Virtual Tour + Giveaway: Happy Ever After in Christmas by Debbie Mason

It's beginning to look a lot like love . . .
Christmas, Colorado #7
Debbie Mason
Released: June 28, 2016
Forever Romance

It's beginning to look a lot like love . . .
As her thirtieth birthday approaches, Deputy Jill Flaherty decides it's time to live a little. When she walks into Sawyer Anderson's bar in her sexiest dress, she's not thinking that he's her brother's best friend or about the many women he dated during his years as a pro hockey player. All she's thinking is that it's finally time to confess to her longtime crush how she truly feels.

Sawyer is done being a player on and off the ice. Yet no one in the small town of Christmas seems to believe he's ready to settle down, not Jill, and certainly not Jack, who is determined to keep Sawyer from breaking his little sister's heart. But as Sawyer and Jill's relationship heats up, can he prove that he's her happy ever after?

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Debbie Mason is USA Today bestselling author of the Christmas, Colorado series. Her books have been praised for their "likable characters, clever dialogue and juicy plots" (RT Book Reviews). She also writes historical paranormals as Debbie Mazzuca. Her MacLeod series has received several nominations for best paranormal as well as a Holt Medallion Award of Merit. When she isn't writing or reading, Debbie enjoys spending time with her very own real-life hero, their four wonderful children, an adorable grandbaby, and a yappy Yorkie named Bella.

Sawyer smiled that slow easy smile of his. Even after last night, it still managed to cause Jill’s toes to curl like it always did. "So, how many more weeks do you have to put in before Gage lets you off for good behavior?"
"One." There was a part of her that would miss coming to the nursing home every day, but she could use the extra sleep.
Sawyer glanced at the older men and women as they wandered off to hunt for the knife. He rubbed his hand over his chiseled jaw and manly stubble. "Why exactly do you have them looking for a knife?"
"Murder mystery game. It keeps them active. Makes them use their brains." Relaxing now that Mrs. Sharp was focused on the hunt, Jill called out encouragement, "You're getting warmer, Mrs. Sharp. Real warm." Jill noticed Mr. Applebee looking up at the Aspen trees that bordered a steep slope on the edge of the property. "Mr. Applebee, buddy, you're not even close. Get back here."
The older man turned and shouted at her, "Maybe if you weren't talking about your boyfriend for the last ten minutes, we would have found the murder weapon by now."
Danger, danger. Jill turned to Sawyer and faked a smile. "Better get going or you'll miss the National Anthem. I know how much you like to sing along."
He crossed his arms over his broad chest, the movement putting his biceps on sigh-inducing display. Show-off.  He raised an eyebrow. "What boyfriend is he talking about?"
"Don't listen to him. He's losing it." She gave him a light shove. "Nice seeing you. Say hi to coach for me."
"Her lumbersexual. He sounds wonderful, doesn't he, Alice?" Mrs. Lynn looked to Mrs. Sharp for confirmation, then turned to Sawyer and said loud enough for the entire town of Christmas to hear, "We're so happy she has a beau. We thought she was a lesbian, you know."
Jill blinked. Seriously? She stared straight ahead, refusing to look at Sawyer. No doubt the interrogation would begin once he stopped silently laughing his ass off.
Movement near the statue drew her attention to Mr. Applebee. The older man stuck his hand in the statue's mouth and triumphantly pulled out the plastic knife. There is a God. Jill pumped her fist. "Way to go, Mr. Applebee! Time to celebrate the man of the hour, folks."
Sawyer leaned into her, his warm, spearmint-scented breath caressing her cheek. "You're not getting off the hook that easily, Shortstop," he said, then gently tugged on her ponytail before walking away.
She glanced over her shoulder, following his loose-limbed stride. He pulled his cell phone from the front pocket of his jeans. "Hey Jack, heard something interesting. Jill has a boyfriend. Yeah, I was thinking the same . . ."
Fan-flipping-tastic. Sawyer and her brother wouldn't let up until they knew every last detail. Every last detail about her fake boyfriend.
She needed a real one. Fast.

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