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boots
but there were laces along the front. They were a bright green, my
favorite color.
    I carried them over to the bed and sat
down on the edge. I peered inside to see what size they were and
almost gasped. In gold stitching, my initials were embroidered
inside.
    “ Oh, this just gets better
and better.” I turned the boots over, not sure what I was looking
for. “This is complete crazy town.” Shaking my head, I slid my foot
into the first boot and cringed. When nothing bad happened, I
shrugged and slid my foot into the next boot. After securing the
laces I stood up and took a few steps. They were comfortable and
didn’t feel bulky. Grabbing my scarf and mittens, I headed back
down stairs.
    The aroma of coffee wafted to my nose
and my stomach growled. When I got to the kitchen, I realized that
not only had Nate made coffee, but he was cooking. Bacon, from the
smell of it and the look on Remy’s face, from where he begged at
Nate’s feet.
    “ So you cook all sorts of
things, huh? Not a one dish, man?” I grabbed a mug from the rack in
the center of the island and poured some coffee.
    “ Cook what you love. And I
do love some bacon.” Nate smiled at me, and my heart fluttered.
This was different for me. Spending breakfast in a kitchen while a
man cooked. Not only was it nice, he looked incredibly sexy with an
oven mitt. Who knew? My last boyfriend had been the roll out of bed
two minutes before your afternoon class sort. Breakfast would have
been a foreign language to him. He’d had his good points, but I
hadn’t realized just how much he was bringing me down until we
parted ways.
    “ Good plan.” He set one
plate in the center heaped with bacon and toast. I grabbed a piece
and broke it in half, handing some to Remy. “So, tell me about the
reindeer.”
    “ They pretty much have run
of the Hill. We feed them daily, but they also eat wild grasses
when they can get it.” He popped a piece of bacon into his mouth
and chewed for a minute. “I need to check the fences on the south
side. Your neighbor down there isn’t quite as friendly as the rest
of them.”
    “ How many reindeer are
there?”
    “ Twelve.”
    “ I thought Santa only had
eight.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “Nine if you count
Rudolph.”
    “ Well, they’re animals.”
Nate raised an eyebrow. “And they procreate.”
    “ Oh.” Who knew the word
procreate could be naughty?
    We ate the rest of the bacon while he
told me a little about the farm and the nearby town. “Silver Town
isn’t large, but they do get a lot of tourists. Especially in the
winter.”
    “ Silver Town. I read a
little about it online.” I laughed. “Talk about cheesy. Christmas
Hill, Silver Town, reindeer. It’s like I’ve stepped into a-a book.”
I almost said romance book, but that would mean there was going to
be a happy ending and I didn’t even know if I’d stay here. I had a
life back in Florida. To be honest, when I thought about it, it
really wasn’t much of a life. Except for being close to the beach.
I loved the ocean.
    “ When I first found Silver
Town and Christmas Hill, I thought I’d wondered onto a movie set.
Needless to say, I wasn’t very impressed.” Nate shook his head with
a small smile. “Now I can’t imagine being anywhere
else.”
    “ I dunno. It’s all great
right now, but what about in the summer? Doesn’t it get old?” I
finished my coffee and took the mug to the sink.
    “ I’ve got to run to town
later, why don’t you come with me? Get a good look around.” Nate
put the plate in the sink and looked down at me. There wasn’t much
space between us and I couldn’t help feeling nervous. He was
gorgeous. All brooding eyes and chiseled features. He belonged in a
J. Crew catalogue, not out here in the sticks. Except, that worked
too. He looked like he belonged outside and not in a cubicle
somewhere.
    “ Okay. I have a few things I
need to get.” For some reason my voice came out a little huskier
than usual and I bit my