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Hard-Handed Sheriff

By: Loki Renard
Published By: Blushing Press
Copyright: � Loki Renard and Blushing Books, 2013
5 chapters / 17,800 words
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Redwood is a dangerous place for a sheriff, the sleepy little town has managed to lose every law man that's dared set foot on its soil in the past ten years.

Shep Benedict is Redwood's newest sheriff and he's keen to solve the mystery of the missing law men so that he doesn't become one of them. All signs point to resident town terror Delilah Blackheart being behind the disappearances and suspected murders, but Shep's not keen to send the pretty orphan to the gallows without making darn sure she's the guilty party first.

He soon finds that he has a soft spot for the gun toting, hard drinking little lady, but before they can live happily ever after a spree of dangerous arson attempts bring both Delilah and Shep to the very limits of their mortality in this wild western tale of suspense and spankings.
Redwood was ablaze with gossip the day the new sheriff rode into town. Plans of his coming had not been announced. Redwood had lost more than seven sheriffs in an equal number of years, so nobody could really blame the man for keeping his arrival a secret.

Redwood wasn't the sort of place you might think a man of the law would find trouble. It was small for starters. Most of the town was ranged along Main Street, though there were a couple of side roads for good measure. Redwood wasn't on any of the major trading routes, so passersby were rare and so was money. There was no oil or gold to draw prospectors and drillers, just a few farms scattered about the place. Redwood was a poor town, but by and large it was a happy one, where everybody was on a first name basis and people looked out for one another.

The fact that out-of-town sheriffs had been running off or otherwise disappearing for years hadn't bothered the townsfolk in the least. Deputy Ives had been in his position for almost two decades and there were enough folks handy with guns to ward off any troublemakers that might lose their way and wander in.

Delilah had been a citizen of Redwood since she was seven years old and she was as loyal to the place as anyone. Most of the young ladies raised in Redwood went off to other towns and counties to find themselves husbands, but Delilah was more concerned with keeping her guns clean and holding the bar up at the Rusty Shoe Saloon, Redwood's pride and joy. She would have been more interested than just about anyone to hear that there was a new sheriff on the way, but like the rest of the townsfolk she was ignorant of the fact until Barney, a teenager with a penchant for trouble and a habit of keeping watch on the roads around the place made right sure to tell her the news.

She was sitting on what was left of her rickety old porch one Sunday afternoon, mulling over the state of things in a general sort of way when Barney came running up, his hat in his hand, his dirty blonde hair all askew from his exertions. He came skidding to a halt in the loose gravel and bent double, breathing hard for a minute or two. Delilah didn't waste words greeting him, just waited for him to get his breath back and spit out whatever it was he had to say. �Delilah,� he gasped, standing up straight again. �Didja hear there's a new sheriff in town?�

A stranger might have thought that Delilah didn't react to the news at all, but as a matter of fact she reacted quite abruptly. Her left brow rose ever so slightly, which was Delilah's equivalent of throwing her hands in the air and begging the Lord's mercy. To further emphasize her surprise and general contempt for the news, she leaned over and spat into the dirt. �I guess there has to be since ol' Rocky took what was left of his balls and skedaddled out of here,� she said pragmatically.

�I passed the saloon on the way here. Some folks say they heard of him before, say he's real mean,� Barney said gleefully. �Say he hung folks in his old town.�

The brow drew itself down and joined its twin in a fierce frown. �Well he won't be hanging anybody here� Delilah promised the boy. �This here is my town.�

�Yeah,� Barney grinned. �I reckon it is. You better show that man who's boss.�

�Don't you worry,� Delilah said. �He'll know it when the time comes.�

Delilah hadn't been bested by a man since she was a slip of a girl. She'd been fiercely independent since her daddy died and had pretty much raised herself with a bit of help of the town. In many respects, Delilah was Redwood, and Redwood wasn't especially fond of strangers, especially ones who came claiming to lay down the law.

***

Everybody knows that a rowdy saloon after dark is no place for a lady of taste. But on the night Mickey Joe got his jaw broken and Kent from Colesville lost four teeth it was the direct result of the actions of a lady of the best taste there ever was. In addition to being a crack shot and a woman of her own means, Delilah Blackheart was widely regarded as being a rare beauty. This caused some trouble for her in the form of men who decided they liked what they saw. Over the years she'd developed a pretty direct manner of dealing with unwanted male attention. When Mickey and Kent decided they'd duke it out to decide who got to court her it was Delilah who settled the matter with her fists.

�I ain't going along with either of you, now clear out of here before I take you down,� Delilah warned her would-be suitors. She wasn't much to look at from a distance, just a slight figure dressed in men's clothes, but her face held an uncommon sweetness and beauty that masked her ornery nature. Her big brown eyes rimmed with long black lashes and her pretty bow mouth both put people in mind of one of those fancy fragile porcelain dolls, but Delilah wasn't fancy and she certainly wasn't fragile either.

Mickey and Kent had already put up their fists and they paid her no mind. �Never you mind this, Delilah,� Kent drawled dismissively. �This here is man business.�

�Yeah, never mind this snake,� Mickey agreed. �He won't bother you no more once I'm done with him.�

�You're both bothering me,� Delilah growled, clenching her fists at her sides. �Get out of here the pair of you.�

The smarter men of Redwood would have known to back off, but neither Mickey nor Kent were known for their smarts and Delilah didn't give three warnings. When the men failed to move, she was on them in a flurry of flying fists. Shouts of pain and surprise emanated from the scuffle as the regulars looked on with a mild sort of interest. In any other town men might have gone rushing to the lady's aid, but Redwood regulars knew well enough that Delilah didn't need any help.

Sure enough, not a minute later both Kent and Mickey were limping away and nursing their wounds. They'd both been soundly licked and having received their beatings at the hands of a girl, were eager to get out of the public eye and come up with a better story to tell anyone who asked them how they came by their injuries. Delilah watched them go for a moment or two then swept her hat up off the floor where it had fallen and set it back on her head.

�I tried to warn 'em,� she said to Tomas, the barkeeper.

�You sure did,� the old man agreed with benevolent approval.

Wearing britches just like a man and a gun belt just like an outlaw, Delilah Blackheart swaggered triumphantly through the Rusty Shoe Saloon like she owned the place. She'd always claimed that her ancestors were pirates, and though she had a ruddy hint of tan to her skin from all the sun she soaked up on the plains, it was her dark eyes and even darker heart that compelled many to believe the tales. True to form, she'd come out of her most recent altercation almost entirely unscathed. Her knuckles were a tad scraped, but that was the only mark on her.

Her erstwhile suitors were caught up at the doors by a man who loomed tall in the light of the gas lantern. He stood aside and let them pass before making a bee line for Delilah who by that time was settling her pretty derriere upon a bar stool and ordering whiskey. The sound of spurs jangling as the new sheriff's boots stepped across the wooden floors got most people's attention, but not Delilah's. She was too busy knocking back a shot of the Devil's own brew to pay any attention to the tall, broad shouldered man who by then was blocking a different set of lights and making an ominous shadow fall over her slight frame.

�Evening, Sheriff."

�Evenin', Tomas,� Shep Benedict tipped his hat, keeping his flint blue eyes squarely on Miss Delilah Blackheart.

A murmur went around the saloon. Everybody sensed the coming showdown and unlike the previous altercation, the outcome of which had been obvious before it started, this one was uncertain. Sheriff Shep Benedict was still not real well known by the townsfolk. All they knew was that he'd been sent down from Springs Junction with nothing more than a horse, a gun and a badge. Oh, and a reputation for being one of the meanest sons of bitches that ever walked the West. He stopped a few paces away from Delilah and cleared his throat.

�Ladies aren't allowed in the saloon.�

He was an undeniably imposing man. His face was all square jaw and high cheek bones and he was clean shaven, a rarity for Redwood. Standing there with his jaw clenched sternly he looked like he'd been carved right out of rock. A few lines around his eyes and mouth spoke to mature age and a good temperament, but he wasn't looking good tempered at that moment. He was looking like the very incarnation of the law itself, harsh and unyielding.

Delilah turned her head, barely looking at him under the brim of her hat. She was making eye contact with his badge, not his face. �Now who says I'm a lady?�

�If you're not a lady you should be upstairs with the rest of the whores,� he said, flicking her hat up with his thumb and forefinger so she couldn't hide behind it. It was a mistake for him to have laid hands on her, but he didn't know that yet.

Delilah scraped her stool back and stood up to face him. At her full height she was still a good foot and a half shorter than he was, in fact, she'd lost some height in getting off the bar stool. Her eyes narrowed as she placed her hat on the bar and turned to face him fully.

�We don't take kindly to womenfolk who are generous with their affections being called whores,� she said, speaking slowly and carefully. Her voice carried around the saloon, which had gone so quiet you could have heard a bullet drop.

Shep's eyes bored into Delilah. �I call a spade a spade,� he said evenly.

�And I call horse shit, horse shit,� she replied, looking him up and down.

�You watch your language, missy.�

�You watch yours,� Delilah replied, putting her hands on her hips. For a normal lady it would have just been an expression of exasperation, but when Delilah did it, it put her hands right near the pair of six shooters she kept for hairy situations.

Seeing the movement, a few of the regular patrons edged back from the pair. The sheriff took notice and his eyes flickered around the saloon as he tried to work out what was going on. Delilah caught the moment of uncertainty and took advantage of it. �You're new in town, boy. Best you learn how we do things before you come crashing in here making a fool of yourself.�

The jibe sailed right past him. He hooked his thumbs in his belt and fixed her with a stern look. �What's your name, young lady?�

That made her smirk. �Delilah Blackheart, at your service.�

�Shep Benedict,� he introduced himself in turn. �And I'm telling you for the second time. Ladies aren't supposed to be in the saloon.�

�I go where I please. It's a free country, Shep,� Delilah said, leaping at the chance to use his first name.

He snorted. �You'll be wanting the vote next.�

His off-handed misogyny went down like a ton of bricks. Without missing a beat, Delilah drew, cocked her pistol and pointed it square at his chest. �Mister, this here's my vote. Take one step closer and I'll blow a hole in you. Ain't nobody going to miss you around here.�

The tension was supreme, so thick you could have cut it with a knife. There wasn't an eye in the place that wasn't trained on the pair. Delilah had her death glare fixed on Shep, but a small smile was playing around the corners of her lips. She'd been looking forward to riling up the new sheriff, but this situation was better than any of the hypotheticals she'd imagined. Unfortunately for Delilah, her glee was short lived. One moment Shep was glowering at her like she were something filthy stuck to his boot, the next there was a flash of pain in her wrist and her gun was gone. Clutching at her forearm Delilah saw that Shep had her gun in hand and was smoothly sliding it into his chest holster. He inclined his head towards the doors, indicating the exit with a flick of his ice blue eyes.

�Move along, little lady.�

�Move along?� Delilah almost spluttered. She could have handled being dragged off to the jail, that had happened a couple times before, but having her gun confiscated and then being disregarded as if she were no more important than a mosquito made her properly mad. She glared at him and he stared back down at her, unmoving.

The time for talk was over. Letting him think he'd won, Delilah pretended to leave the saloon. She walked past him, noting the way he kept facing the interior of the bar, ignoring her as she left. It was too easy. At the last minute she turned back and plucked one of his shiny six shooters out of his holster. That made him turn around mighty quick, but he was too late. To prove she wasn't kidding around, she fired a shot into the floor of the bar, making a nice neat hole in the wooden plank one inch from the toe of his boot. She looked up into his face with a triumphant grin, but to her dismay and confusion, he still didn't seem that perturbed. �Missy,� he growled in a gravelly voice pumped full of authority. �You just earned yourself a night in the cells.�

�Oh yeah? And how do you figure that's going to happen?� Delilah waggled the gun at him. �Have you already forgotten that I'm the one with the gun, Mr?�

She didn't think it would be possible for him to pull the same trick twice, but Shep moved like a snake and in the blink of an eye the gun was back in his holster and Delilah was clutching her wrist. She swore violently, thoroughly annoyed that she'd been bested yet again. Shep wasn't one for gloating and he had clearly had enough of their little gun handling games. �Let's get going, little lady,� he said grimly, grabbing her up by the back of the collar. There were a few rumbles of dissent from around the bar from those whose sense of chivalry still extended to Delilah, but they never grew past rumbles. They'd seen how fast the sheriff's hands were and nobody wanted to test his reputation for being mean. Shep marched Delilah right out of the saloon and down to the jail house before anyone really got a grip on what they were seeing. Delilah Blackheart, bested. Fancy that.

�You better let me go,� Delilah warned Shep as he dragged her down Main Street.

He barely spared her a glance. �You're not going anywhere until you've cooled off.�

�I was cool until you grabbed me up.�

That made him stop and fix her with a look that would have quailed a lesser woman. �You assaulted two men tonight. You pulled a gun on me twice. I don't know how you all have been doing things around here, but that's not the way I plan on running this town.�

�They had it coming,� Delilah said defiantly. �And so did you,� she added as an afterthought.

�You've got something coming to you too if you keep resisting,� Shep said, struggling to keep a hold of his captive as Delilah twisted in his grip like a fish.

�You can't do anything to me,� Delilah sneered.

�Now that's where you're wrong.� Proving his point, Shep let her twist around, raised his free hand and bought his palm down hard across Delilah's tight little rear. The thwacking sound of palm meeting leather breeches echoed down Main Street, closely followed by Delilah's yelp of shock.

�You're going to regret doing that,� she vowed.

�I doubt that very much,� Shep dismissed her veiled threat. �Now settle down or I'll tan your hide right here in front of Maude's Books.�

�You damn well won't.� Delilah kicked out at him and made contact with his shin. Her boots were reinforced and they had to have hurt when they hit home, but Shep barely winced and didn't say a word. He simply proved his point by hauling Delilah over his knee and whacking away at her britches until she was wailing like a scalded cat. They made quite a scene and more than one or two people stepped out of the Rusty Shoe to see what was going on. Later, in private, a few of them would comment on how an ass whupping was just what Delilah needed, but none of them dared say a thing whilst she waved her arms and legs around like a windmill and screamed bloody murder at the sheriff.

�Now you settle down there, youngster,� Shep said. He took a short break from whacking her behind, but kept her in place over his knee. �Settle yourself and we can end this now.�

Delilah wasn't having any of it and she sure wasn't settling. �I'm going to kill you, Mr, you see if I don't,� she vowed.

�I guess we're going back to the station to continue this there,� Shep said, lifting her up off of his lap by the back of her britches. He carried her the rest of the way to the station for she was far too ornery to walk by that stage. Delilah Blackheart was in full meltdown tantrum mode, a state she hadn't been in since she was a little girl. In Shep's big hands her usual icy demeanor melted right away, letting her temper run rampant. She screamed, she swore, she hit and she kicked. Nothing helped though, she was swung up and over Shep's strong shoulder and he didn't seem to care how much she hollered.

He carried her right into the station, and started fishing around in his desk. Finding what he was looking for he laid hands on a piece of thick hardwood about ten inches long and shifted Delilah back over his knee without another word. When he laid that paddle across her rear she shrieked louder than she'd shrieked before and quickly used the last reserves of her strength flailing her fists against his shins, which only made him paddle her harder.

�Now listen here little lady,� he said, giving her congenial warning. �I'm going to wallop your behind until you learn to behave yourself. It's going to be mighty unpleasant for you if you don't settle down pretty quick. This thing bruises like heck.�

Some part of Delilah's mind was starting to see reason. She stopped hitting him and put her energies into avoiding the blows. Her attempts at defense were just as unsuccessful as her aggressive approach had been, but Shep did slow the speed and lower the force of the paddling. He still cracked it down over her rear end with a fair bit of force though, more than enough to get her attention.

�Stop!� Delilah finally cracked. �Please stop!�

He stopped immediately. �You ready to behave yourself?�

�Yessir.� She sounded tearful, actually more than tearful. Now that she'd stopped wriggling it was plain to see that she was shaking like a leaf. The terror of the town suddenly looked very frail and small indeed over the sheriff's knee as she sniffed and sobbed.

He laid the paddle down and patted her cute behind gently. �Okay Miss Blackheart, you can get yourself up.�

She rose up, refusing to look at him. The paddling had messed up her hair, flushed her cheeks and made her eyes all red. It had been a long time since Delilah Blackheart had been taken to task and she didn't like it one bit.

�Now listen here,� Shep said sternly. �I reckon you've been punished enough for one night so I'm going to let you go home this time. But you act up like that again and you'll be spending time in the cells, you understand? You step out of line just once even a little bit and I'll haul you back here for another paddling,� he added. �I've got my eye on you now, little lady.�

Delilah growled under her breath. Her rear was burning with hell fire and she had to admit that she'd lost the first round to the sheriff. �Fine,� she said petulantly. �I'll be going then.�

�You do that, and keep safe,� he said, turning to watch her as she left with as much dignity as she could muster. Walking wasn't the most pleasant exercise with a well paddled behind and she was forced to limp a little in order to minimize the rubbing of her britches. Through the pain, Delilah still managed a small smile of triumph. She might have gotten her ass beat, but she'd taught Sheriff Shep never to turn his back on her.

Julie on 03/24/2014 12:06pm
I loved this book! first one I have ever read by loki, the characters were great, and I like that Delilah never lost her spirit, shep excepted her the way she was, and still made her feel loved and protected. He is the kind of man I would want to be with. great job lokie :)
Julie on 03/24/2014 12:06pm
I loved this book! first one I have ever read by loki, the characters were great, and I like that Delilah never lost her spirit, shep excepted her the way she was, and still made her feel loved and protected. He is the kind of man I would want to be with. great job lokie :)
Adele on 02/14/2014 11:53am
Cute story, way to easy to figure out. A little short, so it was hard to really attach to the charicters
Adele on 02/14/2014 11:53am
Cute story, way to easy to figure out. A little short, so it was hard to really attach to the charicters
Connie on 02/08/2014 03:27pm
Shep, the new Sheriff, comes to Delilah's town and she is going to tell him how it is immediately. She has been virtually running the town for years, since her father, the Sheriff was killed in the line of duty when she was 14. Shep, however, doesn't listen. Their story is fun and loving as Delilah, meets her match. Loved them both.
Connie on 02/08/2014 03:27pm
Shep, the new Sheriff, comes to Delilah's town and she is going to tell him how it is immediately. She has been virtually running the town for years, since her father, the Sheriff was killed in the line of duty when she was 14. Shep, however, doesn't listen. Their story is fun and loving as Delilah, meets her match. Loved them both.
madpuss on 12/27/2013 03:48pm
I really enjoyed this story. I thought it had the right balance between action/mystery and romance. I loved the chemistry between Shep and Delilah and how the relationship developed in the story. It was a sweet romance and their interaction was amusing. And I agree with others, I love the fact he doesn't want to change her. He loves her just the way she is. He offers her not just marriage but a partnership.
madpuss on 12/27/2013 03:48pm
I really enjoyed this story. I thought it had the right balance between action/mystery and romance. I loved the chemistry between Shep and Delilah and how the relationship developed in the story. It was a sweet romance and their interaction was amusing. And I agree with others, I love the fact he doesn't want to change her. He loves her just the way she is. He offers her not just marriage but a partnership.
JC on 10/13/2013 06:57pm
I love the characters Deliah and Shep. The interaction between them is awesome. I love this author but wish her stories were longer.
JC on 10/13/2013 06:57pm
I love the characters Deliah and Shep. The interaction between them is awesome. I love this author but wish her stories were longer.
Robin on 07/07/2013 02:49pm
Great book! Loved the interaction between Shep and Delilah he was willing to look beyond her hardened exterior and see her potential. It was interesting how the towns-folk treated her and how her past comes into play. Well written story.
Robin on 07/07/2013 02:49pm
Great book! Loved the interaction between Shep and Delilah he was willing to look beyond her hardened exterior and see her potential. It was interesting how the towns-folk treated her and how her past comes into play. Well written story.
Robin on 07/07/2013 02:48pm
Great book! Loved the interaction between Shep and Delilah he was willing to look beyond her hardened exterior and see her potential. It was interesting how the towns-folk treated her and how her past comes into play. Well written story.
Robin on 07/07/2013 02:48pm
Great book! Loved the interaction between Shep and Delilah he was willing to look beyond her hardened exterior and see her potential. It was interesting how the towns-folk treated her and how her past comes into play. Well written story.
Young Lady on 06/17/2013 07:31am
I liked this story!! It was cute and well done. The main character was a little spitfire and I liked that. I told My Man one of the things I appreciated about this book was that even though she disobeyed, she DID do the right things with the bad guy and he rewarded that. He also saw she had the skills to be a great deputy, so he made her one. Most books in this genre would never have allowed that, so I liked that!! :)
Young Lady on 06/17/2013 07:31am
I liked this story!! It was cute and well done. The main character was a little spitfire and I liked that. I told My Man one of the things I appreciated about this book was that even though she disobeyed, she DID do the right things with the bad guy and he rewarded that. He also saw she had the skills to be a great deputy, so he made her one. Most books in this genre would never have allowed that, so I liked that!! :)
Andrea on 06/08/2013 08:27pm
This book was fun. It whetted my appetite for reading more books set in the Wild West. I loved the main characters. Delilah was a very strong and independent heroine. I liked about Shep the fact that unlike other heroes in this book genre, he didn't want to change the heroine in the conventional image of how a woman should behave. He accepted her as she was and her spirit was one of the things he loved most about her. The dialogue between them was humorous at times. My only complaint is that I think the story should have focused more on the relationship between the hero and heroine and not so much on the mystery.
Andrea on 06/08/2013 08:27pm
This book was fun. It whetted my appetite for reading more books set in the Wild West. I loved the main characters. Delilah was a very strong and independent heroine. I liked about Shep the fact that unlike other heroes in this book genre, he didn't want to change the heroine in the conventional image of how a woman should behave. He accepted her as she was and her spirit was one of the things he loved most about her. The dialogue between them was humorous at times. My only complaint is that I think the story should have focused more on the relationship between the hero and heroine and not so much on the mystery.
Christina on 05/18/2013 10:42am
Ms. Renard does not disappoint with this intriguing story with a few twists and turns. Of course her characters are strong and there is always tension btween them you can cut with a knife.
Christina on 05/18/2013 10:42am
Ms. Renard does not disappoint with this intriguing story with a few twists and turns. Of course her characters are strong and there is always tension btween them you can cut with a knife.
Rachel on 05/16/2013 11:54am
This book was pretty good, but I would have liked to see it longer and there weren't enough spankings. I was kind of expecting a bit more, but it was an okay read.
Rachel on 05/16/2013 11:54am
This book was pretty good, but I would have liked to see it longer and there weren't enough spankings. I was kind of expecting a bit more, but it was an okay read.
Karen on 04/19/2013 05:58pm
Delilah has spent the last few years of her life fending for herself and running off sheriff's that weren't as good as her daddy had been. But the new sheriff is shaking up her world and for the first time she's not sure she wants to run him off. But there seems there are some mysteries to solve and luckily they survive to tell the story. What I really love that other than a few sticking points he really allows Delilah to be herself and not force into a traditional female role.
Karen on 04/19/2013 05:58pm
Delilah has spent the last few years of her life fending for herself and running off sheriff's that weren't as good as her daddy had been. But the new sheriff is shaking up her world and for the first time she's not sure she wants to run him off. But there seems there are some mysteries to solve and luckily they survive to tell the story. What I really love that other than a few sticking points he really allows Delilah to be herself and not force into a traditional female role.
Jaycee on 04/17/2013 06:05pm
A cute old-time western with a stern, no-nonsense sheriff and a tough, stubborn woman used to doing things her way. I loved the chemistry and interactions between the two characters. There was quite a bit of humor, along with a dose of action/suspense. The only thing keeping me from giving it a 5 was that it was too short and the ending was a bit rushed. I would have loved to read more about Delilah and Shep - I was hoping for a few more battles between them. Overall, a fun read!
Jaycee on 04/17/2013 06:05pm
A cute old-time western with a stern, no-nonsense sheriff and a tough, stubborn woman used to doing things her way. I loved the chemistry and interactions between the two characters. There was quite a bit of humor, along with a dose of action/suspense. The only thing keeping me from giving it a 5 was that it was too short and the ending was a bit rushed. I would have loved to read more about Delilah and Shep - I was hoping for a few more battles between them. Overall, a fun read!
Miss contrite on 04/13/2013 12:49am
Delilah was a great character but Shep was her match the 1st spanking came as a shock to her. I would love to see more of these two
Miss contrite on 04/13/2013 12:49am
Delilah was a great character but Shep was her match the 1st spanking came as a shock to her. I would love to see more of these two
JK on 04/07/2013 04:05pm
This was a very fun little western romp! I just loved the characters. Both Delilah and the Sheriff were fun and fiesty and a bit stubborn! Perfect for a western romance with spankings!
JK on 04/07/2013 04:05pm
This was a very fun little western romp! I just loved the characters. Both Delilah and the Sheriff were fun and fiesty and a bit stubborn! Perfect for a western romance with spankings!
C on 04/04/2013 01:40am
A new sheriff comes to town to find one determined,wilful and strong lady in it. A Western and a Mystery with sparks and fire you are sure to enjoy giving it a 5 star rating. cara
C on 04/04/2013 01:40am
A new sheriff comes to town to find one determined,wilful and strong lady in it. A Western and a Mystery with sparks and fire you are sure to enjoy giving it a 5 star rating. cara
Alicia on 04/02/2013 01:25am
Very good historiical western with just the right amount of action and romance to make the stroy fun to read about. Great characters as well.
Alicia on 04/02/2013 01:25am
Very good historiical western with just the right amount of action and romance to make the stroy fun to read about. Great characters as well.
Evelyn on 04/01/2013 12:10am
Very good story wish it had been longer as I really liked the characters and would have loved to read more about them. Very funny story with just the right amount of romance to keep the plot interesting.
Evelyn on 04/01/2013 12:10am
Very good story wish it had been longer as I really liked the characters and would have loved to read more about them. Very funny story with just the right amount of romance to keep the plot interesting.
DNF on 03/31/2013 11:42pm
This is a short nice story enjoyable to read. The conclusion, however, is a little rushed.
DNF on 03/31/2013 11:42pm
This is a short nice story enjoyable to read. The conclusion, however, is a little rushed.
angelia on 03/31/2013 06:32pm
Awesome short story full of romance and action
angelia on 03/31/2013 06:32pm
Awesome short story full of romance and action
SH on 03/31/2013 04:48pm
This is a quick fun read. I appreciate the humor that LR includes in her books as I always find myself laughing at something. The story is well written and the characters are strong. Loved it!
SH on 03/31/2013 04:48pm
This is a quick fun read. I appreciate the humor that LR includes in her books as I always find myself laughing at something. The story is well written and the characters are strong. Loved it!

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