A Weaver Christmas Gift

  Eventually, reluctantly, he eased his mouth from hers. But he kept his arms around her, as if he couldn’t bear to let her go. “I should probably be on my way before the sheriff gets home.”

  “He won’t be home tonight,” she admitted. “He and Lissa went to Bozeman for the weekend.”

  He frowned at that. “You’re going to be alone here tonight?”

  She held his gaze steadily. “I hope not.”

  He closed the door and turned the lock.

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  A Weaver Christmas Gift

  Copyright © 2014 by Allison Lee Johnson

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