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Condizione: Very Good. The Bachelor's Baby Jake West's troubled cousin leaves him with a most unusual parting gift--her newborn baby girl And now the small-town contractor is forced to seek help from the very woman he resents--the new big-city pediatrician who practically stole his uncle's practice, Violet Crenshaw. Violet knows she shouldn't be consorting with the enemy. But she can't resist the adorable baby and her handsome new caretaker. Violet traded her chance at motherhood for her career years ago. But raising a family with Jake could be everything she's ever wanted. …

Condizione: Good. The Bachelor's Baby Jake West's troubled cousin leaves him with a most unusual parting gift--her newborn baby girl And now the small-town contractor is forced to seek help from the very woman he resents--the new big-city pediatrician who practically stole his uncle's practice, Violet Crenshaw. Violet knows she shouldn't be consorting with the enemy. But she can't resist the adorable baby and her handsome new caretaker. Violet traded her chance at motherhood for her career years ago. But raising a family with Jake could be everything she's ever wanted. …

Condizione: Good. A Pattern for Love After inheriting her great-aunt's failing yarn shop, Lilly Barnes is determined to make it a success. All she wants is stability, something she doesn't think possible in the small town of Corinthia, Georgia. Then Pastor Daniel Foreman rents space in her store to hold meetings for his growing congregation, and this proves to be her lifeline. At first Lilly wants nothing to do with Daniel's big dreams, but she soon finds herself starting to share his goals. Yet trouble between her customers and his congregation make them both doubt the path they're on. That is, until practical Lilly shows him that love is a risk worth taking.…

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Mass Market Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. Original. It's a well-cared-for item that has seen limited use. The item may show minor signs of wear. All the text is legible, with all pages included. It may have slight markings and/or highlighting.

Condizione: Good. Gabe Reynolds paced the photo-lined hallway, back and forth past baby and childhood pictures of his daughter, past the door where that same daughter did whatever preteen girls did behind closed doors. Considering the amount of time he spent coaxing her out of there these days, he figured he''d wear a path in the finish of the hardwood floor by the time his only child was grown and gone--something he intended to delay as long as possible. He finally stopped and banged on the bathroom door. "Hurry up, Chels. You''ll be late." His dear, sweet daughter growled at him. Growled. With a badge on his chest and weapon at his hip, he should be prepared to deal with anything. But give him a drunk or a thief any day over this soon-to-be-teenage-girl business. He pounded the door again. "I''ve gotta get back to the station. What are you doing in there?" "For the thousandth time, I''m coming." He knew without a doubt that she was in there rolling her eyes at him. "What''s taking so long?" "A work of art takes time," she said in her best theatrical voice. Then she giggled, more like her normal, little girl self. This switching from girl to young woman then back to girl in the blink of an eye was making his head spin. "You better not be putting on makeup." "I''m a teenager. All my friends wear makeup." "You''re not thirteen yet. And if all your friends jumped off--" She yanked the door open so fast it banged into the wall. She glared at him. "No. If all my friends jumped off a bridge, I would not jump, too. This is totally different and you know it." Her cheeks glowed with a too-bright pink that matched her tinted lips. Her mascaraed eyelashes, clumped into several uneven spikes, seemed a mile longer than usual. She looked grown-up. Too grown-up--the kind that would attract the attention of guys. "All I know is I forbade you to wear makeup and.and." He jabbed his finger at the pile of containers on the bathroom counter. "That looks an awful lot like makeup. Where''d you get it?" She huffed and tossed her dark curls over her shoulder. "I bought it with my allowance. And I''m learning to put it on so it accentuates my best features." She was accentuated, all right. And sounded like she was spouting something she''d seen on an infomercial. He squinted as he checked out her face, so much like her mother''s it made it hard to look sometimes. And even though he had the urge to drop the subject and run the other direction, it was his job to deal with this kind of situation now. "You''ve got on lipstick. Wipe it off." "I want to look nice for our youth group meeting at the church tonight." "Why?" She shrugged. "No reason." She fingered a small picture frame on the counter, then quickly placed it facedown before he could see whose photo it held. "Now, please let me finish. I''ll be out in five minutes." A boy. It had to be because of a boy. "Who is he?" "Who''s who?" "The boy. The one you''re putting makeup on for." She rubbed a finger with brown sparkly goop over her eyelid. "No one. I''m doing it for myself." "Hand it over." She sighed and slapped a little compact into his hand. "There, are you happy? No more eye shadow." "No. Hand over the photo. Of the boy." He reached toward the picture frame. "No!" She stopped him by grabbing hold of his hand. She looked terrified. Which terrified him. If the guy was some high school punk, Gabe would be out the door and into the squad car in five seconds flat. He shook Chelsea''s hand off and grabbed the gold frame. But he didn''t find some guy. All the frustration and fear whooshed out of him along with his breath when he found his wife. His sweet, beautiful wife. Once he recovered his equilibrium, he said, "Chels, why do you have your mom''s picture in here?" She gave a little shrug, this time not so rebellious. "I told you. I''m learning to put on makeup." Pain steamrolled him flat to the floor as he remembered Chelsea watching her mom put on lipstick on Sunday mornings before church and often asking if she could have some. Tina would smile, kiss a pink lip print on Chelsea''s cheek and promise to show her when she got older. Now here their daughter was, studying Tina''s face, learning to apply lipstick by herself. Gabe ached for Chels. Ached period. It had been five years since the accident, and just when he was making headway and felt like he might finally be able to breathe again, this had to happen. "Please, Dad?" She took the frame from his hand and held the photo up beside her face. "See? I tried to do just what she did." He wanted to hug her. To protect her from any more pain in her young life. She needed her mom, especially for moments like this. But no, all she had was a cop dad who didn''t have a guess at how to handle his daughter growing up. He swallowed, then cleared his throat. "I''m sorry. But you''re just not old enough. You''ll have to wash that stuff off your face." She heaved a sigh that seemed to start at her toenails. "Okay." She stared at the photo for a second. "Do I look pretty?" She''d said it so softly he wasn''t sure he heard her right. But then she turned to him and waited, looking everywhere but directly at him. Oh, boy. "Well, now, I guess you better let me get a good look at you." She smiled shyly as she looked up, but then the smile went crooked as she gnawed on her lip. He had a feeling she wasn''t quite as comfortable being in makeup as she thought she would be. "You look beautiful. Always." "I do look a little like Mom, don''t I?" He breathed in through his nose, then forced a smile. "Even prettier." "Thanks." She threw her arms around his waist, and for a split second, all was as it should be. Or at least it was back to the norm of the last few years. It would never again be as it should be. He gave her a quick pat on the back before stepping away. A horn honked outside. Chelsea''s ride to church. "Hurry. You know Gary and Audra have other kids to pick up." "Go tell ''em I''ve got to wash my face and to wait up." "Okay. Hey, I''m maki.…

Condizione: Fair. Gabe Reynolds paced the photo-lined hallway, back and forth past baby and childhood pictures of his daughter, past the door where that same daughter did whatever preteen girls did behind closed doors. Considering the amount of time he spent coaxing her out of there these days, he figured he''d wear a path in the finish of the hardwood floor by the time his only child was grown and gone--something he intended to delay as long as possible. He finally stopped and banged on the bathroom door. "Hurry up, Chels. You''ll be late." His dear, sweet daughter growled at him. Growled. With a badge on his chest and weapon at his hip, he should be prepared to deal with anything. But give him a drunk or a thief any day over this soon-to-be-teenage-girl business. He pounded the door again. "I''ve gotta get back to the station. What are you doing in there?" "For the thousandth time, I''m coming." He knew without a doubt that she was in there rolling her eyes at him. "What''s taking so long?" "A work of art takes time," she said in her best theatrical voice. Then she giggled, more like her normal, little girl self. This switching from girl to young woman then back to girl in the blink of an eye was making his head spin. "You better not be putting on makeup." "I''m a teenager. All my friends wear makeup." "You''re not thirteen yet. And if all your friends jumped off--" She yanked the door open so fast it banged into the wall. She glared at him. "No. If all my friends jumped off a bridge, I would not jump, too. This is totally different and you know it." Her cheeks glowed with a too-bright pink that matched her tinted lips. Her mascaraed eyelashes, clumped into several uneven spikes, seemed a mile longer than usual. She looked grown-up. Too grown-up--the kind that would attract the attention of guys. "All I know is I forbade you to wear makeup and.and." He jabbed his finger at the pile of containers on the bathroom counter. "That looks an awful lot like makeup. Where''d you get it?" She huffed and tossed her dark curls over her shoulder. "I bought it with my allowance. And I''m learning to put it on so it accentuates my best features." She was accentuated, all right. And sounded like she was spouting something she''d seen on an infomercial. He squinted as he checked out her face, so much like her mother''s it made it hard to look sometimes. And even though he had the urge to drop the subject and run the other direction, it was his job to deal with this kind of situation now. "You''ve got on lipstick. Wipe it off." "I want to look nice for our youth group meeting at the church tonight." "Why?" She shrugged. "No reason." She fingered a small picture frame on the counter, then quickly placed it facedown before he could see whose photo it held. "Now, please let me finish. I''ll be out in five minutes." A boy. It had to be because of a boy. "Who is he?" "Who''s who?" "The boy. The one you''re putting makeup on for." She rubbed a finger with brown sparkly goop over her eyelid. "No one. I''m doing it for myself." "Hand it over." She sighed and slapped a little compact into his hand. "There, are you happy? No more eye shadow." "No. Hand over the photo. Of the boy." He reached toward the picture frame. "No!" She stopped him by grabbing hold of his hand. She looked terrified. Which terrified him. If the guy was some high school punk, Gabe would be out the door and into the squad car in five seconds flat. He shook Chelsea''s hand off and grabbed the gold frame. But he didn''t find some guy. All the frustration and fear whooshed out of him along with his breath when he found his wife. His sweet, beautiful wife. Once he recovered his equilibrium, he said, "Chels, why do you have your mom''s picture in here?" She gave a little shrug, this time not so rebellious. "I told you. I''m learning to put on makeup." Pain steamrolled him flat to the floor as he remembered Chelsea watching her mom put on lipstick on Sunday mornings before church and often asking if she could have some. Tina would smile, kiss a pink lip print on Chelsea''s cheek and promise to show her when she got older. Now here their daughter was, studying Tina''s face, learning to apply lipstick by herself. Gabe ached for Chels. Ached period. It had been five years since the accident, and just when he was making headway and felt like he might finally be able to breathe again, this had to happen. "Please, Dad?" She took the frame from his hand and held the photo up beside her face. "See? I tried to do just what she did." He wanted to hug her. To protect her from any more pain in her young life. She needed her mom, especially for moments like this. But no, all she had was a cop dad who didn''t have a guess at how to handle his daughter growing up. He swallowed, then cleared his throat. "I''m sorry. But you''re just not old enough. You''ll have to wash that stuff off your face." She heaved a sigh that seemed to start at her toenails. "Okay." She stared at the photo for a second. "Do I look pretty?" She''d said it so softly he wasn''t sure he heard her right. But then she turned to him and waited, looking everywhere but directly at him. Oh, boy. "Well, now, I guess you better let me get a good look at you." She smiled shyly as she looked up, but then the smile went crooked as she gnawed on her lip. He had a feeling she wasn''t quite as comfortable being in makeup as she thought she would be. "You look beautiful. Always." "I do look a little like Mom, don''t I?" He breathed in through his nose, then forced a smile. "Even prettier." "Thanks." She threw her arms around his waist, and for a split second, all was as it should be. Or at least it was back to the norm of the last few years. It would never again be as it should be. He gave her a quick pat on the back before stepping away. A horn honked outside. Chelsea''s ride to church. "Hurry. You know Gary and Audra have other kids to pick up." "Go tell ''em I''ve got to wash my face and to wait up." "Okay. Hey, I''m maki.…

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Condizione: Very Good. When Faith Hagin sees widower cop Gabe Reynolds every day in her coffee shop, she can't help but feel for the struggling single dad. She's raised a teenager of her own--and sadly, knows what not to do. But thanks to his matchmaking preteen daughter, Chelsea, the whole town's praying for Gabe to find a wife! Even though Faith thinks she's content being just friends, spending time with him and Chelsea starts to feel like a fresh start at having a family. And their love may be the answer to everyone's prayers.…

Condizione: Good. When Faith Hagin sees widower cop Gabe Reynolds every day in her coffee shop, she can't help but feel for the struggling single dad. She's raised a teenager of her own--and sadly, knows what not to do. But thanks to his matchmaking preteen daughter, Chelsea, the whole town's praying for Gabe to find a wife! Even though Faith thinks she's content being just friends, spending time with him and Chelsea starts to feel like a fresh start at having a family. And their love may be the answer to everyone's prayers.…

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Condizione: Good. [ No Hassle 30 Day Returns ][ Ships Daily ] [ Underlining/Highlighting: NONE ] [ Writing: SOME ] [ Edition: First ] Publisher: Steeple Hill Pub Date: 6/1/2009 Binding: Paperback Pages: 288 First edition.

Condizione: Good. [ No Hassle 30 Day Returns ][ Ships Daily ] [ Underlining/Highlighting: NONE ] [ Writing: NONE ] [ Edition: reprint ] Publisher: Harlequin Pub Date: 1/1/1995 Binding: Paperback Pages: 270 reprint edition.

Condizione: Good. The Bachelor's Baby Jake West's troubled cousin leaves him with a most unusual parting gift--her newborn baby girl And now the small-town contractor is forced to seek help from the very woman he resents--the new big-city pediatrician who practically stole his uncle's practice, Violet Crenshaw. Violet knows she shouldn't be consorting with the enemy. But she can't resist the adorable baby and her handsome new caretaker. Violet traded her chance at motherhood for her career years ago. But raising a family with Jake could be everything she's ever wanted. …

Condizione: Very Good. The Bachelor's Baby Jake West's troubled cousin leaves him with a most unusual parting gift--her newborn baby girl And now the small-town contractor is forced to seek help from the very woman he resents--the new big-city pediatrician who practically stole his uncle's practice, Violet Crenshaw. Violet knows she shouldn't be consorting with the enemy. But she can't resist the adorable baby and her handsome new caretaker. Violet traded her chance at motherhood for her career years ago. But raising a family with Jake could be everything she's ever wanted. …

Condizione: Good. A Pattern for Love After inheriting her great-aunt's failing yarn shop, Lilly Barnes is determined to make it a success. All she wants is stability, something she doesn't think possible in the small town of Corinthia, Georgia. Then Pastor Daniel Foreman rents space in her store to hold meetings for his growing congregation, and this proves to be her lifeline. At first Lilly wants nothing to do with Daniel's big dreams, but she soon finds herself starting to share his goals. Yet trouble between her customers and his congregation make them both doubt the path they're on. That is, until practical Lilly shows him that love is a risk worth taking.…

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Condizione: Fair. Sarah Radcliffe's quiet Christmas back in her hometown will be lost if she agrees to direct the church's Christmas pageant. But when she meets two little boys determined to gain their father's attention, Sarah agrees to help. Then she discovers that the dad in question is Gregory Jones, the man she loved and lost. The single dad is working himself to the bone to give his boys the Christmas of their dreams, when all they want is some family time. Time that includes a new mommy. If Sarah can learn to open her heart, she may receive the most wonderful present of all--a family of her own.…

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Condizione: Good. Add One Rebellious Teenager Try To Mix Take responsibility for his orphaned niece, yes. Raise her himself, no. A good boarding school was what the girl needed, not an uncle who was never home. But then Michael Throckmorton's niece ran away. And the big-hearted, beautiful diner waitress who'd taken her in wasn't letting her go so easily. Josie Miller had a few conditions for Michael. Oddly enough, he was willing to listen. Yet days later, why wasn't he hauling the teen back to school and himself back to the city? Could it be that an unlikely family was forming.…

Condizione: Fair. Add One Rebellious Teenager Try To Mix Take responsibility for his orphaned niece, yes. Raise her himself, no. A good boarding school was what the girl needed, not an uncle who was never home. But then Michael Throckmorton's niece ran away. And the big-hearted, beautiful diner waitress who'd taken her in wasn't letting her go so easily. Josie Miller had a few conditions for Michael. Oddly enough, he was willing to listen. Yet days later, why wasn't he hauling the teen back to school and himself back to the city? Could it be that an unlikely family was forming.…

mass_market. Condizione: Acceptable. This is a used book. It may contain highlighting/underlining and/or the book may show heavier signs of wear . It may also be ex-library or without dustjacket. This is a used book. It may contain highlighting/underlining and/or the book may show heavier signs of wear . It may also be ex-library or without dustjacket.…

Mass Market Paperback. Condizione: Good. This is a used book in good condition and may show some signs of use or wear . This is a used book in good condition and may show some signs of use or wear .

Mass Market Paperback. Condizione: Good. This is a used book in good condition and may show some signs of use or wear . This is a used book in good condition and may show some signs of use or wear .

Condizione: Very Good. A copy that has been read, but remains in excellent condition. Pages are intact and are not marred by notes or highlighting. The spine remains undamaged. There are no stickers on book or rips in dust cover.