His Kind of Cowgirl by Karen RockWould he still love her…if he knew?
Tanner Hayes smashed Claire's life to pieces when he chose the rodeo over her ten years ago. And now he'd wrecked her truck! Fantastic. She'd lost her husband, the family ranch was mired in debt, her father was recuperating from a stroke and her son was being bullied. Why not throw a reckless bull rider into the mix?
All she'd wanted was a safe, stable life. But with Tanner back in town—and staying on her ranch—nothing was safe, or under control. Not the feelings she'd fought so hard to forget. Not the son she was determined to protect. And certainly not her long-held secret…
EXCERPT
Everything
happened at once and in slow motion.
A
crushing jolt shuddered through the truck. Her wheels skidded sideways. She
smacked against the window when her pickup rolled down an embankment, as if
punched by something large and lethal. Glass rained deadly sharp. The earth
tumbled around her, her truck in spin cycle. When a massive tree loomed, the
Chevy slammed into it then stilled.
Winded
and stunned, she hung upside-down in her lap belt, blood, metallic and warm, on
her tongue, a rushing sound whistling in her ears. Her heartbeat changed and
grew slow and rolling in darkness. Something hurt, a long way away. Then
nothing.
“Ma’am.
Ma’am. Are you all right?” A man’s voice shouted, rousing her. She tried
turning her head but pain held it in place. When she opened her mouth, silent
panic flew out.
“Hold
on. I’m getting you out of there.”
Acrid
smoke pierced her consciousness. She closed her eyes against the billowing
grit.
This
wasn’t happening. It was a dream. No. A nightmare.
A
tugging motion jerked her right and left, followed by a ripping sound. Large
hands halted her sudden fall.
“Got
you.”
Her
rescuer cradled her against his chest, his breaths heaving beneath her ear.
After carrying her some distance, he lowered her slowly to the ground. Grass
scraped against her stinging cheeks and she opened her eyes.
“What?”
she croaked, then swiped at the trickle leaking from her mouth. A man wearing a
cowboy hat hunched over her, his features blurred.
“You’ve
been in an accident. We have. Our trucks collided in the intersection.”
“My
truck!” She bolted upright and clutched the swirling ground.
An
arm snaked around her back and eased her down. “I called the dispatcher. The
fire department’s on the way.”
A
wail sounded in the distance and Claire wanted to shriek with it.
Her
special day. Her anniversary. Ruined. No. Demolished by this…this…
She
squinted upward and focused. A dark swirl of hair brushed across the tall man’s
forehead; a light scar zigzagged down his square jaw. Recognition zapped
through her.
It
couldn’t be…
“Tanner?”
“Hello,
Claire.” His mouth went up, just a fraction—the same ready-for-anything smile
that had once undone her.
She
closed her eyes, heart thudding. Ten years since she’d vowed never to see him
again…and now here he stood, two for two in wrecking her life.
About the Author
Karen Rock is an award-winning YA and adult contemporary romance author. She holds a master's degree in English and was an ELA instructor before becoming a full-time writer. Currently she writes for Harlequin Blaze and Harlequin Heartwarming. Her novel, A LEAGUE OF HER OWN, won the 2015 National Excellence in Romance Fiction award in contemporary romance series and the 2015 Bookseller's Best award for contemporary romance, long.
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