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  • Mass Market Paperback: 224 pages
  • Publisher: Harlequin (January 22, 2013)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 9780373657254
  • ISBN-13: 978-0373657254
  • ASIN: 0373657250
  • Product Dimensions: 6.6 x 4.1 x 0.7 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 4 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.8 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (4 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #2,275,804 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Cindy Kirk has loved to read for as long as she can remember.  In first grade she received an award for reading one hundred books! 

Since selling her first story to Harlequin Books in 1999, Cindy has been forced to juggle her love of reading with her passion for creating stories of her own. But it's worth it.  Writing for Harlequin Special Edition is a dream come true.

Website: www.cindykirk.com

 

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Elizabeth "Betsy" McGregor had been out of work for six weeks, three days and twelve hours. With Thanksgiving closing in, Betsy knew if she didn't get a job before the holiday season began, she might as well forget about finding one until after the first of the year. Her desperate straits had smacked her in the face last weekend when she'd put pen to paper and determined she only had enough money for one more rent payment. That was the only reason she'd agreed to interview for a position with Ryan Harcourt's law firm.

Okay, perhaps the medallion she'd dropped into the pocket of her suit jacket this morning had something to do with her decision. She'd been trying to decide if she should keep the interview or cancel when she found the octagon-shaped copper coin while cleaning out her great-aunt's home. After reading the accompanying note her recently deceased aunt had addressed to her, Betsy had been seized with a certainty that her luck was about to change.

No matter that the percentage of unemployed in Jackson Hole was on the rise or that the holidays were just around the corner. According to Aunt Agatha, the medallion would bring her not only good luck, but also love.

She snorted. It would take a lot for a tarnished metal coin engraved with ivy, a few hearts and some funny French words to send love her way. Luck, she could believe. But love?

Betsy had never been one to lie to herself. Not only was she rapidly approaching thirty, but she was also the epitome of the word average. Average height. Average weight. Average looks. Even her hair was average. Instead of being a rich chestnut-brown like that of her best friend, Adrianna Lee, the strands hanging down her back were a mousy shade of tan. It figured that her eyes couldn't be a vivid emerald green—like Adrianna's—but instead were a dusty blue. Not light enough to be interesting nor dark enough to be striking.

Her features were arranged nicely enough, although if she could wave a magic wand, the sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose would be banished forever. The only good thing Betsy could say about her appearance was that she was so ordinary she could blend in anywhere.

She pulled the key from the ignition, accepting the truth but irritated by it nonetheless. She didn't want to be ordinary. Or to blend in. Just once she'd like to be the type of woman who turned heads when she walked down the street. The type of woman a man would see and immediately want by his side. The type of woman a man like Ryan Harcourt could love.

Heat flooded her face at the realization that she was still as foolish as she'd been at age ten when she'd secretly vowed to marry the slender dark-haired boy with the slate-gray eyes.

It hadn't mattered that he was five years older or that all the middle school girls drooled over him. Unlike most of her brother's friends, Ryan had always been nice to her. She vividly remembered the day he'd come across some boys taunting her, saying horrible things and making her cry. Ryan had not only run them off, but he'd also walked her home. That was the day she'd fallen in love with him.

That's why working for him made absolutely no sense. Seeing him every day would be a dream come true and her worst nightmare. He'd be nice to her. She didn't doubt that in the least. But to have someone see you as only an employee when you yearned for him to see you as a desirable woman, well, it was bound to be difficult.

Still, she'd had a lot of experience handling challenging situations. Hadn't she survived a childhood with an alcoholic mother and an absent father? The bottom line was she needed a job. She had to have money to pay her bills and to replace the red-tagged furnace at the house she'd inherited from her aunt.

While she hoped the medallion in her pocket would bring good fortune, she wasn't counting on it. That would be foolhardy. Betsy had always been a firm believer that God helped those who helped themselves. And that's just what she was doing by interviewing for this job—tossing a Hail Mary and hoping for a touchdown.

Squaring her shoulders, Betsy stepped from her parked car, then paused at the curb to straighten the cuffs of her best camel-colored suit. Because the temperature was a balmy forty-two degrees, she'd slipped on a tan all-weather coat instead of her thick fur-lined parka, the one her brother said made her look like an Eskimo.

The snow from the small storm two days ago had already begun to melt, turning the streets into a slushy mess.

Yet the sky was a vivid blue and Betsy reveled in the feel of the sun on her face.

She let her coat hang open and started down the sidewalk toward Ryan's office. Even though she tried to walk slowly, all too soon the frontage for his office came into view. She glanced at her watch and grimaced. Arriving ten minutes prior to an interview was appropriate. Twenty minutes early smacked of desperation.

While she might indeed be desperate, Betsy certainly didn't want to give that impression. Perhaps it'd be best if she relaxed in her car a little while longer.

She abruptly turned back in the direction of her vehicle, her mind consumed with the upcoming interview until her heel caught in a crack, plunging her forward.

A tiny cry sprang from her throat as the sidewalk rushed up to greet her. At the last second, a man reached out and grabbed her.

His hands were strong, pulling her to him, steadying her. The chest he held her against was broad. She lifted her head, the words of sincere thanks already formed on her lips. Then she saw his face. Suddenly Betsy found it difficult to think, much less speak. Finally she found her voice. "Ryan?"

He smiled. That boyish, slightly crooked grin was guaranteed to make a woman's heart skip a beat. It was hard to imagine she'd been in Jackson Hole all these months without their paths crossing. Actually that wasn't quite true. She'd seen him at a local sports bar a week or so ago, but he'd been too busy flirting with a couple of ski-bunny types to notice her.

Even from a distance, it had been apparent the years had been good to him. Despite being a regular on the rodeo circuit during his college days, Ryan was one of those guys who only got better with age. He was slender, just as she remembered, but now with a man's broad shoulders and lean hips. His dark hair brushed his collar and tiny laugh lines edged his eyes.

She let her gaze linger a second longer on the crush of her youth packaged in gray dress pants, a charcoal-colored shirt and dark topcoat. After a moment all she could see were those beautiful silver eyes that a girl, er, woman, could get lost in….

"Betsy?" Her name sounded like a husky caress on his lips.

She shivered but not from the cold. In fact, she felt positively warm. Okay, hot. His arms remained around her. Betsy couldn't remember the last time she'd been this close to him. It felt…nice.

"Are you okay?" His beautiful eyes were filled with concern.

She managed a nod and the lines of worry between his brows eased.

"I was on my way to the office," he said. "I saw your name on the interview list and didn't want to keep you waiting."

Even though prior to running into him she'd barely walked ten feet, her breath now came in short puffs. Every inch of her body sizzled.

"Until I received your application I didn't know you'd moved back." As if realizing he still held her in his arms, he stepped back and let them drop to his side.

Betsy resisted the urge to pull him close again. Instead she forced a smile. "I've been here almost three months. I was working at Dunlop and Sons, but they cut back on employees."

She saw no reason to mention that Chad Dunlop had wanted to fire her. Only some quick thinking and determination on her part had kept her work reputation intact.

Ryan tilted his head, confusion furrowing his brow. "Hearing that firm is downsizing surprises me. I thought they'd be adding personnel, not cutting back."

"It was a surprise to me, too." Betsy lifted a shoulder in a slight shrug.

He took her arm and they continued down the street in the direction of his office.

Despite the layers of clothing between them, Betsy's arm tingled beneath his touch. She found herself slowing her steps, wishing his office wasn't so close. She'd like to prolong this time for a few more minutes. But it seemed as if they'd barely started walking when they reached the glass storefront of his law practice.

To her surprise, Ryan kept walking.

She glanced back over her shoulder. "Wasn't that your office?"

"I thought I'd do the interview at Hill of Beans." He opened the wooden door, stepping aside and waving her ahead of him. "After your altercation with the sidewalk, I'm sure you need a hot chocolate or a latte to steady your nerves."

Betsy fought back a rush of pleasure. Going to Jackson's newest coffee shop with Ryan made this feel more like a date than an interview.

For a Tuesday, the coffee shop—known for its fabulous selection of beverages and bakery items—was surprisingly busy. Although Betsy insisted she wasn't hungry, Ryan got a large piece of coffee cake for them to share as well as two cups of hot cocoa.

Once they were settled in a booth by the window, Betsy expected him to start rattling off questions. She'd been through so many interviews in the past couple of months that she doubted there was anything he could ask that would catch her off guard.

"I was sorry to hear about your mom."

Okay, he'd surprised her. Betsy couldn't remember the last time anyone had mentioned her mother. When she was small, everyone was always commen...

More About the Author

From the time I was a little girl, I thought everyone made up different endings to books, movies and television shows. Instead of counting sheep to go to sleep at night, I made up stories. Only later did I discover not everyone does this.

I wrote my first book when I was fourteen. It was what would now be considered a young adult romance novel. It was about a girl who was attracted to an older boy (I think he was eighteen lol) who didn't know she was alive. I made the mistake of letting a teacher read it. Though she said it was good, I could tell by her expression that she didn't like it. I threw the mauscript away and although I wrote in my diary at sixteen "I don't know what I'd do if I can't be a writer" it would be years before I would again attempt to write a novel.

I've now published over forty novels. I've written inspirational romance (romance with a faith element) for Harlequin's Love Inspired and Harper Collins Christian publishing, sexy contemporaries for Harper Collins and books for Harlequin's Special Edition line which fall somewhere in between. I enjoy writing emotionally satisfying stories about real people in the context of home and family with a little faith and humor tossed in.

I love writing these stories and I hope you enjoy reading them, as well.

Warmest Regards,

Cindy Kirk

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I felt bad for Betsy at first till she got her true love. but she had to learn to trust Ryan. but then I was glad to see that Ryan didn't give
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Betsy McGregor is down on her luck--and pretty down on love, too. Besides being out of work for so long, she's also harbored a secret crush on Ryan Harcourt since forever. When she finally lands a job, Betsy finds herself not only working for the handsome lawyer she's always loved, but also agreeing to play matchmaker for him. And vice versa! But the more time Ryan spend trying to find Betsy a match, the more he realizes he wants her for himself. Could true love have been right in front of him all along? If Ryan can ever get Betsy to admit her real feelings, they could find themselves saying "I do" this Valentine's day.
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I just finished reading HIS VALENTINE BRIDE written by Cindy Kirk
Book 7 in the "Rx For Love" mini-series From Harlequin Special Edition
I won this book and wanted to give it a try. It is well written! I usually don't read Harlequin romance! It's a fun read! It's the story of Besty and Ryan. Betsy, always had a crush on this man! will she say "Yes, I do". Ms. Kirk's characters are cute and charming. If you love a romantic good book, then this one is for you!
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I liked Ryan from the time we first met him in this series, he is a great character, and this is his story. In my opinion, however, Besty's character made this a fun and compelling read. At the beginning of the book, she feels like she is a "plain Jane" but when she blossoms, watch out! Her growth as she begins to see herself as more and deserving, and to finally forgive the past wrongs of her childhood made the story shine.

A fun read. I am looking forward to "The Doctor and Mr. Right" in April.
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