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- Title: Into the Arms of a Cowboy
- Author : Isabella Ashe
- Release Date : January 30, 2015
- Genre: Contemporary,Books,Romance,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 275 KB
Description
Cassie Carlisle is on the run -- and wanted for murder. When she hides in the back of a pickup truck, it's just her luck that the truck belongs to a cowboy-turned-sheriff.
Jess Logan, with his dark eyes and bruised heart, just wants to to win a few more saddle bronc competitions and go home to his cabin in the woods. But he can't resist his sexy blonde stowaway, secrets and all.
Could this be love, or just a recipe for disaster?
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT
Jess pulled off at an empty rest area and let Harry have a romp in the grass. Then he whistled for the dog, propped open the back of the camper, and heaved himself over the tailgate. Heād get a good sleep tonight. Jess flopped onto the mattress, stretched out--
And realized he was not alone.
Jess didnāt stop to ask questions. He tackled the shadowy figure, pinning the intruderās arms against the quilt. Harry leapt into the pickup bed and, barking frantically, threw himself into the fray.
In spite of the chaos, Jess quickly realized one crucial and unexpected fact: his trespasser was female.
He knew for three simple reasons. First, in the tangle of limbs and flying fur, his hands encountered a pair of round, soft, very womanly breasts. Secondly, the resulting shriek of mingled outrage was too high-pitched for a man. And, finally, Jessās nose was suddenly buried in a great deal of satiny hair, hair that smelled vaguely tropical. Kind of like rain and orchids.
She must use one of those botanical shampoos, he thought. Nice. Real nice.
Then reason reasserted itself, and he shouted for Harry to quit his racket. With one hand, he groped for the dogās collar and hauled Harry away from the cowering woman. Harry backed up into a far corner of the camper, still growling low in his throat, while Jess rolled to the left and dug for the flashlight he kept in his toolbox. He clicked it on and aimed the full beam at the womanās face.
Her eyes drew into slits against the sudden onslaught of light. She scrambled away from him and landed with a thud in the narrow space between the wheel well and the edge of the mattress, out of the flashlightās beam. Still, Jess had seen enough.
He recognized that honey-colored hair. Ditto the frightened gray eyes, curvaceous figure, and livid bruise.
Faced with the woman heād fantasized about for the last hundred or so miles, Jess found himself at a loss for words. Of course, heād never been blessed with the gift of gab. He was the kind of a guy who said things straight out, without a lot of fancy talk. But now he couldnāt even manage that.
She spoke right up, though. No hesitation. āHey,ā she sputtered angrily. āWhat are you doing in my bed?ā
Jessās jaw dropped at the utter absurdity of her question. He frowned down at her until he finally found his tongue. āYour bed? Excuse me, maāam, but Iād have to say this was my bed, last I checked.ā