Book 2 in The Montana Ranch series
Heat Rating - Sweet - 1 Flame
Modern Western Romance novella
Blurb
Melody Bennett’s parents trampled on her teenage romance with a drifter ten years ago. He disappeared without a word of goodbyes on the night they had planned to run away together. Since then, she cast aside her foolish notions of happily ever after and worked hard alongside the hired help to care for the majestic horses on her family’s beloved ranch. She refused to give love another chance and resigned to live her life alone.
Max Fortaine returned with a heart guarded by secrets and a sizable bank account that took blood, prayers and tears to fund. The cowboy disrupted Melody’s peaceful existence with stolen kisses and a promise for more. After a lifetime of running, mistakes and regrets, he vowed to reclaim the only woman he ever loved… if only her overprotective father didn’t stand in his way.
Excerpt
A squeaky noise echoed down the hall. She headed toward it and soon realized that it came from her bedroom. She barged into her room, flipped on the light and then stumbled to a stop.
“Max? What are you doing here?” Melody shut the door and pressed her back up against it. The handsome cowboy reclined on her bed with his arms braced behind his head and his legs crossed. His hat lay on the pillow next to him and his boots were clean. Lucky man. She might have to shove him off the bed if he got dirt, or worse, on her baby blue bedspread.
“I’m here to see you, darlin’.”
Her toes curled as he purred the endearment with a soft country twang. She braced her hands on her hips. “You snuck inside my room through the window, didn’t you?”
“I’m surprised no one fixed the lock.” His gaze traveled down the length of her body as his eyebrow quirked up. “Sorry to interrupt dinner.”
His inspection of her body didn’t bother her as Harvey’s did. She rubbed at her tired eyes. “No, I welcome the interruption.” She then hurried to the window and stared out. “I don’t see your truck. It’s the red Ford, right?”
“Yep.” Max leaned up and then swung his legs over the side of the mattress. “Well, I did park out front first, but then I drove back to the main road and left the truck there. You see, I actually came by to speak with your father but I didn’t realize the time. I still wanted to see you, so I moved the truck.”
“Good idea. Dad would likely flip if he saw an unknown vehicle in the driveway without a driver.” She glanced up at the dark sky. “It might rain. Clouds are out tonight so I doubt that anyone saw you walk up here. Why do you want to talk to Dad?”
“We need to talk about you. I owe him a debt and I won’t feel right about courtin’ you until it’s paid in full.”
“We aren’t dating.”
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Sounds delicious!
ReplyDeleteLOL! Thanks!
DeleteSounds great, Amber. I like the way he just takes over the bed...!
ReplyDeleteI wish a hot cowboy would do that to me, but then my hubby probably wouldn't like it. haha
DeleteWe aren't dating. Nice way to end the scene shown
ReplyDeleteThanks! Melody insisted on that line. ;)
DeleteOoh, so much history here to overcome!
ReplyDeleteIt's a doozy!
DeleteCan't court her till his debt is paid - man of honour.
ReplyDeleteTweeted.
Darn tootin'.
DeleteThanks for the retweet!
Precise wording there: courting vs. dating.
ReplyDeleteYep, I like it. :)
DeleteSHe's right. Sneaking in a window is not the same as dating.
ReplyDeleteNope, but he'll learn. :)
DeleteSomehow I have a good feeling about this. She's not protesting so far. Nice piece, though
ReplyDeleteNah. Melody doesn't mind, not deep down. *wink wink*
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