Geeky bartender seeks virile cowboy. Must love gingerbread, ugly sweaters, and making out by the fire.
My best friend and I have a pact. Every year, he gets me something I really want for Christmas and well, this year I’d like to have a baby. Except I don’t want it to be just anybody’s baby. I want it to be Ledger’s baby.
I’m not bold enough to tell him this until I get a little bit drunk one night and spill the beans. I thought he’d turn me down but the next morning, I wake to discover that Ledger is considering it.
He has conditions but only one of them makes me gulp: Ledger wants to make our child the old-fashioned way with lots of long, sweaty moments. But will the chemistry that burns between us forever change our friendship?
My best friend wants me to breed her. A noble man would tell her no. Good thing no one has ever accused me of being that.
I know this moment with Peyton is exactly what I’ve been waiting for, so I insist on conditions. Mainly that we try making the baby the old-fashioned way. After all, this is my chance to finally convince my best friend that we’re meant to be.
If you’re looking for a dual virgin romance novella with a cinnamon roll hero, it’s time to meet Ledger in A Christmas Baby for the Cowboy.