White Lace and Promises Read online

Page 7


  Glenn found her ten minutes later, still playing the slot machine. For several moments he stood watching her, wondering how to approach this woman he had known most of his life. The woman who was now his wife. There were so many issues facing them that had to be settled before he left for Charleston. Maggie’s inheritance was one thing he wouldn’t allow to hang between them like a steel curtain. It was best to clear the air of that and everything else they could.

  A discordant bell clanged loudly, and a barrage of celebratory characters danced across the slot machine. She looked stunned and stepped back from the machine. Without emotion, she cashed out. As she turned, their eyes clashed. Her breath caught in her throat, and she hesitated, waiting for him to speak first. Like her, he had purchased another set of clothes, and again Maggie wondered why she’d never noticed how extraordinarily good-looking Glenn was. He was a man any woman would be proud to call her husband. If he’d come to tell her he wanted out of the marriage, she didn’t know what she would say. The time spent in front of the slot machine had given her the perspective to realize that Glenn was as shocked by what had happened as she was. She prayed that he hadn’t come for the reason she suspected. Maggie wanted this marriage. She had been so lonely and miserable. The previous day with Glenn had been the most wonderful day of her life. Maybe she was still looking at the situation through rose-colored glasses, but the deed was done. They were married now. The other woman had no claim to him. He might murmur Angie’s name in his sleep, but he was married to Maggie.

  “Our plane leaves in two hours,” he said, stepping forward. “Let’s get something to eat.”

  Nodding required a monumental effort. Her body went limp with relief.

  The hostess at the restaurant led them to a booth and handed them menus. She gave Glenn a soft, slightly seductive smile, but Maggie was pleased to notice that he didn’t pay the woman the least bit of attention. Glenn had never been a flirt. Beyond anything else, Maggie realized, Glenn was an intensely loyal man. For him to whisper another woman’s name in his sleep had been all the more devastating for just that reason.

  Almost immediately a waitress arrived, poured them each a cup of coffee, and took their order.

  “I want you to know that I’ll do everything in my power to do what you asked,” Glenn announced, his eyes holding hers. His hands cupped the coffee mug, and there was a faint pleading note shining from his eyes. “About this morning—I suppose you want to know about her.”

  “Yes,” Maggie whispered, hating the way his eyes softened when he mentioned his lost love.

  A sadness seemed to settle over him. “Her name is Angie. We were …” He hesitated. “Engaged. She decided to marry her childhood sweetheart. It’s as simple as that.”

  “You obviously cared about her a great deal,” Maggie said softly, hoping to take some of the sting from her earlier comments. Talking about Angie, even now, was obviously painful for him.

  He held her gaze without hesitation. “I did care for her, but that’s over now. I didn’t marry you longing for anyone else. You aren’t a substitute. This marriage wasn’t made on the rebound. We’re both vulnerable for different reasons. I want you for my wife. Not anyone else, only you. We’ve known each other most of our lives. I like you a great deal and respect you even more. We’re comfortable together.”

  “Yes, we are,” she agreed. So Glenn regarded her as an old pair of worn shoes. He could relax with her and put aside any need for pretense … as she could. But then she hadn’t exactly come into their marriage seeking white lace and promises. Or maybe she had. Maggie didn’t know anymore; she was confused.

  “We’re going to work this out,” he said confidently, smiling for the first time that day as he reached for her hand.

  “We’re going to try,” she suggested cautiously. “I’m not so sure we’ve done the right thing running off like this. We were both half crazy to think we could make a marriage work on a twenty-four-hour reacquaintance.”

  “I knew what we were doing every second,” Glenn countered gruffly. “I wanted this, Maggie.”

  “I didn’t know if it was right or wrong. I guess only time will tell if we did the right thing or not.”

  The flight back to San Francisco seemed to take a lifetime. Maggie sat by the window, staring at the miniature world far below. The landscape rolled and curved from jutting peaks to plunging valleys that reminded her of the first few hours of her marriage. Even now a brooding sense of unreality remained with her.

  The days were shorter now that winter was approaching, and dusk had settled by the time the taxi pulled up in front of the beach house. While Glenn was paying the cabdriver, Maggie looked over the house where she’d voluntarily sequestered herself, wondering how Glenn would view the ostentatious showplace. Undoubtedly, he would be impressed. Her friends had praised the beach house that seemed to lack for nothing. There was a work-out gym, a sauna, a Jacuzzi, a swimming pool and a tennis court in the side yard that Maggie never used. The house held enough attractions to keep even the most discriminating prisoner entertained.

  On the way from the airport they had stopped off at Steve’s empty apartment and picked up Glenn’s luggage. Seeing it was a vivid reminder that he was scheduled to leave in the afternoon. “What time is your flight tomorrow?” she asked, wondering how long they’d be in Charleston. They had already decided to make their home in San Francisco, but arrangements would need to be made in Charleston.

  His mouth hardened. “Are you so anxious to be rid of me?”

  “No.” She turned astonished eyes to him, stunned at his sharp tongue. He made it sound as though she wouldn’t be going with him. She should. After all, she was his wife. She could make an issue of it now, or wait until she was certain she’d read him right. They had already experienced enough conflict for one day, and Maggie opted to hold her tongue. Her fingers fumbled with the lock in an effort to get inside the house. “I have to phone my brother,” she announced once the door was open.

  “Denny?”

  “Yes, Denny, or is that a problem, too?”

  He ran his fingers through his hair and expelled an angry breath. “I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

  Maggie lowered her gaze. “I know. We’re both on edge. I didn’t mean to bite your head off, either.” They were nervous and unsure of each other for the first time in their lives. What had once been solid ground beneath their feet had become shifting sand. They didn’t know where they stood … or if they’d continue to stand at all.

  Glenn placed a hand at the base of her neck and gently squeezed it. “My flight’s scheduled for three. We’ll have some time together.”

  He didn’t plan to have her travel with him! That was another shock. Fine, she thought angrily. If he didn’t want her, then she wouldn’t ask. “Good,” she murmured sarcastically. Fine, indeed!

  The house foyer was paved with expensive tiles imported from Italy, and led to a plush sunken living room decorated with several pieces of furniture upholstered in white leather. A baby grand piano dominated one corner of the room. As she hung up Glenn’s coat he wandered into the large living room, his hands in his pockets.

  “Do you like it?”

  “It’s very nice” was all he said. He stood, legs slightly apart, while his gaze rested on an oil painting hung prominently on the wall opposite the Steinway. It was one of Maggie’s earlier works and her favorite, a beachscape that displayed several scenes, depicting a summer day’s outing to the ocean. Her brush had captured the images of eager children building a sand castle. Another group of bikini-clad young girls were playing a game of volleyball with muscle-bound he-men. A family was enjoying a picnic, their blanket spread out on the sand, shaded by a multicolored umbrella. Cotton-candy clouds floated in a clear blue sky while the ocean waves crested and slashed against the shore. Maggie had spent hours agonizing over the minute details of the painting. Despite its candor and realism, Maggie’s beachscape wasn’t an imitation of a snapshot recording, but a mosaiclike design
that gave a minute hint at the wonder of life.

  “This is a marvelous painting. Where did you ever find it?” Glenn asked, without turning around. “The detail is unbelievable.”

  “A poor imitation of a Brueghel.” A smile danced at the corners of her mouth.

  “Who?”

  “Pieter Brueghel, a sixteenth-century Flemish painter.”

  “A sixteenth-century artist didn’t paint this,” Glenn challenged.

  “No. I did.”

  He turned with a look of astonished disbelief. “You’re not teasing, are you?” The question was rhetorical. His eyes narrowed fractionally, as if reassessing her.

  “It’s one of my earliest efforts after art school. I’ve done better since, but this remains my favorite.”

  “Better than this?” His voice dipped faintly, as though he doubted her words. “I remember you scribbling figures as a kid, but I never suspected you had this much talent.”

  A shiver of pleasure raced up her arms at the pride that gleamed from his eyes as he glanced from the painting back to her. “I had no idea you were this talented, Maggie.”

  The sincerity of the compliment couldn’t be questioned. Others had praised her work, but Maggie had felt a niggling doubt as to the candidness of the comments. “Thank you,” she returned, feeling uncharacteristically humble.

  “I’d like to see your other projects.”

  “Don’t worry, you’ll get the chance. Right now, I’ve got to phone Denny. He’ll wonder what happened to me.”

  “Sure. Go ahead. I’ll wait in here if you like.”

  Maggie’s office was off the living room. She hesitated for a moment before deciding, then walked to the telephone, which was on a table next to the couch. Her back was to Glenn as she picked up the receiver and punched out the number.

  “Denny, it’s Maggie.”

  “Maggie,” he cried with obvious relief. “How was the wedding? You must have been late. I tried to get hold of you all day.”

  It was on the tip of Maggie’s tongue to tell him about her marriage, but she held back, preferring to waylay his questions and doubts. She would tell him soon enough.

  Her brother’s voice softened perceptibly. “I was worried.”

  “I’m sorry, I should have phoned.” Maggie lifted a strand of hair around her ear.

  “Did you get the money transferred?”

  Maggie sighed inwardly, feeling guilty. Denny knew all the right buttons to push with her. “The money will be ready for you Monday morning.”

  “Thanks. You know Linda and I appreciate it.” His voice took on a honey-coated appeal.

  “I know.”

  “As soon as I talk to the attorney about my case, I’ll let you know where we stand.”

  “Yes, Denny, do that.” A large portion of Denny’s inheritance had been lost in a bad investment, and Maggie was helping him meet expenses. She didn’t begrudge him the money: How could she when she had so much? What she hated was what it was doing to him. Yet she couldn’t refuse him. Denny was her brother, her only brother.

  After saying her good-bye, she replaced the receiver and turned back to Glenn. “I gave the housekeeper the weekend off. But if you’re hungry, I’m sure I’ll be able to whip up something.”

  “How’s Denny?” Glenn ignored her offer.

  “Fine. Do you want something to eat or not?”

  “Sure.” His gaze rested on the phone, and Maggie realized that he’d probably picked up the gist of her conversation with Denny. More than she had intended. As a stockbroker, Glenn would know what a foolish mistake her brother had made, and she wanted to save her brother the embarrassment if possible.

  Determined to avoid the subject of her brother, Maggie strolled past Glenn, through the dining room, and into the expansive kitchen that was equipped with every conceivable modern cooking device. The double-width refrigerator/freezer was well stocked with frozen meals so that all that was required of her was to insert one into the microwave, push a button, and wait.

  The swinging doors opened as Glenn followed her inside. He paused to look around the U-shaped room, with its oak cabinets and marble countertops. His hands returned to his pockets as he cocked his thick brows. “A bit large, wouldn’t you say? One woman couldn’t possibly require this much space.”

  Of course the kitchen was huge, she thought, irritated. She hadn’t paid an exorbitant price for this place for three drawers and a double sink. “Yes,” she returned, somewhat defensively. “I like it this way.”

  “Do you mind if I take a look outside?” he asked, and opened the sliding glass doors that led to a balcony overlooking the ocean.

  “Sure. Go ahead.”

  A breeze ruffled the drapes as he opened and closed the glass French door. Maggie watched him move to the railing and look out over the beach below. If she paused and strained her ears, she could hear the ocean as the wild waves crashed on the sandy shore. A crescent moon was barely visible behind a thick layer of clouds.

  Leaning a hip against the counter, Maggie studied his profile. It seemed incomprehensible that the man who was standing only a few feet from her was her husband. She felt awkward and shy, even afraid. If he did head back to Charleston without her, their marriage would become increasingly unreal. Before Glenn turned to find her studying him, Maggie took out a head of lettuce from the refrigerator and dumped it into a strainer, and then placed it under the faucet.

  Rubbing the chill from his arms, Glenn returned a few minutes later.

  “Go ahead and pour yourself a drink,” Maggie offered, tearing the lettuce leaves into a bowl. When he hesitated, she pointed to the liquor cabinet.

  “I’m more interested in coffee, if you have it.”

  “I’ll make it.”

  “I’ll do it.”

  Simultaneously, they moved, and somehow Maggie’s face came sharply into contact with the solid mass of muscle and man. Amazingly, in the huge kitchen, they’d somehow managed to collide. Glenn’s hand snaked out to steady Maggie at the shoulders. “You okay?”

  “I think so.” She moved her nose back and forth a couple of times before looking up at him. “I should have known this kitchen wasn’t big enough for the two of us.”

  Something warm and ardent shone from his eyes as his gaze dropped to her mouth. The air in the room crackled with electricity. The hands that were gripping her shoulders moved down her upper arms and tightened. Every ticking second seemed to stretch out of proportion. Then, very slowly, he half lifted her from the floor, his mouth descending to hers a fraction of an inch at a time. Maggie’s heart skipped a beat, then began to hammer wildly. He deliberately, slowly, left his mouth a hair’s space above hers so that their breaths mingled and merged. Holding her close, he seemed to want her to take the initiative. But the memory of that morning remained vivid in her mind. And now it seemed he intended to leave her behind in San Francisco as well. No, there were too many questions left unanswered for her to give in to the physical attraction between them. Still, his mouth hovered over hers, his eyes holding hers. At the sound of the timer dinging, Glenn released her. Disoriented, Maggie stood completely still until she realized Glenn had moved away. Embarrassed, she turned, making busywork at the microwave.

  “That smells like lasagna,” Glenn commented.

  “It is.” Maggie’s gaze widened as she set out the dishes. What an idiot she’d been. The bell she heard hadn’t been her heart’s song from wanting Glenn’s kisses. It had been the signal from her microwave that their dinner was ready. The time had come to remove the stars from her eyes regarding their marriage.

  Maggie noted that Glenn’s look was thoughtful when they ate, as if something was bothering him. For that matter, she was unusually quiet herself. After the meal, Glenn silently helped her stack the dinner plates into the dishwasher. “Would you like the grand tour?” Maggie inquired, more in an effort to ease the tension than from any desire to show off her home.

  “You did promise to show me some more of your work.”


  “My art?” Maggie hedged, suddenly unsure. “I’m more into the abstract things now.” She dried her hands on a terry-cloth towel and avoided looking at him. “A couple of years ago I discovered Helen Frankenthaler. Oh, I’d seen her work, but I hadn’t appreciated her genius.”

  “Helen who?”

  “Frankenthaler.” Maggie enunciated the name slowly. “She’s probably the most historically important artist in the last few decades, and people with a lot more talent than me have said so.”

  Glenn looped an arm around her shoulders and slowly shook his head. “Maggie, you’re going to have to remember your husband knows absolutely nothing about art.”

  “But you know what you like,” she teased, leading him by the hand to the fully glassed-in upstairs studio.

  “That I do,” he admitted in a husky whisper.

  No one else had ever seen the studio, where she spent the vast majority of her time. It hadn’t been a conscious oversight. There just had never been anyone she’d wanted to show it to. Not even Denny, who, she realized, gave only lip service to her work. She led Glenn proudly into her domain. She had talent and knew it. So much of her self-esteem was centered on her work. In recent years it had become the visible outpouring of her frustrations and loneliness. Her ego, her identity, her vanity were all tied up in her work.

  Glenn noted that her studio was a huge room twice the size of the kitchen. Row upon row of canvases were propped against the walls. From the shine in her eyes, Glenn realized that Maggie took her painting seriously. She loved it. As far as he could see, it was the only thing in this world that she had for herself.

 

    A Walk Along the Beach Read onlineA Walk Along the BeachA Christmas Message Read onlineA Christmas MessageFirst Comes Love Read onlineFirst Comes LoveThe Marriage Risk Read onlineThe Marriage RiskWhat Makes a Family Read onlineWhat Makes a FamilyA Country Christmas Read onlineA Country ChristmasWindow on the Bay Read onlineWindow on the BayMorning Comes Softly Read onlineMorning Comes SoftlyThe Twenty-First Wish Read onlineThe Twenty-First WishAngels at Christmas Read onlineAngels at ChristmasMy Funny Valentine (Debbie Macomber Classics) Read onlineMy Funny Valentine (Debbie Macomber Classics)Almost Paradise Read onlineAlmost ParadiseSummer on Blossom Street Read onlineSummer on Blossom StreetCountry Brides Read onlineCountry BridesSusannah's Garden Read onlineSusannah's GardenHome for the Holidays Read onlineHome for the HolidaysTogether for Christmas Read onlineTogether for ChristmasCedar Cove 01 - 16 Lighthouse Road Read onlineCedar Cove 01 - 16 Lighthouse RoadBe My Valentine Read onlineBe My ValentineNavy Families Read onlineNavy FamiliesThe Apartment Read onlineThe ApartmentChristmas Wishes Read onlineChristmas WishesDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Series Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Series8 Sandpiper Way Read online8 Sandpiper WayBlossom Street Brides Read onlineBlossom Street BridesChristmas Letters Read onlineChristmas LettersDashing Through the Snow Read onlineDashing Through the SnowFairy Tale Weddings Read onlineFairy Tale WeddingsBetween Friends Read onlineBetween FriendsThere's Something About Christmas Read onlineThere's Something About ChristmasMontana Read onlineMontanaA Gift to Last Read onlineA Gift to LastLost and Found in Cedar Cove (Short Story) Read onlineLost and Found in Cedar Cove (Short Story)Farmer Takes a Wife Read onlineFarmer Takes a WifeThursdays At Eight Read onlineThursdays At EightYours and Mine Read onlineYours and MineStand-In Wife Read onlineStand-In WifeDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Series, Volume 2 Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Series, Volume 2311 Pelican Court Read online311 Pelican CourtA Girl's Guide to Moving On Read onlineA Girl's Guide to Moving OnA Turn in the Road Read onlineA Turn in the RoadOne Night Read onlineOne NightThe Manning Grooms Read onlineThe Manning GroomsLooking for a Hero Read onlineLooking for a HeroThis Matter of Marriage Read onlineThis Matter of MarriageAlaskan Holiday Read onlineAlaskan HolidaySame Time, Next Year Read onlineSame Time, Next YearAlways Dakota Read onlineAlways DakotaDenim and Diamonds Read onlineDenim and DiamondsBride Wanted Read onlineBride WantedCall Me Mrs. Miracle Read onlineCall Me Mrs. MiracleStarlight Read onlineStarlightWhen First They Met Read onlineWhen First They MetNavy Husband Read onlineNavy HusbandStarry Night Read onlineStarry NightTwelve Days of Christmas Read onlineTwelve Days of ChristmasCottage by the Sea Read onlineCottage by the SeaReflections of Yesterday Read onlineReflections of YesterdayReady for Marriage Read onlineReady for MarriageThe Wyoming Kid Read onlineThe Wyoming KidRock-A-Bye Baby Read onlineRock-A-Bye BabyStarting Now Read onlineStarting NowWhite Lace and Promises Read onlineWhite Lace and PromisesThe Perfect Christmas Read onlineThe Perfect Christmas50 Harbor Street Read online50 Harbor StreetAngels at the Table Read onlineAngels at the TableAny Dream Will Do Read onlineAny Dream Will DoMr. Miracle Read onlineMr. MiracleTwenty Wishes Read onlineTwenty WishesMail-Order Bride Read onlineMail-Order BrideDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Series, Volume 3 Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Series, Volume 3Midnight Sons Volume 1 Read onlineMidnight Sons Volume 1Country Bride Read onlineCountry BrideThe Trouble with Caasi Read onlineThe Trouble with CaasiA Mother's Wish Read onlineA Mother's WishRight Next Door Read onlineRight Next DoorReturn to Promise Read onlineReturn to PromiseHeart of Texas Vol. 3 Read onlineHeart of Texas Vol. 3Friends--And Then Some Read onlineFriends--And Then SomeWyoming Brides Read onlineWyoming BridesReady for Romance Read onlineReady for RomanceA Season of Angels Read onlineA Season of AngelsLove by Degree Read onlineLove by DegreeBaby Blessed Read onlineBaby BlessedAngels Everywhere Read onlineAngels Everywhere204 Rosewood Lane Read online204 Rosewood LaneDakota Home Read onlineDakota HomeHasty Wedding Read onlineHasty Wedding1105 Yakima Street Read online1105 Yakima StreetThe Manning Sisters Read onlineThe Manning SistersMrs. Miracle Read onlineMrs. MiracleThe Shop on Blossom Street Read onlineThe Shop on Blossom StreetShirley, Goodness and Mercy Read onlineShirley, Goodness and MercyFalling for Her (Short Story) (Kindle Single) Read onlineFalling for Her (Short Story) (Kindle Single)Angels at the Table: A Shirley, Goodness, and Mercy Christmas Story Read onlineAngels at the Table: A Shirley, Goodness, and Mercy Christmas StoryThat Wintry Feeling (Debbie Macomber Classics) Read onlineThat Wintry Feeling (Debbie Macomber Classics)Heart of Texas Vol. 2 Read onlineHeart of Texas Vol. 2Orchard Valley Grooms Read onlineOrchard Valley GroomsBuffalo Valley Read onlineBuffalo ValleyAll Things Considered Read onlineAll Things ConsideredMidnight Sons Volume 3 Read onlineMidnight Sons Volume 344 Cranberry Point Read online44 Cranberry PointSome Kind of Wonderful Read onlineSome Kind of WonderfulLove Letters: A Rose Harbor Novel Read onlineLove Letters: A Rose Harbor NovelMarriage of Inconvenience Read onlineMarriage of InconvenienceTouched By Angels Read onlineTouched By AngelsHeart of Texas Series Volume 1: Lonesome CowboyTexas Two-StepCaroline's Child Read onlineHeart of Texas Series Volume 1: Lonesome CowboyTexas Two-StepCaroline's ChildThe Man You'll Marry Read onlineThe Man You'll MarryJingle All the Way Read onlineJingle All the WayMarried in Seattle Read onlineMarried in SeattleA Cedar Cove Christmas Read onlineA Cedar Cove ChristmasMerry and Bright Read onlineMerry and BrightIf Not for You Read onlineIf Not for YouStarry Night: A Christmas Novel Read onlineStarry Night: A Christmas NovelOn a Snowy Night: The Christmas BasketThe Snow Bride Read onlineOn a Snowy Night: The Christmas BasketThe Snow BrideSweet Tomorrows Read onlineSweet TomorrowsThree Brides, No Groom Read onlineThree Brides, No GroomBrides and Grooms Box Set: Marriage WantedBride WantedGroom Wanted Read onlineBrides and Grooms Box Set: Marriage WantedBride WantedGroom WantedA Good Yarn Read onlineA Good YarnThe Inn at Rose Harbor Read onlineThe Inn at Rose HarborThe Knitting Diaries Read onlineThe Knitting DiariesChanging Habits Read onlineChanging HabitsHeart of Texas Volume One Read onlineHeart of Texas Volume OneHearts Divided Read onlineHearts DividedTrading Christmas Read onlineTrading ChristmasBorrowed Dreams (Debbie Macomber Classics) Read onlineBorrowed Dreams (Debbie Macomber Classics)Back on Blossom Street Read onlineBack on Blossom StreetHeartsong Read onlineHeartsongAlaska Home Read onlineAlaska Home16 Lighthouse Road Read online16 Lighthouse RoadFamily Affair Read onlineFamily AffairMidnight Sons Volume 2 Read onlineMidnight Sons Volume 2Debbie Macomber's Navy Box Set Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Navy Box SetThe First Man You Meet Read onlineThe First Man You MeetCindy and the Prince Read onlineCindy and the PrinceJust Married Read onlineJust MarriedThe Bachelor Prince Read onlineThe Bachelor PrinceDebbie Macomber's Navy Box Set: Navy WifeNavy BluesNavy BratNavy WomanNavy BabyNavy Husband Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Navy Box Set: Navy WifeNavy BluesNavy BratNavy WomanNavy BabyNavy HusbandDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove Cookbook Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Cedar Cove CookbookSomeday Soon Read onlineSomeday SoonChristmas in Cedar Cove Read onlineChristmas in Cedar CoveSooner or Later Read onlineSooner or LaterSilver Linings Read onlineSilver Linings1022 Evergreen Place Read online1022 Evergreen PlaceBorn in a Small Town Read onlineBorn in a Small TownOnce Upon a Time: Discovering Our Forever After Story Read onlineOnce Upon a Time: Discovering Our Forever After StoryDebbie Macomber's Table: Sharing the Joy of Cooking With Family and Friends Read onlineDebbie Macomber's Table: Sharing the Joy of Cooking With Family and FriendsHannah's List Read onlineHannah's List92 Pacific Boulevard Read online92 Pacific BoulevardGlad Tidings: There's Something About ChristmasHere Comes Trouble Read onlineGlad Tidings: There's Something About ChristmasHere Comes TroubleThe Manning Brides Read onlineThe Manning BridesPromise, Texas Read onlinePromise, TexasThe Rain Sparrow Read onlineThe Rain SparrowAn Engagement in Seattle Read onlineAn Engagement in Seattle1225 Christmas Tree Lane Read online1225 Christmas Tree LaneLast One Home Read onlineLast One HomeRose Harbor in Bloom Read onlineRose Harbor in BloomWhen Christmas Comes Read onlineWhen Christmas ComesPromise Me Forever (Debbie Macomber Classics) Read onlinePromise Me Forever (Debbie Macomber Classics)I'll Be Home for Christmas Read onlineI'll Be Home for ChristmasGlad Tidings Read onlineGlad Tidings6 Rainier Drive Read online6 Rainier DriveOrchard Valley Brides Read onlineOrchard Valley BridesTogether for Christmas: 5-B Poppy LaneWhen We TouchWelcome to Icicle FallsStarstruck Read onlineTogether for Christmas: 5-B Poppy LaneWhen We TouchWelcome to Icicle FallsStarstruckThat Holiday Feeling: Silver BellsThe Perfect HolidayUnder the Christmas Tree Read onlineThat Holiday Feeling: Silver BellsThe Perfect HolidayUnder the Christmas TreeThe Sooner the Better Read onlineThe Sooner the Better