Multi-published and award-winning author, Nancy Lee Badger, presents a sweet romance set in Vermont filled with sights, sounds, great characters, small town comforts, and a fire department fundraiser in danger of cancelation due to a lack of snow. A love of New England, where Nancy raised her family, combined with her years as an EMT, Firefighter, and 911 Dispatcher, helped create the ideas that bring this story to life. Available October 15!
A Manhattan businessman on a December vacation to Canada, is stuck in Boston due to a snowstorm. Instead of waiting for another flight, he drives through the Vermont woods. Forced off the road, his rental ends up in a pond. When a firefighter sliding down the muddy slope to help him slams into him instead, his papers go flying and his phone disappears. Before he can complain, his mud-covered rescuer in firefighting bunker gear is a woman!
After a fire, her injured dad heads to the hospital and hands responsibility for the fire department to her. As acting Fire Chief, Elinor Danville offers the stranded stranger a ride. When she drops him at the Peabody Inn, Ellie explains that Snowflake Valley has no rental cars, taxis, or 5-star hotels Something about this suit-wearing rich guy grates on her nerves, but intrigues her. Unfortunately, her responsibilities include the upcoming Christmas Festival. The lack of snow could ruin everything.
Stuck in Snowflake Valley for several days, Bradley is swept up in the people, their volunteerism, their problems, and commitment to see that the Christmas Festival goes on no matter what. His interest in the town and a pretty firefighter makes Bradley come up with a few ideas of his own. By rescuing Christmas for Elinor and the townspeople, can he make her truly see him, and not the suited businessman only interested in going home?
“Where are you headed, Elinor?”
“To check on the fire house to make sure everything is set for tonight’s potluck supper.”
Bradley leaned in the open passenger window. “You will find the entire building cleaned and swept.”
She chuckled. “I guess you and the other auxiliary members worked your magic?”
“Yes, we did. I hope tonight goes well.”
“You will come, won’t you?”
He glanced down the street, wondering what she expected him to say. “I don’t cook. I’ll make sure a monetary contribution is dropped off, but—”
She threw the truck in park and opened the driver’s door. Stepping out, she walked around the hood and stopped beside him. Settling her palms on his cheeks, he couldn’t help but flinch. Her hands were cold, but the fragrance filling him made his nostrils flare and his mouth water.
“Bradley, you are part of this community even if you decide to leave tomorrow. The auxiliary is putting on this spread so you are expected to attend. I will make sure they put you in charge of the coffee urns. Okay?” She smiled at him.
He nodded. He couldn’t speak, since his mouth had gone dry. Her smile brightened his day and the urge to kiss her made his body react, but all he could do was lick his lips. He vowed not to make a move on her again. If she wanted him, it was up to her to kiss him.
“Where are you headed?” She tapped his laptop satchel.
Realizing she had changed the subject, or simply ignored how close together they stood, he said, “Well, I had planned to get some work done while eating a fresh out of the oven muffin and some brewed coffee, but someone interrupted my early morning ritual. Now I need to find some place with Wi-Fi.”
“The coast is clear, if you want to head back to the bookstore, but I just picked up a dozen of those muffins and the coffee urn is percolating at this very moment inside the fire house. Want a ride?”
As she climbed back into the truck cab, he was torn.
“Oh, we have Wi-Fi, too.”
That settled it. He opened the door, climbed into the passenger seat, and placed his satchel on the floor.
Nancy Lee Badger grew up in Huntington on New York’s Long Island. After attending Plymouth State, in New Hampshire, she earned a Bachelor of Science degree and met and married her college sweetheart. They raised two handsome sons in Rumney, New Hampshire, where Nancy volunteered as an EMT and firefighter while working full-time. When the children had left the nest, and shoveling snow became a chore, she retired from her satisfying job as a 911 Emergency Medical Dispatcher and moved to North Carolina, where she writes full-time. She and family volunteer every fall at the NH Highland Games.
Nancy is a member of Romance Writers of America, Heart of Carolina Romance Writers, Fantasy-Futuristic & Paranormal Romance Writers, and the Triangle Association of Freelancers. She loves to travel with her husband and is never far from her laptop. She finds story ideas in the most unusual places. Connect withher here: