Her Christmas Cowboy
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“I know what I’ve been missing,” Janet commented.
“Mom!”
“What are we bidding for our cowboy?” Sage asked. “Shall we start?”
“ONE DOLLAR,” Cora bellowed, disgruntled from her tone of voice.
This would be so funny to Layla if she didn’t have to be part of it. As it was, the room got quiet, and her stomach dropped. She remembered that Jack was a last-minute volunteer and had no significant other lined up to start the bidding on him. Surely that was criminal. A man that perfect should have legions of women lined up to bid on him. As it was, she sucked in a deep breath and raised her hand.
“Five hundred dollars,” Janet cried, bidding before Layla could get the chance.
What the hell?
About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Jessica Clare writes under three pen names. As Jessica Clare, she writes erotic contemporary romance. As Jessica Sims, she writes fun, sexy shifter paranormals. Finally, as Jill Myles, she writes a little bit of everything, from sexy, comedic urban fantasy to zombie fairy tales.
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