New Release – Christmas Kiss from the Sheriff

Tomorrow is the release of my latest sweet western historical romance

Christmas Kiss from the Sheriff

Christmas Kiss from the Sheriff

 

To celebrate, I am holding a giveaway. Details are at the end of the post.

This is the last book (#4) in my Heroes of San Diego Series. Each of the books can be read on their own without needing to read the others, but if read together, the reader will get to know the inhabitants of Clear Springs and enjoy the sense of community the series has.

Here is the blurb from the back cover of the book to give you a little idea of the story —

 

A Christmas to Remember!

Clear Springs’ new schoolteacher, Gemma Starling, feels as if she’s been given a fresh start. So long as no one discovers her dark secret—she once shot a man in self-defense!

Sheriff Craig Parker has forsworn love, but delightful Miss Starling intrigues him. And when events at the school turn dangerous, Craig won’t let her face it alone. Gemma might just be the one woman he could ever love, but will the secret she’s hiding tear them apart or bring them together by Christmas?

Gemma Starling had traveled two thousand miles from her former life to flee a crime that she committed. As the new schoolteacher in Clear Springs, she tries to blend in, but the sheriff in town is not so easily deceived. Gemma’s attempts to avoid Craig Parker only intrigue him more. When her life is threatened, he realizes that his personal feelings for her have far surpassed his professional responsibilities for the case. He can’t lose her…yet does he even know who she truly is?

Since the title mentions a Christmas Kiss, I thought I’d share with you the excerpt of Craig and Gemma’s first kiss in the book.

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  – Excerpt –

Craig’s gaze narrowed. “That’s not what I mean. What happened that you traveled all the way from Boston to California…and I suspect…alone? That’s unusual for a woman. Even more so for a woman who obviously had money. What did your family have to say about it?”

He was figuring out too much. If she wasn’t careful he would eventually add things up and realize she wasn’t who she said she was, but she should tell him something to appease his curiosity. Perhaps then he would leave her past alone.

“Mother died when I was very young. A carriage accident. I don’t remember her. My father raised me on his own…with a few servants.”

“And tutors.”

“He died recently. It was his heart,” she answered the question that appeared immediately on his handsome face.

Craig frowned. “How long after his death did you leave?”

“A month later.”

“Didn’t give you much time to put his things in order.”

She could hear the question in his voice. “I couldn’t bear the quiet. I was so close to Father. He supported me in everything I wanted to do.”

Craig’s brow raised.

It didn’t take a scholar to recognize the look he gave her. “I was, perhaps, a bit spoiled. We discussed his law cases. He challenged me to think for myself and thought I’d make a good lawyer. I was in my second year of law school at the university when he died.”

They turned from the main road of town and headed down the lane to the boardinghouse.

“They let women in?”

“There were two other women in my class.”

“Why didn’t you stay and finish?”

“When my father died, I had to start afresh—somewhere totally different. I’d been writing for years to Elizabeth. She wrote to me and poured her heart out in her letters as her world was falling apart. She is the sister I always wanted. When my father died, all I could think of was seeing her.” She looked down at the ground. “That’s when I packed a bag, closed up the house and left Boston.”

“No relatives? No one tried to stop you?”

“No.” Thank goodness they were nearing the boardinghouse and the twilight shadows hid her face from his scrutiny. She’d told him the truth…just not all of it.

He stopped before Molly’s fence and whipped the lead strap around the top railing. Then he walked her up to the door. Molly’s parlor lantern spilled light outside and onto the small porch.

“Do you ever think about going back?”

“And leave Clear Springs?” she teased at first, and then grew serious. “I may move somewhere new. But no, I won’t ever go back.” She knew full well what waited for her in Boston—a jail cell.

“Maybe someday you will finish law school.”

That would make her too easy to track down. Women lawyers were few and far between. No…that dream had ended abruptly and was best left in the past. “Someday never comes.” She pasted on a smile to take the sting out of her own words. “Good evening, Craig. Thank you for…everything.”

When she turned to go inside, Craig stepped forward. “Wait.”

“What?”

“You answered a few questions I had.” He searched her face as though still trying to figure out more. His face was inches from her own. She breathed in the scent of leather and horse that always hovered around him. The brown stubble on his jaw caught her attention. So rough…and yet the ends gleamed gold.

“It’s getting late. Molly will have supper waiting.” She didn’t want him to know more…see more…because if he did, he might see that she was coming to care for him even though she oughtn’t. He was too smart.

With his hand to her waist, he pulled her close.

She stiffened. “Craig? What are you doing?”

He gazed at her, his blue eyes intense. “Be still.”

She knew that look. It thrilled her…and yet she couldn’t let him kiss her. “Craig… No. Remember,” she said desperately fighting the tug inside her that drew her closer to him. “I promised Mr. Tanner? You…should…unhand me.” Her words were a bare whisper and she couldn’t help but stare at his lips. They looked soft…and inviting.

“I plan to.” He lowered his mouth to hers, touching her lips lightly, tentatively with his. His warm breath tickled her face.

Just the lightest butterfly touch and she calmed, suspended somewhere between Boston and Clear Springs, wrong and right, despair and hope.

Inch by inch his fingers walked around to encircle her waist and then, holding her gently secure, he slanted his mouth over hers and deepened the kiss.

She melted.

Her lips tingled under his, the sensation spreading and rippling through her entire body and into her toes. Her heartbeat quickened. This shouldn’t be happening. She knew this shouldn’t be happening. She even clenched her hands into fists on his chest to push him away, but then found herself stopping just short of doing that and instead, grasping his leather vest, unwilling to let go. Oh, my…

He took his time ending the kiss.

His gaze pinned her in place even though she knew she should take her leave. For an earth-shattering moment as they looked at each other, time seemed to stop.

Then he released her. “Good night, Gemma.”

He strode down Molly’s path, mounted his horse and rode away.

It was then she remembered to breathe.

 

Christmas Kiss from the Sheriff
© 2016 by Kathryn Albright
Permission to reproduce text granted by Harlequin Books S.A.

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To enter the giveaway for a copy of Christmas Kiss from the Sheriff, tell me what profession Gemma was working toward before she came to Clear Springs.

 

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Kathryn Albright writes sweet western historical romance. Her award-winning stories celebrate courage and hope with a dash of adventure. She loves hiking and traveling and being caught up in a good story. She lives with her family in the rural Midwest.

26 Comments

  1. Answer: Gemma was studying to be a lawyer in university when she left Boston.

    This reads like a just wonderful book, Kathryn. Can’t wait to read it.

    1. Hi Eliza! Thanks for stopping by! And thanks for the kind words. I hope the book is well-received.

  2. She was in her 2nd year of law school when her dad died. Just the excerpt has me wondering just what is going on, and intriguing enough to really check out this book because she is not telling the whole story and he wants to know much more about her. Great teaser and will be a fun read for everyone. Thanks Kathryn, you always have good books for us as usual.

    1. Thanks Elaine. It will be difficult to leave Clear Springs for me after this story. I know the characters so well that they become like old friends LOL.

  3. She was studying to be a lawyer. Very intriguing.

    1. Hi Debra.

      Yep. I had to a bit of research on women lawyers back then to make sure I had this tiniest of details correct.

  4. She was one of three women studying to be a lawyer in Boston but left school after her father died and after she shot a man in self defense. I want to know why she shot him.

    1. Hi Cindy,

      Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
      There were only a few law schools that would admit women at the time my story takes place. What happened to Gemma was actually typical of the time in that very few women made it to graduation.

      1. P.S. You will have to read the book to find out why she shot him! 🙂

  5. She was studying to be a lawyer. Am looking forward to reading the whole book.

    1. Thanks for stopping by Estella! Good luck on the drawing!

  6. She was in Law School.

    1. Hi Kathleen! Sonice of you to stop by and comment. Good luck!

  7. Congrats on this latest release! 🙂 Gemma was studying to be a lawyer.

    1. Thanks Colleen. Hope you liked the excerpt. Thanks for stopping by Wildflower Junction!

  8. I am intrigued that she was going to be a lawyer. What an unusual opportunity for a woman during that time. The book sounds wonderful. I love Christmas historical romances.

    1. Hi Cheryl,

      I’m with you on Christmas historicals…well, actually any Christmas story! Part of the allure for me is that it is a sweet rest from all the hubbub and stress of the holiday season.

  9. Congratulations on the new release! What a gorgeous cover. It’s a wonderful time to have a new book out!

    1. Thanks for popping in Karen! You were on my thoughts last evening as I had a spirited conversation with my son about the Iroquois Nation. He is very interested in politics and the founding father’s vision that they took from the Iroquois Nation you have written about.

  10. She was studying to be a lawyer.
    It sounds like a good read. Hope to read it soon.

    1. Hi Mary! I’m looking forward to your take on the story! Have a lovely Thanksgiving!

  11. She was training to be a lawyer. This sounds like a nice addition to the Harlequin Historical lineup. It will very likely bee one of several I add to my shelves of Christmas books this year.
    Thank you for the excerpt. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend.

    1. Thanks for commenting Patricia! So good to have you stop by. You too, have a lovely Thanksgiving.

  12. A lawyer 🙂 looks like a sweet holiday story with a dash of adventure.

    1. Thanks for stopping by Wildflower Junction Naomi! Yes–I do like to have a bit of adventure in my stories–particularly this series–to offset the romance.

  13. Thank you to everyone who commented on this post! The name I drew from my “stetson” for the autographed copy of my book is Patricia B! I hope you all have a lovely Thanksgiving!

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