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This cowboy is rugged, proud...and incredibly sexy
Cade Covington is struggling with turning his family’s beloved ranch into a tourist attraction. It’s not just the mortgage big enough to choke a horse, or the invasion of his home by strangers. It’s also the arrival of a city slicker PR professional who doesn’t understand ranch life...and puts every beautiful woman he’s ever seen to shame. Cade wants her.
With her company on the line, Emma can’t afford any mistakes. Especially if that mistake is a broad-shouldered, blue-eyed cowboy who drives her crazy with hunger. But all it takes is one small wager and their chemistry explodes. When the dust settles, will Emma have obliterated her career...or captured her cowboy?
Cade’s breath came out in a rush. “You’re playing with fire, darlin’.”
Emma couldn’t help but agree. Heat rushed up her neck and down through her belly.
This man was sin incarnate, her personal temptation in every way, from his boots to his jeans to his very, very fine body. Everything about him appealed to her. Even his stubbornness.
She’d never experienced this crazy rush of desire, the raw cravings that had her wanting to accept his stupid challenge and see what two weeks would bring. Particularly if it meant seduction and touching and... She shivered.
Then she smiled, rubbing her cheek against his, leaving a slight whisker burn against her skin. “Don’t think I don’t know exactly what I’m doing, darlin’.”
She pressed closer, her lips brushing the shell of his ear.
“You have no idea what I’m capable of...or just how good at it I might be...”
Welcome to the second book in the Wild Western Heat series, where the New Mexico plains heat up with more than sunshine.
Cowboy Proud is the story of Cade, the second Covington brother. Cade believes that love isn’t worth the heartache it inevitably brings. Until he meets the woman who is his complete opposite—city to his country, slick to his rough, polished to his unpolished. But it’s their very differences that fuel the fires of a passion neither could have dreamed they’d ever find, particularly in each other.
Having lived on a ranch in New Mexico, so much of this brings home beautiful memories of my time there. The country there is unbelievable, ranging from plains to sand hills, barren desert to stunning mountains, tiny creeks to pristine, trout-filled waters and more. It’s truly one of the most beautiful and diverse places in the United States.
And, as I’ve said before, New Mexico cowboys are every bit as sexy and sincere as those neighboring Texas cowboys. I should know—I married one.
Until next time, happy reading!
Kelli Ireland
Cowboy Proud
Kelli Ireland
KELLI IRELAND spent a decade as a name on a door in corporate America. Unexpectedly liberated by Fate’s sense of humor, she chose to carpe the diem and pursue her passion for writing. A fan of happily-ever-afters, she found she loved being the puppet master for the most unlikely couples. Seeing them through the best and worst of each other while helping them survive the joys and disasters of falling in love? Best. Thing. Ever. Visit Kelli’s website at kelliireland.com.
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THE BLACK, HORSESHOE-SHAPED bootjack sat just inside the front door. It served as a subtle but unmistakable reminder to all who entered the Bar C’s main house that cowboy boots came off right there. If the boots, or the cowboy in them, went any farther than the foyer, that cowboy would find himself wielding a broom and a mop, courtesy of the lady of the house.
Cade