Christmas on 4th Street. Susan Mallery

      

      There’s nowhere better to spend the holidays than with New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery in the town of Fool’s Gold, where love is always waiting to be unwrapped…

      Noelle Perkins just got a second chance at life, and she intends to make the most of every minute. That’s why she ditched a frustrating legal career to open her own store in Fool’s Gold, California. The Christmas Attic celebrates everything that’s magical about her favorite season. Business is booming, and as a bonus, gorgeous army doctor Gabriel Boylan has offered to help out during the holiday rush.

      Gabriel’s memories of Christmas past contain more sour grapes than sugar plums, thanks to a drill sergeant father who ran his home like a boot camp. Spending the holidays with his family while he recuperates from injury sounds as appetizing as last year’s eggnog. Still, there are some enjoyable distractions in town, including sunny, sexy Noelle…and the red-hot mistletoe kisses they can’t stop sharing.

      Gabriel didn’t think he was made for happily-ever-afters. But when fate hands you a love as sweet and surprising as this, only a fool could refuse.…

      Christmas on 4th Street

      Yours for Christmas

      A Fool’s Gold Romance

      Susan Mallery

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      To those who serve our country. Soldiers, support staff, healers and those who sometimes have the most difficult job of all…waiting at home. May your holidays be a time of love and happiness.

      To my cheerleaders—I adore each of you. Thank you for all you do.

      Finally—to my readers. You inspire me every day. In return, I try to make your Fool’s Gold dreams come true. As promised, in this book is a scavenger hunt. Sixteen objects, suggested by readers on Facebook. To get the list, visit the For Fun page at SusanMallery.com and click on Freebies.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Title Page

       Dedication

Christmas on 4th Street

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Yours for Christmas

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       Extract

       Copyright

Christmas on 4th Street

      Susan Mallery

Chapter 1

      In real life, snow was not nearly as delightful as it appeared in movies and on TV, Noelle Perkins thought as her spinning car finally came to a stop in a snowbank. She’d been driving up the side of the mountain, not making any sudden moves, when it happened. Although she wasn’t exactly sure what the it was. There’d been a swoosh and a swerve and then the world twirling around her. There might have been a scream or two, but as she was alone, she wasn’t going to admit to that.

      She glanced around, noticing how the nose of her car was firmly planted in the wall of a surprisingly firm drift. The good news was she was pretty close to her destination. The bad news was she was going to have to figure out a way to get down the mountain when it was time to leave.

      That was for later, she told herself as she turned off the engine then unfastened her seat belt. First she had a puppy to let out.

      Noelle opened the door and started to stand, only to discover why her car had gone whirling around. Snow, it seemed, was slippery. Her feet started to go out from under her and she had to grab the door frame to keep from falling.

      “This is so wrong,” she murmured, finding her balance and carefully closing the car door. She started walking very tentatively toward the house at the end of the long driveway.

      Snow had come early to Fool’s Gold. There had been several inches in late October, then it had all gone away. More had fallen in early November and now this blast the following week. But it was different in town, she thought as she felt her left foot slowly sliding out from under her.

      She