Three years ago Denny broke her heart before heading off to war. But when an accident turns her impromptu visit into an extended stay, Becca finds herself stranded in Virgin River. With Denny. In very close quarters.
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Three years ago Denny broke her heart before heading off to war. But when an accident turns her impromptu visit into an extended stay, Becca finds herself stranded in Virgin River. With Denny. In very close quarters. As the power of Christmas envelops the little town, Becca discovers that the boy she once loved has become a strong and confident man. And the most delicious Christmas present she can imagine. Originally published November in trade paperback and reissued November in mass market paperback.
And…he had been trapped in the Ford truck with his twin sister Becca all day and had had about enough. Then she smiled very sweetly. Do not be a pain in my ass for a week!
Take me with you. Come on, this is a great idea. A little last minute, but come on. Be a sport. He probably has a girlfriend. I mean really — since you guys are good friends and all… And it was a long time ago. He told me to have a good time. A lot of planets had converged at once and she found herself planning, though quickly. First of all, Rich had been talking about this hunting trip for weeks, with good old Denny, the guy she once thought she was going to marry, the guy who broke up with her three years ago.
The guy she still thought about way too much. She had nothing to do besides look for work during the holidays, a dismal prospect, and worry about the fact that Doug was probably leading up to a marriage proposal while the last guy was still on her mind.
All the time. Why did she still think about Denny, dream about him? Was it just wanting what was out of reach rather than appreciating what was right in front of her? When Denny broke up with her before going to Afghanistan she had been devastated. Then she met Doug Carey a year ago, a good looking second year law student, and her mother had been so relieved! Beverly Timm found Doug so much more appropriate for her daughter.
Doug had it all. He was a good guy; Becca enjoyed him. He had a bright future. He came from a successful, financially secure family. He loved her. His family had their own sailboat!! It made absolutely no sense to continue to think about Denny. There was a time when Becca had dreamt of a Christmas proposal and a beautiful ring under the tree. Now she feared it. It would be so wrong. So unfair to both of them. So she had decided.
She was going to force Rich to take her with him to this Virgin River, the place Denny had chosen as his home. They would live happily ever after and the image of Denny would fade, then disappear.
She looked around the town once more as she went up the steps of the log cabin bar where they were all meeting. It was kind of a dumpy old town; the houses were small, a lot of them had peeling paint.
What did these people do for entertainment? For fun? He had friends that were as tight as family. He also had a career, one he had never in his craziest dreams envisioned — he was a farmer! An associate in an organic farm that promised to grow strong and profitable. They were Troy, Dirk and Rich who were like brothers to him during his first hitch, during his deployment to Iraq. Rich got out of the Marines after two years, finished college and was now an engineer who worked for the highway department in San Diego, building freeways and bridges.
All three of these guys loved camping, hiking, fishing, hunting, anything a little rugged. And they would love Virgin River. And since Denny and Becca broke up, the continued friendship put Denny a little too close to all available news about Becca. So, when plans fell together for the four guys, it turned out Thanksgiving week was the best time for everyone. We have duck hunting, fishing and Preacher always serves a big Thanksgiving dinner at the bar.
Troy, Dirk and Rich were due to arrive on the Sunday before Thanksgiving, depart the Sunday following. Life was good. He was happy. Troy and Dirk arrived by four on Sunday afternoon. Not only was Denny on hand at the bar to greet them and serve them up a beer, but both Jack and Preacher made it a point to be around. They practically had the place to themselves. Finally the door to the bar opened and Big Richie stepped inside.
He stood just inside the door and wore a look on his face that Denny could only describe as apologetic. And then she stepped inside right behind him. What the hell? He stood behind the bar, next to Jack, his mouth hanging open.
She lifted her chin and smiled at the gathering. Rich gave a lame shrug. Five-seven, slim build, large blue eyes, her sun-streaked hair pulled back in a clip that left it flouncing in large, loose curls on the back of her head with little wisps around her face.
She was tan, of course. She was a beach bunny. He was in a complete daze. Except for the physical response. He was so glad he was standing behind the bar. Smiling, she walked around her brother and approached the bar. She barely looked at Denny.
She grinned at him as he hung onto her hand. She lifted one shoulder and tilted her head. I need to expand my horizons a little bit. Thanks for including me. Troy leaned an elbow on the bar, his head on his hand. I promise not to get in the way. A bark of laughter came from Colin Riordan, which marked the first time Denny remembered there were others present. Once there, he found himself face to face with a man who could easily top him for fierce, weakening stares.
Were you raised by apes? Then without saying anything, I rejoined the Corps and told her after the fact. For which she was very pissed. So I broke up with her before I deployed so she could date other guys while I was gone. Now Jack wore his upside down, contemplative smile, nodding.
Oh yeah. Start over. Your past has followed you. You have to go out there and apologize. Denny stole a glance at Preacher, who gave a nod. Call a truce or something. Whatever it takes. But what Denny really wanted to do was take off out the back door. No, not true, he thought. And beat the crap out of anyone who tried to get between him and her.
Bring Me Home For Christmas
But once we got through all the necessary and some not so necessary details, and Denny and Becca start to talk about what happened to their relationship, then things started picking up. He reinlisted in the Marines while still grieving, deployed to Afghanistan and, not thinking entirely straight, broke up with Becca, thinking it would be better for her to see other men rather than wait for him. Hurt, angry, prideful and miserable from all the worry Denny put her through, Becca gave him a "Dream on". Things were heading towards marriage And since she was currently unemployed from her schoolteacher job, maybe if she tagged along, faced Denny again after almost 3 years
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