan Connell and in March with Ridge: The Avenger by Leanne Banks. Don’t miss them!

      If you like humor, don’t miss Peachy’s Proposal, the next book in Carole Buck’s charming, fun-filled WEDDING BELLES series, or My House or Yours? the latest from Lass Small.

      If ranches are a place you’d like to visit, you must check out Barbara McMahon’s Cowboy’s Bride. And this month is completed with a dramatic, sensuous love story from Metsy Hingle. The story is called Surrender, and I think you’ll surrender to the talents of this wonderful new writer.

      Sincerely,

      

      Lucia Macro

      Senior Editor

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      My House Or Yours?

      Lass Small

      

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       LASS SMALL

      finds living on this planet at this time a fascinating experience. People are amazing. She thinks that to be a teller of tales of people, places and things is absolutely marvelous. This is Lass’s 40th book for Silhouette!

      To my new editor, Marcia Book Adirim, a.k.a. “Mab.”

       One

      That late-January day, the Dallas-Fort Worth airport was jammed. The weather there was TEXAS weather and marvelous, as usual. But north of TEXAS just about all the airports clear across most of the United States were closed because of The Storm.

      In the complex, where one pack of delayed passengers stood, there was the under-sound of people moving and talking and complaining. It was like a muted roar. Here and there a single voice surfaced and like a fish leaping from turbulent waters can be seen, the sound of restless people could be heard.

      The question was asked by one of the ski people, “Did you hear anything about Colorado?”

      Across heads, the replying voice was sour with the reply. “Snowed under.”

      Another voice then inquired, “Well, what do you expect this time of year?”

      There’s always someone logical who is exceptionally distasteful to be around at a time like that.

      From a relentless optimist, there was the comment, “When you get to the slopes, there’ll be just that much more snow!”

      A good attitude.

      Then a male voice called over the packed heads, “How’s Chicago? I can’t see the board from here.”

      A female who was closer to the board complained crossly, “Socked in.”

      Some clown commented in surprise, “They ski in Chicago?”

      And from farther back in the crowd, a voice said crossly, “I didn’t take time off work in order to sleep on a chair or on the floor in an airport.”

      Since Jo Morris was a seasoned air traveler, she was not perturbed. With her brown eyes, she was a cool, collected, twenty-eight-year-old. She was a flexible woman who could handle any unexpected situation. Well, most.

      She