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Her Christmas Kiss by USA Today Bestseller Melissa McClone is a Feast on These Books Event pick #free #freebie #cleanromance #wholesomeromance #thanksgiving #giveaway



Title: Her Christmas Kiss

 

Author: Melissa McClone

 

Genre: Clean and Wholesome

 

Book Blurb:

 

Paramedic Leanne Thomas works hard to be “one of the boys” at the fire station and on the mountain. What the guys don’t know is she keeps her inner girly-girl hidden from them. When gorgeous, rookie firefighter Christian Welton turns on the charm, Leanne shuts him down fast. She won’t risk her heart or her reputation by dating a younger man who is also a coworker.


Leanne intrigues Christian. After she rescues him off the mountain, he glimpses a softer, more vulnerable side to her tough-as-nails personality. Christian’s not looking for a relationship, yet he can’t deny his attraction. A surprise kiss under the mistletoe sparks a three-alarm fire, but something is holding her back.


Will Christian’s kisses break through Leanne’s tough exterior and melt her heart? Or will a dash of Christmas magic be required?

 

Excerpt:

 

“Dude!”

 

Christian bolted upright from a sound sleep. He hit his head. The roof had settled more overnight. Soon, the ceiling would be at their noses. “What?”

 

“They’re here.” Owen laughed as best he could. “They’re finally here.”

 

Adrenaline surged through Christian. Hallucinating was a symptom of shock and hypothermia. So not good.

 

Owen had been getting weaker and weaker, making Christian’s anxiety level spiral upward. He did the only thing he could. He checked Owen’s vitals. “Can you feel your feet?”

 

“I heard—”

 

One of the backpacks fell away from the snow cave entrance. The other followed. A red helmet poked inside. OMSAR.

 

Relief flowed through Christian’s cold, sore body. Time to get Owen out of here.

 

“Yes,” Owen whispered.

 

The rescuer crawled into the snow cave. He held a red duffel bag with a white cross on it. Ice covered his helmet, ski mask, goggles, and black parka. RESCUE was written in white on one sleeve. After he removed his goggles, he pulled off his ski mask to expose his mouth.

 

Not he.

 

She.

 

Christian’s dry lips curved up. “Thomas.”

 

Leanne Thomas was a paramedic. Attractive with an athletic, hot body. He’d asked her out when he first started working at the station, but she’d let him know she wasn’t interested in him. Okay, she’d shut him down hard. For the best because he’d soon learned she wasn’t his normal type.

 

Tough as nails and all business, Thomas was like a drill sergeant on steroids when out on a call or breaking in a rookie. She took her job seriously, expected others to do the same, and never let her hair down. Christian wouldn’t mind being around if she ever loosened that tight ponytail or those braids she wore. Not that he’d let her see him watching her after being so harshly rejected.

 

Her face was pale except for her cheeks, flushed from the cold. Acknowledging him with a nod, she sniffled. “Welton.”

 

Surprising warmth flowed through him. “It’s so good to see you.”

 

“Good to see you, too, rookie.” She removed her climbing gloves. “Paulson’s outside. The chief’s been letting us switch shifts, so we could bring you home. No one wants to keep eating Frank’s turkey meatloaf surprise for dinner.”

 

Christian laughed. Something he hadn’t done since yesterday. It really was good to see her. “I’ll cook you whatever you want when we get down.”

 

A smile tugged on the corners of her mouth. “Be careful. I might hold you to that.”

 

She’d saved lives as a paramedic. She would help Owen. “Do.”

 

Thomas pulled on exam gloves. “Injured? Feet?”

 

“Fine. Feet are cold, but I can feel my toes,” he answered quickly, wanting her to move on to the one who needed her attention. “My partner—cousin—Owen fell skiing the face. He’s twenty-six. No preexisting medical conditions. Possible broken ankle and arm. Some sort of knee injury.”

 

“Hey, I’m right here.” Owen sounded annoyed. That was better than weak. “Conscious, in pain.”

 

“I followed the NEXUS procedure to assess his spine before moving him in here,” Christian added. “The threat of hypothermia and surviving the night outweighed spinal injury concerns.”

 

“Good job, Welton.”

 

That was high praise coming from Thomas. He would gloat about the compliment later, but he was relieved she hadn’t spotted any problems with the care of his cousin.

 

As Thomas moved toward Owen, Christian tried to get out of her way. Not an easy feat in the cramped space.

 

She glanced around. “Did a hobbit design this place?”

 

“I was in a hurry,” Christian admitted. “After two nights, the snow has settled a bit.”

 

“Well, this cave kept you safe and warm. And you know what they say, size doesn’t matter.” She winked at Christian, catching him totally off guard, and then she slid beside Owen. “Hello, Owen. Your cousin has been taking good care of you.”

 

“You have such beautiful brown eyes.” Owen stared up at her as if she were Aphrodite. “Milk chocolate with a hint of cream.”

 

Christian stiffened. Owen must be in shock if he thought compliments would have an effect on Thomas. She wasn’t interested in her appearance. Not the way other women were. Sweet words wouldn’t sway her, either. She wasn’t the flirty type. Christian had tried. He’d never met a more challenging or unapproachable woman.

 

But she was strong and capable and here. That made her the most important person in the world at the moment. “My cousin is a chocolatier wannabe.”

 

“Thank you, Owen. I couldn’t live without chocolate.” Thomas smiled softly, but she focused on his cuts and bruises. “I’m a member of OMSAR and a paramedic with Hood Hamlet Fire and Rescue. May I examine you?”

 

“Yeah.” Owen glanced at Christian. “You never told me you worked with any women.”

 

Christian tried not to think of her as a woman. “Thomas is one of the guys.”

 

Owen scrunched his face. “You need your eyes examined, dude.”

 

Thomas unzipped the sleeping bag, but she kept Owen covered. “What your cousin means is the men at the station consider me one of the guys. It’s the same with the rescue unit.”

 

Appreciation filled Owen’s eyes. “Idiots.”

 

Thomas shrugged. “It’s easier that way.”

 

Christian found himself nodding, but he wondered if she meant easier on her or her male coworkers and teammates. He’d never given any thought to how being one of the guys might make Thomas feel. But then again, he’d never seen her show her feminine side. She didn’t fuss with makeup or jewelry, let alone dresses or skirts.

 

As she examined his ankle, Owen winced. “Still idiots.”

 

Christian stared at his cousin. “You realize you just called me an idiot.”

 

“Yep,” Owen said through clenched teeth. “Gotta side with the pretty paramedic in hopes she has pain meds in her bag.”

 

Thomas’s eyes twinkled, making her even prettier. “Oh, I have the good stuff in here.”

 

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It’s a heartwarming Christmas story set in a small town, but both the characters must overcome their pasts for them to find a future together.

 

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Runs November 25 – December 3, 2024.


Winner will be drawn on December 4, 2024.

 

Author Biography:

 

USA TODAY bestselling, award winning author Melissa McClone writes heartwarming women’s fiction and sweet contemporary romance novels. When she’s not writing relatable characters and sigh-worthy happy endings, she spends her time in the rainy Pacific Northwest reading from her Kindle’s ever-growing TBR, napping with her Norwegian Elkhound and two mini panthers, and decorating her Happy Planner. Melissa graduated from Stanford University with a mechanical engineering degree, but discovered she prefers writing happily ever afters to jet engine testing and analysis. 

 

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