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Lily's Lessons by Melinda Barron
Eleven years ago, Lily was in an accident that killed her mother and seriously injured her. Her father blamed on her and said he never wanted to see her again. Now, Joe Park has become injured in a fall from his horse. He needs Lily's help around the family's ranch. At the urging of her sisters, Lily reluctantly comes home to Texas.

She and her father clash, and she soon regrets her decision. She especially regrets it after Chase Hamilton, her father's foreman, lets her know that her nasty attitude won't be tolerated. And he has just the right way to correct her behavior.

No Laughing Matter by Miranda George
Jaide Templeton was always a prankster, but while home from college on summer break, the jokes intensify. Her parents and the ranch hands are none too happy about her new shenanigans, but she just keeps right on doing them.

Wesley Ford has worked at Templeton's Alley for years. He's watched Jaide grow from a teenager to a beautiful young woman. When he unwittingly becomes the butt of one of her jokes, he knows how to punish her for her behavior. By spanking her.

But, when the jokes continue, Wes tries and find out exactly what is wrong with Jaide, and how it can be rectified.

So Not a Cowgirl by Starla Kaye
Tanya Montrose was sexually harassed by her former boss and falsely accused of ruining his marriage. Men are seriously on her bad list. Her best friend invites her to Kansas so she can work for her older brother on his ranch. If Tanya didn’t need the job so badly, she’d refuse. The man gives all new meaning to the word “hot.” She doesn’t need that kind of temptation after what she’s gone through. And he doesn’t want her there, even if he does need a good accountant. Plus he tells her that he has a lot of rules and time schedules, and that she will be expected to follow them or face consequences.

Drew Weatherford is worn out from the stress of running a ranch, an animal rescue foundation, and trying to keep up with the books. Then his sister shows up with her friend and informs him Tanya is the answer to his bookkeeping problems. Maybe so, but she’s more temptation than he wants. She’s the exact opposite of his two ex-wives and so not his type of woman. Really. Not his type. A month. He’ll give her a month.

Larkin's Cowboy by Kira Barcelo
When Larkin Gregory arrives at her sister's house in the (very) small town of Santo Pueblo Texas, her intention is to take a Thanksgiving vacation break from her life in New York and then return to the city to patch things up with her boyfriend Eric. In spite of the fact that Larkin's sister, brother-in-law, niece and nephew are her only remaining close family, she KNOWS she could never live outside the hustle and bustle of New York. She doesn't think much of small town life.

Then she meets real-life cowboy Adam McLeod, and her perspective changes.

Count This Cowboy In by Misty Malone
Trevor is suddenly running a large ranch on his own after the sudden death of his parents in a plane crash. The ranching is not a problem, but he has no clue how to keep the books or run the office and is frustrated when Sam shows up at his door looking for a job as a bookkeeper. She is familiar with his bookkeeping program and when she quickly gets his past due bills paid for him, he hires her on the spot.

She soon comes across a mystery in his books, though, and sets out to investigate. After finally getting her to talk about her past, he hears something that doesn't sound right to him and hires his old friend, who is now a private detective, and they do some investigating of their own.

The feisty little redhead sure knows how to get under his skin, but she also works her way into his heart. Her temper doesn't scare him off like it did other men because he has his own special way of dealing with her tantrums. It may be effective, but she's not sure she can live with his unique way of showing her how much he cares.

Lily's Lessons by Melinda Barron

Chapter One

Lily Park pulled her rental car into a rest stop and stepped outside into the warm June air.

Texas. She was home again after eleven years. Home. Could it really be called home? She hadn’t felt welcome in her father’s house since after her mother had died. And here she was, heading back to his house at the urging of her sisters.

“Lily, you have to come home,” Saffron had said with the air of the eldest sister. “Father broke his leg and his arm in a fall from Buster. Daisy and I both have families that we need to take care of. You don’t have a job or a family. You need to come home and care for him.”

Lily had blustered at her words. “Just because I don’t have a job right now doesn’t mean I can just pick up and move back home. I do have a life you know.”

“What type of life? Spending your trust fund by living life to its fullest on the Rivera? Being screwed by playboys? Does your family mean nothing to you? You’ve never even met four of your nieces and nephews. Don’t you think it’s time you quit running and came back home?”

Lily hadn’t had an answer for her. It was true that she hadn’t met half of her nieces and nephews. And her nephew Bart had been just a baby when she’d left Texas eleven years ago. But it was because of her father that she’d left. Why should she be forced now to go back and take care of him?

“Hire a nurse,” she’d said. “I’ll pay for it.”

She’d heard Saffron’s sigh of exasperation over the phone lines. “You know father. He doesn’t want a nurse. He wants one of us.”

“Even if that ‘one of us’ is me?”

Saffron sighed again. “Even if it’s you. Please come home Lily, we need you.”

And now here she was, sitting in a rest stop staring at the green trees and at the hills. She’d loved Texas, still did if truth were told. But she knew when she left at age 21 that she couldn’t live here, live this near her father. Her heart beat rapidly as she sat down on a picnic table and took a deep drink of her tea. In an hour, or less, she’d turn her car through the gates of Park’s Bar III, drive over the cattle guard and wind her way through to the ranch house.

Would her father be waiting with baited breath for the prodigal daughter to return? Or would he spit on her the moment she came inside? She took another drink of tea, wishing for the second time that day that she’d opted to buy beer at the convenience store she’d stopped at in Austin. It would be easier to face her father with a few beers under her belt.

A pickup truck pulled up next to her and a tall cowboy exited. He smiled at her as he tipped his hat. “Afternoon, ma’am. Y’all doing OK?”

She nodded back and said yes and he sauntered up to the restrooms, his jean-clad behind causing Lily to smile. Ah, cowboys in tight jeans. Now that was one thing she’d missed. She herself hadn’t worn a pair of jeans in eleven years, not even designer ones. They would remind her too much of what she’d left behind, of the father that hated her for killing his wife.

Lily shook her head to clear her thoughts. She took her shoulder-length blond hair and twisted it into a knot at the nape of her neck. She wasn’t accomplishing anything by sitting around and feeling sorry for herself. She needed to get going. It was still another twenty-five miles to the Bar III and she’d told Saffron she’d be there before dinner.

She finished her tea and threw the container in the trash. Then for good measure she waited for the cowboy to come back to his truck so she could enjoy the front view too. It was just as fine as the back view and she’d smiled again. Oh how she’d missed Texas cowboys.


“I’m Bart, and this is Mark,” the young boy looked at Lily questioningly. “Mom says that you’re going to be living with paw-paw. Do you know how to ride a horse, Aunt Lily?”

Lily felt herself shiver. All of Saffron’s boys were blond, just like their parents. And they talked as much as their mother. And who was paw-paw? She couldn’t believe that her father would allow his grandchildren to call him paw-paw.

She raised her eyes at Daisy who smiled in return. “Yes, the man who wouldn’t let us call him anything but father now likes to be called paw-paw, amazing huh? And he likes for us to call him dad.”

Lily stared at her very pregnant sister. “You’ve gotta be kidding me. Did y’all have him checked to make she he wasn’t possessed by aliens or something? And, by the way Saffron didn’t tell me you were expecting again. When are you due?”

“Six weeks, thank the Lord,” Daisy whispered. “I don’t think I could stand another Texas summer while pregnant. At least the baby will be here by the middle of July and I’ll be me again when the heat of August hits.”

“And no, Lily, he’s not possessed,” Daisy said softly. “He’s changed over the last eleven years. You need to get to know him.”

Lily looked down as she felt someone tugging on her sleeve.

“You didn’t answer my question,” Bart said. He and Mark were studying Lily as if she was a science experiment. “Can you ride a horse?”

“It’s been a while but I think I can remember,” Lily said. “How about yourself?”

Bart nodded enthusiastically, as did Mark. “Mom taught us to ride when we were five. We come out every weekend because we keep our horses here. Paw-paw gave each of us a horse for our seventh birthday.”

Lily felt a lump form in her throat. Just like he did with us, she thought. “He did that for me, too,” she said. “My horse’s name was Jimmy. What’s yours?”

“Mine is Stevie, and Mark’s is Hopper. James’ horse is Winney. Ben doesn’t have one yet cause he’s only three.” Bart pulled on Lily’s arm, pulling her toward the door. “Come and see, come and see.”

A loud voice stopped them both in their tracks. “Bart you give your aunt time to get herself settled. You can show her your horses when you come back this weekend. For now your mother wants to eat so you can get back on the road to Winston.”

Lily looked at her father and smiled uneasily. He’d greeted her happily enough but she was nervous to think what would happen when everyone was gone and the big house was filled with only the two of them. The last time they’d been alone together they’d screamed and yelled and Lily had packed and left, and never been back.

And what had happened since? Saffron now had four boys and Daisy had two girls, with another one on the way. And her stern father now liked to be called dad, and paw-paw. Had she entered an alternate universe?

The housekeeper, Mrs. Chisholm, stepped out of the kitchen long enough to announce that dinner was ready. Lily watched as Saffron’s husband, James, and Daisy’s husband, Ty, helped her father up out of his chair and into the dining room.

“It’s not as bad as it looks,” he growled at Lily as she stared at him. “You don’t have to worry about too much. Mrs. Chisholm will take care of most everything.”

The trio moved into the dining room and Lily pulled on Saffron’s arm. “If Mrs. Chisholm takes care of ‘most everything’ how come it was so important that I hurry home?”

“Because Mrs. Chisholm has other duties also,” Saffron said. “She has to cook breakfast and lunch for the hands so she can’t leave the ranch to take father into Austin for doctor’s appointments. You’ll need to sit with him in the mornings while she’s busy. After that most of your afternoons and evenings should be clear.”

Lily shook her head and then smiled. Her father had one of the largest, and most successful cattle operations in the area. And yet he still did things the old fashioned way, serving his hands breakfast and lunch at the main house.

“And how many hands are there now?” Lily asked.

“Twenty-two,” Saffron answered. “Father told me to tell you that one of the hand’s houses is empty and you can stay there if you like, or you can stay in the main house. It’s your choice.”

The idea of having a house of her own made Lily smile. She had an apartment in London, but it was crowded. Being in a house would be fun.

“Which house?”

“Number two,” Saffron said, “right next to the foreman’s house. You’ll like him. His name’s Chase Hamilton. Fills out his jeans rather nicely if you know what I mean.”

The sisters laughed and moved into the dining room. The large table was filled with laughing children and Lily stared at her father, who was grinning at something five-year-old Riley had said. Saffron had exaggerated his injuries too. His arm and leg weren’t broken; it was more like his wrist and his ankle. The casts were not near the size of the full-body casts that Saffron had described.

Lily looked at her and raised her eyebrows.

“So I told a few white lies, sue me,” Saffron said. “We wanted you to come back. You’ve been gone too long Lily. You need to get to know your father again before it’s too late.”


Chase Hamilton undid the cinch and lifted his horse’s saddle off his back.

“There you go Jonah old pal. Hope I wasn’t too hard on you today.”

The paint whinnied in response and shook his mane. Chase laughed and pulled off the blanket. Putting both pieces of equipment in their proper places in the tack room he picked up a brush and began grooming his horse.

“Heard that old man Park’s daughter is home,” a voice called out from behind him. “Wonder if she’s the looker that the other two are.”

Chase turned to find Josh Stevens standing in the opening of the stall. The young ranch hand was holding his horse’s reins in one hand and blanket in the other.

“Even if she is, she’s still too old for you,” Chase answered, turning back to continue his brushing.

“Yea, but I bet she could teach me some things,” Josh said. “You know she’s been living in Europe. We could have a Mrs. Robinson thing going on, with some European flare.”

Chase shook his head and smiled at the young ranch hand. “Barely twenty one years old and wanting to hit on the boss’ daughter. Don’t you think you ought to save yourself for someone a little younger than the daughter? From what I’ve heard she’s gotta be in her thirties.”

Chase didn’t add what else he’d heard, that the missing daughter was a real bitch who left because she couldn’t get along with her father, or any other member of the family.

“Yea, well I’m still gonna throw my hat in the ring,” Josh said. “Maybe I could end up owning this place one day.”

He moved toward the tack room and Chase laughed. “This woman’s way out of your league, Josh.” Chase’s voice carried throughout the barn. “I suggest that you just turn your attentions toward little Mazy Thomas, who I saw checking you out last week at the Lazy Q.”

Josh threw his tack in the room and ran back to the stall. “Mazy was checking me out? Are you sure? Shit man, what I wouldn’t give for a piece of that.”

Chase laughed. “Fickle little bastard, aren’t ya? Well Romeo, before you try for either of these fair maidens you get your ass in there and put your tack where it belongs.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Josh said. “Then maybe I’ll head to the Lazy Q after dinner. I could use a beer or two. Wanna go?”

Chase shook his head. “It’s been a long day kid, and this old cowboy needs to put his feet up. You let me know how things turn out with Mazy. But don’t forget you’re expected at work at seven a.m. Don’t be late.”

Josh ran out after putting up his tack and Chase shook his head. The kid knew better. He needed to groom his horse and check the horse’s hooves at the end of the day. Since Josh was the only unmarried hand, besides himself, Chase was sure that he was skimming dinner from one of the married couples before heading in town to the bar. He’d have to find him before he left and remind him to care for his horse.

Chase finished brushing Jonah, and then checked his hooves for foreign objects. He put more hay in the stall and as a treat he half-filled a feeder bag with sweet corn and hung it on the side of the stall.

“Eat up buddy, and enjoy yourself.” He patted Jonah on his withers and then headed out of the barn and started toward his house. It had been a long day and he needed to eat and then talk to Joe as he’s done at the end of every day since his boss had broken his bones.

Maybe he’d even catch a glimpse of the new girl in town. Hopefully Josh was right and she was a pretty as her sisters. And hopefully everyone else was wrong and she wasn’t a royal bitch.


James and Ty had carried Lily’s suitcases down to the open house. She didn’t have much, only two suitcases of clothes. Everything else was still in her London apartment.

She turned and watched her father wobble out onto the porch and wave goodbye to his daughters and their families. When they were gone an uneasy silence filled the air.

“If you need anything you let me know,” her father said, turning back toward the main house. “I had Agnes stock the refrigerator with plenty of food. And I had Saffron buy you a horse, a beautiful paint mare that she named Chay. I hope that you like her.”

His voice was soft, and then he turned and stared off into the growing darkness and squared his shoulders. “I’d like you to come back up to the house around nine. Breakfast is early, at seven. You’re not required to be here for that, but if you’re not here then you’re on your own for food until lunch. I’d appreciate a ride down to the barn around ten so I can check things out. You can use the golf cart for that. I try to sleep for a few hours after lunch, and then want to go back to the barn again to check on things. You’ll be expected here for that trip also.”

Lily huffed. Her father’s stocking of the refrigeration and buying her a new horse had been sweet. She’d actually thought that he cared. Then he started in on his laundry list of what she had to do during the day.

She could feel her gray eyes clouding over with every word her father spoke.

“Anything else? Since you’re treating me like the hired help I guess you’ll have more instructions for me. Do I have regularly scheduled breaks? Weekends off? Do I need to fill out paperwork? You want to take blood? Drug test? Give me a curfew?”

Lily immediately wished she could take the words back. One of her main problems was that she spoke without thinking first. She could see the hurt in her father’s face.

“I’m sorry that my accident forced you out of your party lifestyle.” Her father’s voice was harsh. “If you want to leave you know the road out. I can hire a nurse.”

“Oh no, a nurse is not good enough for the great Joe Park. Saffron told me that. Don’t worry father, I’ll do my daughterly duties for a while and take care of you, then I’ll get out of your life again.”

“I don’t want you to do anything because you think it’s your duty, Lily. I want you to do it because you care about me. Do you Lily, do you care about me? Do you care about anyone but yourself?”

Before she could answer he turned and headed toward the door. A man’s voice stopped him.

“Joe? Sorry to interrupt but I do need to discuss some of today’s events with you.”

Lily turned her angry eyes toward the voice and stared. The most gorgeous man she’d ever seen in her life was standing before her. Six foot two inches of cowboy. Well toned muscles showing beneath his shirt and jeans. Dark brown hair shoulder length hair speckled with gray. Dark brown eyes. Full beard and moustache neatly trimmed.

Lily felt her knees go weak. The newcomer had his hat in his hand and was giving Lily a wary look.

“Chase, this is my daughter Lily. Lily this is my foreman, Chase. He’s your neighbor so do me a favor, be nice to him.”

Her father’s words broke her concentration and Lily frowned at the two men before turning toward her new house.

“In your dreams,” she said over her shoulder. “I’m sure he’s already heard that I’m a big-mouthed brat. So I might as well keep up appearances.”

She could hear her father sputtering an apology to the newcomer but Lily didn’t care. Coming home to Texas had obviously been a bad idea.


Chase placed his hat on the table and sat down in his easy chair. Joe had been in a foul mood when he’d arrived and things hadn’t improved. Mrs. Chisholm had brought the pair a few beers and they’d discussed cattle and horses.

As he’d stood to leave Joe had again apologized for his daughter’s behavior. “She’s had a tough life. I blamed her for some things and said some things to her that I never should have said.”

Chase went into the kitchen and opened two more beers. He brought them back and sat down again.

“Wanna tell me what’s eating at the two of ya?”

Joe took a swig of his beer and sat it down with a thunk.

“You know my wife died in a car accident eleven years ago?”

When Chase nodded Joe continued.

“Miranda was the light of my life,” Joe said, sadness in his voice. “She was happy no matter what. Always smiling, always spreading joy. Kinda like Daisy. A very, very rich woman who married a poor cowboy, against her daddy’s wishes, and helped him build an empire.”

Joe took another swig of his beer and stared at the floor. “Lily was driving the car when the accident happened. Tire blew out. Nobody’s fault really but my own. I shoulda kept the tires in perfect condition. Miranda died instantly. Lily spent a month in the hospital. She didn’t even get to go to her mother’s funeral.”

Chase drank his beer and remained silent, seeing the pain in the other man’s eyes. “But the worst part about it was that in my grief I blamed Lily. Told her she’d killed her mother. Told her she killed the only thing I’ve ever loved.”

“Of course it wasn’t true,” Joe drank down another gulp. “I love my girls, always have. But Miranda’s death drove me over the edge for a long time. Three months after the accident Lily left for London. My anger and harsh words drove her away. And she’s never come back, until tonight. And now she hates me. She didn’t even hug me when she came in. The only reason she’s here is because Saffron made it look like I was dying.”

Chase shook his head. “If she came because she thought you were dying she still cares about you.”

But Joe just sat and stared at the ground. “No, it’ll never be the same. She was always headstrong, but my anger turned her into a, well, a...”

“A brat who doesn’t care about anyone else’s feelings,” Chase said softly. “I think there’s a good person inside her. She’s just hurt, as you were. You two need to sit and chat and work things out. Want me to hogtie her for ya?”

Joe had laughed and declined.

Now, Chase sat and stared at his empty fireplace. Joe Park was a good man. Tough yes, but still a good man. Chase hated to see him in a stew because of an eleven-year-old misunderstanding. And that’s what it was, a misunderstanding. The girl couldn’t hold Joe libel for something he’d said in his grief.

She was a pretty little thing, though. About five foot five inches tall, blond hair and beautiful gray eyes. He was still angry over the things he’d heard her say to Joe. She needed to be nicer, that was for sure. Joe Park had enough on his mind right now. He didn’t need a snotty little brat to make things worse. The more he thought, the madder he got.

Chase stopped in the middle of pulling off his boot and shook his head. He pulled it back on and stood, anger clouding his judgment. He went outside and turned toward the house where he knew Lily Park was staying. Lights shone in the windows.

He knocked on the door and waited for a few moments before knocking again.

When Lily finally pulled the door open Chase was royally pissed. He pushed his way inside despite her sputtering.

“You need to learn how to respect your father,” he said harshly.

Lily stared at him, her hands on her hips. “I beg your pardon? And what business is it of yours to barge in here and give me orders? You’re only the hired help. Get the hell out, NOW!”

Chase took a step toward her, his anger burning deep inside him. “Isn’t that what you just told your father, that you felt like the hired help?”

Lily took a step back as her own words were thrown back into her face.

“Let me tell you something Little Missy, your father is a good man.” When Lily started to speak Chase pulled her close and placed his hand over her mouth. “You just listen. Your little attitude really upset him tonight, and I don’t like to see him upset. He has enough to deal with right now. He doesn’t need you clouding things up more.”

Lily squirmed in Chase’s arms but he kept his hand in place. “You need to march your little ass up there and apologize, right now.”

Chase’s voice was steely and Lilly’s eyes were flashing when he was done with his little speech.

Then, Lily shook her head and opened her mouth and bit the palm of Chase’s hand. He released her suddenly, pushing her back so that she fell flat on her backside, giving a resounding “oof” as she landed.

“You little bitch, you bit me.” Chase’s anger hung in the air. He brought his hand up to his face and examined the wound.

“And you, you arrogant bastard are butting into something that you know nothing about,” Lily stood up and stared at him. His anger made his brown eyes darken and Lily actually felt her knees go weak.

Then she shook her head and stepped back again. “Get out of my house Mr. Hamilton, before I call the sheriff.”

Chase laughed. “You better be glad you didn’t draw blood Little Missy, or you’d regret it.”

Lily threw back her head and laughed. “It’s your fault! You’re the one who butt into things you know nothing about and try to scare me for defending myself? You stormed your way into MY house and manhandled me! You deserved to be bitten. I’m just sorry that I didn’t draw blood.”

“You just listen to me, Little Missy; we were doing fine here without you, and we don’t need you messing things up with your crappy attitude. So you can just turn it around, hear me? You will apologize to your father or you will answer to me.”

Chase started toward the door and Lily laughed at him. “Answer to you? What are you going to do? Spank me?”

Chase turned around and took a few steps into the room. Lily could see anger flashing from his eyes.

“Don’t tempt me, Lily, don’t tempt me.”



No Laughing Matter by Mirnda George

Chapter One

Near San Antonio, Texas

Jaide Templeton bent down to check the narrow rope. It was perfectly strung between the poles in the barn, just inches above the ground. When that idiot Stan Walker came in to get some tack, he would end up flat on his face, just where he belonged. And she knew Stan would be the next one in the tack room. Everyone else had already been in. Their horses were saddled and they were ready to work for the day.

Only Stan, who had been drunk at Lucky’s Place last night, wasn’t in yet. He would stumble in here, hung over, and pay for ruining the joke she’d tried to play on Mattie. It had just been a little thing, some salt in her beer. She would have gotten nothing more than a horrible taste in her mouth. And Jaide would have bought her a new one. The joke wouldn’t have hurt anyone.

But no, in an effort to impress her and try to get her into bed, Stan had to tell Mattie what Jaide had done. Jaide hadn’t expected Mattie to get mad, but she had. And now, Stan would pay for that, for surely it was his fault Mattie was mad, not Jaide’s.

She moved to a corner of the room that couldn’t be seen from the doorway, wishing he would hurry up. But then again, she was glad he was late. And, she was happy she could be around to see him fall flat on his face, for that’s exactly what he deserved.

The minutes seemed to crawl by. Jaide glanced at her watch. It was now almost eight o’clock and Stan was really late. She sighed, figuring that maybe he was too hung over to work. Maybe she should take the string down and try for tomorrow morning. But tomorrow morning, there was no telling who would be around with Stan was, and there was too much chance of tripping someone else. She needed to think of a different idea, a different way to get back at him.

That wouldn’t be hard. After all, Jaide was a master at practical jokes. She’d been playing them on unsuspecting ranch hands all summer long. It sure made the time go faster. She had another six weeks before she had to go back to Austin, to start her sophomore year at the University. Surely she could think of some way to get back at Stan before then. What she needed to do, she figured, was find a way to make it so that he tripped and fell into the horse trough. It would be fun to see him wet, and stumbling through the dirt.

She made to move from her hiding place, stopping when a noise from the front of the barn reached her ears. A smile lit up her face. He was here. Finally. She crouched back down, the better for her to see his face when he was trying to figure out exactly what happened to him.

He was moving toward the tack room now, slowly but surely. She hoped his head hurt, and in a few more minutes, other parts of his body hurt, as well. She saw boots turn into the doorway. She didn’t dare lift her eyes to his face for fear of discovery. A few seconds later she watched his boot come into contact with the rope.

A loud expletive left his lips, and then he tumbled forward, slamming against the hard, wooden surface of the floor with a loud oomph. She laughed loudly, a smile lighting her face. Then, she stared at the person lying in front of her and her smile turned to a look of astonishment.

There was pain in his green eyes. His shoulder-length blond hair was now coated with hay from the floor of the barn, and his hat had been knocked off, and was lying near her feet.


“Shit.” He lifted himself to his knees, then stared into her face, his eyes full of shock. He looked back behind him, saw the rope, and then turned back to her, the pain in his eyes turning to anger. “Jaide!”

“I’m sorry, it wasn’t supposed to be you. Oh, I’m so sorry.” She stood quickly and ran for the doorway, carefully stepping over the wire before running for the open doorway where cowboys waited around for work to begin for the day.

One of them called to her as she raced by, heading for the house. It wouldn’t take her long to get her purse, climb into her car and head to San Antonio for the day. But from the look of anger on Wesley Ford’s face, that may not be quite far enough away. And she might have to stay gone for more than a day.


“Where do you think you’re going?” Jaide stopped in the doorway of the house, turning toward her father.

“San Antonio. I’m bored.”

“Why don’t you stay here and help your mama in the kitchen? She could use your help. Making lunch for the hands.”


gail on 09/01/2015 03:11pm
bit too tame for me,,,,
gail on 09/01/2015 03:11pm
bit too tame for me,,,,
Redrabbitt on 04/26/2015 02:43pm
Lily's Lessons by Melinda Barron COMING HOME AGAIN This is an emotional story that moved me to tears. Lily has moved from Texas to London after the death of her mother. Lily was driving, the tire blew out, her mother died instantly and Lily almost died. But when her father blames her, she runs and has stayed away for the last eleven years. Called home after her father broke an ankle and wrist brings these two into multiple blow ups. Chase, foreman of the ranch, refuses to allow Lily to get away with her explosive temper and potty mouth. The story is emotionally charged, with heartwarming characters, angst, accusations and forgiveness. Love is in bloom even if it starts with a spanking. (5 stars) NOTE: I purchased the Love of a Cowboy, Book Two Box Set that this story is featured in. No Laughing Matter by Miranda George GETTING HER COMEUPPANCE Jaide Templeton is a prankster, but they are getting out of hand, and she isn't a child, she is 22-years-old. Wesley Ford has worked at Templeton's Alley since Jaide was 14, and he has watched her grow into a beautiful but extremely bratty woman. Being on the end of one of her latest pranks, he has had it and warns her father she needs spanked and he was just the man to do the job. Her father ask Wes to find out what is going on in her life causing her to be such a brat lately. This story has a great storyline, with some mystery, good character interaction and entertaining dialogue. I like that it does have a very nice HEA ending. It could use some minor editing. (4½ stars) So Not a Cowgirl by Starla Kaye COUNTRY BOY AND CITY GIRL SHOWDOWN After Tanya Montrose was sexually harassed by her boss at the accounting firm she worked for, she was placed on suspension and then let go. Her dear friend, Mandy Weatherford knew her brother Drew was seriously needing help with the bookkeeping for the ranch and his animal rescue foundation, as well as an IRS audit. Mandy decides Drew needs Tanya and throws these two together and leaves. They are like oil and vinegar and come to multiple blows. He proves he is a real hands-on type of guy, not only with Mandy but with Tanya too. Two incredibility stubborn people who have just the right chemistry to make for an interesting story, witty dialogue that keeps the pages turning. Never say never because that is exactly what will end up happening. This story does have a fun HEA ending. (5 stars) NOTE: I purchased the Love of a Cowboy, Book Two Box Set that this story is featured in. Larkin's Cowboy by Kira Barcelo SOMETHING TO REALLY BE THANKFUL FOR I loved this story, seeing the love Larkin Gregory has for her sister and her family. Coming to Santo Pueblo Texas, to spend Thanksgiving, brings unexpected surprises. Meeting cowboy, Adam McLeod, is a real eye opener. Being from New York City, Larkin assumes that cowboy doesn't equal intelligent, but he debunks that myth quickly. Trespassing is another bottom warming experience. An accident with her sister and niece is a wake-up call of what is really important in life, family, love and true happiness. I love the chemistry between Larkin and Adam, with witty dialogue and a heartwarming story. (5 stars) NOTE: I purchased the Love of a Cowboy, Book Two Box Set that this story is featured in. Count This Cowboy In by Misty Malone Modern Day Western Domestic Discipline First off, this story was longer than the first four, but that is a positive. I liked the interaction between Samantha "Sam" Simmerly and Trevor Nottingham. Sam is high strung and impulsive and Trevor is a protective sort of man. Sam goes to work as a bookkeeper for Trevor because she wants to work on a ranch, but Sam is in for more than working as a bookkeeper, she is in for lots of spankings for her behavior and disobedience. Trevor believes in DD, even for a female employee and expects obedience, or else he spanks. Sam keeps a red bottom too! I guess what shocked me, but not in a bad way, is there is NO SEX at all in this book. (5 stars)

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