I am so excited to be participating in the HARLEQUIN HOLIDAY BLOG TOUR. Today I am hosting SHEILA ROBERTS’ book CHRISTMAS FROM THE HEART. Be sure to scroll down and grab your copy today!

Christmas from the Heart 

CHRISTMAS FROM THE HEART

 SHEILA ROBERTS

On Sale Date: September 24, 2019
Fiction / Romance / Contemporary 
304 pages


USA TODAY bestselling author Sheila Roberts takes readers to the charming, snowbound town of Pine River in this irresistible holiday romance. Sometimes you need to look beyond the big picture to see what really matters.

Olivia Bergโ€™s charity, Christmas from the Heart, has helped generations of families in need in Pine River, Washington, but this year might be the end of the road. Hightower Enterprises, one of their biggest donors since way back when Oliviaโ€™s grandmother ran the charity, has been taken over by Ebenezer Scrooge the Second, aka CFO Guy Hightower, and heโ€™s declared there will be no more money coming to Christmas from the Heart. Guy is simply being practical. Hightower Enterprises needs to tighten its belt, and when you donโ€™t have money to spare, you donโ€™t have money to share. Youโ€™d think even the pushy Olivia Berg could understand that. With charitable donations dwindling, Oliviaโ€™s Christmas budget depends on Hightowerโ€™s contribution. Sheโ€™s focused her whole life on helping this small town, even putting her love life on hold to support her mission. When Guyโ€™s Maserati breaks down at the edge of the Cascade foothills, heโ€™s relieved to be rescued by a pretty young woman who drives him to the nearby town of Pine River. Until he realizes his rescuer is none other than Olivia Berg. Whatโ€™s a Scrooge to do? Plug his nose and eat fruitcake and hope she doesnโ€™t learn his true identity before he can get out of town. What could go wrong?

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Excerpt: 

He didnโ€™t want to go too far into the future, either. Except maybe he could change it. Maybe he could change her opinยญion of him. His was changing toward her. Olivia Berg, he was coming to realize, was something special.
They played out a few hands, the score remaining close. Until the last hand. Oh yeah, luck was being a lady tonight. He stuck Livi with thirty points and that won the game for him.
She looked stunned. โ€œI canโ€™t believe you beat me.โ€
โ€œWell, you know what they say. Pride goes before a fall,โ€ he teased.
She stuck out her lower lip. Oh yeah, he was ready for that kiss. โ€œHey now, no pouting just because Iโ€™m not makยญing breakfast.โ€
โ€œYou got lucky.โ€
Oh, how heโ€™d like to get lucky. โ€œOkay, time to pay up.โ€
Her cheeks turned pink again.
โ€œI promise Iโ€™ll make it painless,โ€ he murmured with a smile.
He leaned across the table and she did the same. Then he slipped a hand behind her neck and drew her to him. He could smell that peppermint perfume. Her hair was so soft. So were her lips and they tasted like hot chocolate. She sighed into the kiss and he let the moment stretch out, threading his fingers through her hair. Her hands slipped up to the nape of his neck, her fingers soft and warm against his skin.
He could have gone on like that all night, moving them away from the table and out onto that living room couch, deepening their kiss, pulling her close, enjoying the feel of her curves, inhaling her scent. But that wouldnโ€™t have been right. Even what he was doing was sure to put him on Santaโ€™s naughty list for life.
It had been worth it though. He pulled back. โ€œYouโ€™re a good loser. And a good kisser,โ€ he added, making her cheeks turn pink. โ€œNow, you have to have had other men tell you that,โ€ he said.
She shrugged.
โ€œThereโ€™s been no one special?โ€
โ€œIn college. And Morris and I once, when we were younger. Butโ€ฆโ€ She sighed. โ€œI donโ€™t know what Iโ€™m waiting for.โ€
โ€œThe right one?โ€ Someone who deserved her. Which inยญstantly disqualified him.
โ€œI guess. How about you?โ€
โ€œI thought I was in love once. Turned out I was wrong.โ€
Okay, they were wandering into chick territory. Next theyโ€™d be sharing their every heartbreak. He stood. โ€œIโ€™ve had enough sitting. How about a walk?โ€
She smiled up at him. โ€œI love walking in the snow.โ€
Of course she did. He sensed a holiday movie scene comยญing up.
Sure enough. The scene came to life when she turned on the Christmas lights and they stepped outside. Between her house and the neighbors, the street looked like a set on the Universal back lot. A light snow was falling to add to the alยญready-thick white coat frosting yards and houses. Rooflines, bushes and trees all dripped with colored lights like jewels on a womanโ€™s neck.
The woman he was with needed no jewels. Her smile sparยญkled more than any diamond ever could.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

USA Today best-selling author Sheila Roberts lives on a lake in the Pacific Northwest. Her novels have been published in several languages. Her book, Angel Lane, was an Amazon Top Ten Romance pick for 2009. Her holiday perennial, On Strike for Christmas, was made into a movie for the Lifetime Movie Network and her novel, The Nine Lives of Christmas, was made into a movie for Hallmark. You can visit Sheila on Twitter and Facebook or on her website (http://www.sheilasplace.com).

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