Today's post is an excerpt and giveaway of Ride a Cowboy; Save a Horse by Honey Jans!
Ride
a Cowboy; Save a Horse
by Honey
Jans
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Savanna Brown returns to Wyoming
to save the reputation of the cowboy she ran away from on their wedding night.
She makes the ranch owner an offer he can’t refuse if he wants to hang onto his
ranch. She’ll pretend to come back to him until the talk dies down, then she’ll
be on her way. Rafe Halliday is thrilled that his plan to lure his bride back
to his place has worked. Now all he has to do is focus on getting sexy Savanna
back into his bed where he figured their links of passion, love, and sex will
complete their bond. But will love happen with evil forces trying to tear them
apart? To find out lasso a copy of, “Save a Horse; Ride a Cowboy,” today. It’s
sure to singe your lariat.
Excerpt:
“You’re going to do what?”
Savanna Brown gazed at the mutinous expression
on her cousin’s pretty mahogany face, willing her to understand. “Rafe's
reputation is in shreds since I left. I need, deep in my soul, to set things
right. Please try to understand, Raven, I have to go back.”
“Back into
the lion's den.” Raven shook her head her dark curls shaking as she closed the
door of her at her law office. “Listen to me, cuz. You'll be going on a fool's
errand. You don't think the man will actually take you back with open arms
after you deserted him on your wedding night three weeks ago do you?”
“Rafe's
housekeeper is going on a long deserved vacation. I'm all set to fill in for
her at the ranch.”
“So she's
the one who's been feeding you all these gloom and doom stories about him.”
Raven scowled. “It could be a set up you know.”
“No, Rafe's
not that devious.” Savanna added sadly, “He can't even tell a decent white lie.
That's how I found out that he doesn't really love me. He only married me
because of my family connections.”
Raven shook
her head. “You, a housekeeper? I can't picture it.”
Savanna
shrugged. “How hard can it be? You mop a few floors, open a few cans. I should
even have enough spare time to finish the series of endangered species photos I
was working on. It's the best work I've ever done and my editor said it could
lead to some prestigious work.”
“That's
just an excuse, Savanna, and you know it. You aren't responsible for ruining
the cowboy any more than your mother was responsible for ruining your father.
That was all our grumpy old grandfather's imagination. You can't fix the past
by doing this.”
“That's not
why.” Savanna noted Raven’s disbelief and sighed. “Maybe that's part of it, but
the plain truth is I love the hardheaded, stubborn cowboy and I can't see his
life ruined.”
“Somebody’s
sure in an all fired hurry, boss.”
Rafe leaned
forward in his rocker. His fatigue after a long dusty day on the range melted
as he watched the silver Jeep Cherokee kick up a plume of dust in its wake. It
sped toward them down the long ranch driveway. “It's the wife.”
“Wife.”
Zeke Taylor, his ranch foreman, made the word sound like a curse. “I can't
believe she has the guts to show her face around here after hightailing it on
your wedding night.”
Rafe noted
the sour expression on Zeke's wizened face, but ignored it. This wasn't up for
debate. “I want you to spread the word. She's to be treated with respect.”
“I don't
get it. The woman runs roughshod over you and you're going to lay out the red
carpet for her.”
“Don't
worry about it, Zeke.” Rafe smiled, adding confidently, “I've got everything
under control this time around.”
“What you
plannin' to do, sweet talk her into sticking around this time?” Zeke scowled
and spat on the ground.
Rafe shook
his head, his jaw tightening. “No, it'll take more than sweet talk to bind a
fierce saddle shy filly like Savanna to my side. Don't you worry, I've got her
figured out and before she knows it I'll have her tied to my side.”
Zeke slowly
got up from the creaky rocker, slapping his battered Stetson against his leg.
“I hope you know what you're doing, boy.”
“So do I,”
Rafe said softly as he watched Zeke stomp toward the bunk house. He had to make
this work. His future depended on it.
The Jeep
came to a halt amid a cloud of dust. The inevitability of the moment hit him
hard. He never doubted that one day Savanna would return, and when she did he
would be the one in control. But first, he planned to extract a little payback
before they settled down to domestic bliss. Savanna got out of the jeep and
Rafe swallowed the lump in his throat. Dying embers of the sun caught the red
highlights in her tawny dark hair turning it to molten fire and made her mocha
skin look like the finest silk.
As she
walked toward him, Rafe admired her ethnic beauty anew struck by the confident
way she moved. That was what had attracted him in the first place six short
weeks ago when she'd come to the area to shoot a series on the Grand Teton
wildlife.
Rafe noted
the proud angle of her chin and the keen intelligence in her sparkling golden
eyes, passed down from her gypsy mother he’d heard her say. Dealing with her was
going to be a challenge. And oh, how he loved challenges. The first moment they
met, he'd known he had to have her and he almost had until she ran off on their
wedding night. Three weeks later he still wasn't sure what spooked her, but he
knew the best way to treat a spooked filly was put blinders on her. Instead,
Rafe put up a blinder of a small white lie. Sure it was true that there'd been
unmerciful gossip, but he could take it. And yes, his expansion loan had been
turned down but there were ways to keep from selling up.
About the Author:
Honey Jans lives in a small Midwestern town with her husband
and true inspiration. She is a born romantic with an extraordinarily vivid, yet
kinky, imagination. Honey loves writing
erotica and hopes that her stories add a little spice to her readers lives.
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