A Bride For The Mountain Man. Tracy Madison

      

      She was “just right”

      The last thing Liam Daly expected was finding a real-life Goldilocks in the Colorado mountains. But after a blizzard leaves Meredith Jensen stranded, Liam’s solitude is shattered by the electrifying golden-haired beauty.

      Sheltered Meredith is determined to build a new life for herself. But she’s compelled by Liam’s warm soul, still recovering from a love he tragically lost decades earlier. It’s just a matter of time before they give in to the spark between them...a spark that unexpectedly makes them parents-to-be.

      Even though stand-up Liam wants to do the right thing, Meredith won’t settle for a duty-bound man. How can she convince Liam that his real-life Goldilocks is just right...forever?

      “We can nix the snowman in lieu of another prize.”

      “Giving up that easily?”

      “There is something else, something...better, that I’d like for my prize.” It was one thing to decide the asking made sense; it was another to actually verbalize the question. “I’m pretty sure it will make me far happier than the snowman would’ve. No. Not pretty sure. Absolutely sure.”

      She could still back out if she lost her courage. She hadn’t given anything away yet.

      He stared down at her again, and those green and amber eyes of his darkened to a burnished moss. The change wasn’t fueled by anger or frustration or even confusion, because she saw desire looming in the depths of his gaze. As if he already knew what she was about to ask. As if he’d considered the very same thing.

      Maybe he did know. Maybe he had.

      “You’re trouble,” he said. “I knew it the second I saw you.”

      “Yeah? Well, you’re trouble, too. But...I like it.” Oh! Where had that come from? She blinked another half-dozen times, breathed again. “I might like it.”

      “Tell me, Goldi,” he said. “If I have to guess, I might guess wrong.”

      It was now or never. So, now please.

      “A kiss. I want you to kiss me.”

      * * *

      The Colorado Fosters: They’d do anything for each other... and for love!

      A Bride for the Mountain Man

      Tracy Madison

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      TRACY MADISON is an award-winning author who makes her home in northwestern Ohio. As a wife and a mother, her days are filled with love, laughter and many cups of coffee. She often spends her nights awake and at the keyboard, bringing her characters to life and leading them toward their well-deserved happily-ever-afters one word at a time. Tracy loves to hear from readers. You can reach her at [email protected].

      To the canine loves of my life:

      Roxie, Max and Maggie, Sadie and Holly.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

       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

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter One

      There were many ways a person could die. Before this moment, Meredith Jensen had never given much thought to how her life might come to an end.

      Why would she? She had youth, good health and a rather safe existence on her side.

      Other than her penchant for over-easy eggs paired with buttered toast every Sunday morning, she didn’t participate in dangerous activities. Her weekends weren’t spent skydiving or bungee jumping, she drove a Volvo S60 and not a sports car and most nights, she was tucked securely into bed with a book no later than ten. As far as her career went, until two weeks ago, she’d worked as a stager for a high-end, prestigious construction and realty company in the San Francisco Bay area. Dressing up the interiors of spectacular houses, apartments and condos to make them more desirable for prospective buyers held very little risk.

      And oh, how she’d loved her job.

      The creativity involved, the process of designing each room around the architecture and the lighting and the scavenger hunt in locating the perfect accompaniments to bring her vision to reality. She supposed something unfortunate could have occurred if she’d been on a jobsite at the wrong moment, but truly, the vast majority of her time was either spent in her office or canvassing the city in search of the right furniture, artwork, rugs and anything else she had deemed necessary.

      If Meredith had spent any amount of time considering her demise, a whopper of an earthquake would’ve topped the list, due to where she lived. Everyday tragedies, such as car accidents, house fires and random acts of violence would have been noted, as well. To be complete, she would’ve included illness as an additional possibility.

      But