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    Roger
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    Roger
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    Roger

    By SJD Peterson

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    Texas native Colt Burrow isn’t happy about his third cold, lonely Christmas in frozen Michigan. But when fate sends him a gift in the form of an abandoned puppy, he can’t keep his heart from melting. With the puppy’s companionship, he doesn’t feel so isolated anymore, and the holidays don’t seem as bleak. He even finds enough Christmas spirit to take Roger tree shopping. But just when Colt’s starting to hope Roger’s owner doesn’t show up… he does, and Colt doesn’t want to say goodbye.

    Will Roger end up being Colt’s Christmas heartbreak… or his Christmas miracle?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDreamspinner Press
    Release dateDec 20, 2017
    ISBN9781635339994
    Roger
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    SJD Peterson

    SJD Peterson, better known as Jo, is an Amazon bestselling and award winning author of gay romance. Her books have received starred reviews in USA Today. Jo currently lives in Greenville, South Carolina, having had enough of the Michigan winters to last her a lifetime. She has no idea where she’ll end up next but wherever she goes, it will be snow and ice-free. If you want to know more about Jo or when her next book will come out, please visit her website at www.sjdpeterson.com. Facebook: www.facebook.com/SJD.Peterson Twitter: @SJDPeterson Email: sjdpeterson@gmail.com

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      Roger - SJD Peterson

      Table of Contents

      Blurb

      Dedication

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Epilogue

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      About the Author

      By SJD Peterson

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      Roger

      By SJD Peterson

      Texas native Colt Burrow isn’t happy about his third cold, lonely Christmas in frozen Michigan. But when fate sends him a gift in the form of an abandoned puppy, he can’t keep his heart from melting. With the puppy’s companionship, he doesn’t feel so isolated anymore, and the holidays don’t seem as bleak. He even finds enough Christmas spirit to take Roger tree shopping. But just when Colt’s starting to hope Roger’s owner doesn’t show up… he does, and Colt doesn’t want to say goodbye.

      Will Roger end up being Colt’s Christmas heartbreak… or his Christmas miracle?

      To all those who love their furbabies… this is for you. Merry Christmas!

      Chapter One

      A STIFF northern wind blew, sending a shiver to race down Colt Burrow’s spine. He drew his coat tighter around him, put his head down, and quickened his steps. After spending the first twenty-eight years of his life in Texas, he was sure there was no chance in hell he’d ever get used to Michigan’s bitterly cold winters. This was the third year in a row dealing with the frigid season, and it hurt his face, stole his breath, and tightened his muscles just as painfully as the first one. It might be stunning to see, especially when the sun glinted off new-fallen snow, but Colt was beginning to think he’d prefer to have a nice photo of such beauty rather than actually having to endure it. Why? Why would anyone want to live somewhere where going outside hurt his or her face? It was nuts! Yet here he was, so….

      After his five-year relationship with Frank ended, Colt was reminded of his failures every time he’d run into Frank—one of the major drawbacks of living in a small town. It might not have been so bad if Frank had been as miserable as Colt was. However, within a couple of weeks after Frank had packed his bags and walked out on Colt with no explanation, Frank had moved on. Seeing him laughing and chatting with his new man had simply been too much for Colt to handle. That same night, he’d sent out his résumé, and within a month, he was Dow’s newest chemical engineer and living in Midland, Michigan.

      In bitterly cold Midland, Michigan, he clarified.

      At the corner, he looked both ways—the coast clear—and ran across the road. Salty slush soaked his shoes and splashed on his pants. Colt cursed under his breath. Everything seemed to irritate him as of late, and not just the crappy weather. All the fuss of the holiday irked him, especially all the bright lights and colorful decorations. He rolled his eyes as he passed his neighbor’s house. It was a small ranch; did they seriously need to deck the halls over every square inch? The interior was probably just as ridiculously decorated. Trudging up the snow-covered walkway to his dark house, he pulled his keys from his pocket, unlocked the deadbolt, and stepped inside. A warm blast of air hit him, and he quickly shut the door and leaned against it. He blew out a heavy breath, relieved to be hidden within his house and able to shut out the world. In his current mood, he wasn’t able to deal with people or the holiday or… the world. The real kicker was, he didn’t understand why he was so cranky. He’d always loved the holiday season. It had been a special time of year when he was growing up. His mom and dad never believed in the commercialization of it, so there was no emphasis on Santa Claus or going in debt to stack an absurd amount of gifts beneath the tree. Nor were they overly religious, but they truly believed in the giving spirit of the season and instilled it in Colt and his younger brother, Shane. Doing for others was the true joy of Christmas.

      It shouldn’t matter that there were no presents under the tree; he hadn’t even put one up. Not so much as a single colorful bulb lit up his house—there were no decorations at all, in fact. He knew all too well the power of giving and should focus on that, but he just wasn’t feeling it this year. Hell, he hadn’t enjoyed the past two Christmases either. There was something painfully sad about spending the holidays alone. He knew he was being selfish, concentrating on himself rather than others, but dammit, he missed his friends, his family, the warm weather, and salt- and slush-free streets.

      Pushing away from the door, Colt shrugged out of his coat and hung it on the hook. He bent and untied his shoes, wrinkling his

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