Retired rodeo star, Dalton Barnes, gets the surprise of his life when he’s abducted by a soft-spoken female with a ‘gun’ and taken to the retreat his family owns. He soon learns she’s kidnapped the wrong cowboy by mistake. She wanted his brother. Things go from bad to worse when a late spring snowstorm strands them together at the cabin. But it’s during their snow-in that Dalton learns why Caitlin has gone to such lengths to save Stoney Brook. Having had issues with his older brother himself and a not so happy past, Dalton promises to do what he can to help her.
When confronted Brandon tells Dalton he’ll hold off on his plans for the retreat, but only if Dalton agrees to stick around and help run it. Keeping his promise to Caitlin, Dalton agrees and what starts out as a common goal to turn the troubled teens’ lives around that summer ends up turning theirs around as well. Can a man who has always avoided putting down roots and a woman with a deep-seated fear of abandonment hang on to the happiness they’ve found together? Or will the past return to threaten their newfound love?
Love, laughter and a heartwarming read…
After countless attempts to speak with the owner of the retreat for troubled teens she runs on the outskirts of Lone Tree, Montana, Caitlin Myers resorts to kidnapping Brandon ‘The Ogre of Lone Tree’ Barnes in a desperate attempt to change his mind about turning Stoney Brook into a vacation resort for the wealthy.
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Romance author Lindsey Brookes grew up reading romance novels. She penned her first romance, a historical, at the age of seventeen. From there she went on to join Romance Writers of America where she learned the ins and outs of the publishing business and ways to hone her craft. She switched to writing contemporary romance and has finalled in/or won more than 75 RWA chapter sponsored contests with over a dozen different manuscripts. She is also a four time RWA Golden Heart finalist as well as a past American Title III finalist and winner of Harlequin's Great American Romance Novel contest. She's married to her childhood sweetheart, her hero, with whom she has two beautiful daughters.
Romance author Lindsey Brookes grew up reading romance novels. She penned her first romance, a historical, at the age of seventeen. From there she went on to join Romance Writers of America where she learned the ins and outs of the publishing business and ways to hone her craft. She switched to writing contemporary romance and has finalled in/or won more than 75 RWA chapter sponsored contests with over a dozen different manuscripts. She is also a four time RWA Golden Heart finalist as well as a past American Title III finalist and winner of Harlequin's Great American Romance Novel contest. She's married to her childhood sweetheart, her hero, with whom she has two beautiful daughters.
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EXCERPT
He never ceased to amaze her. She had spent all those years getting her degree in psychology, yet Dalton came up with the best explanations for life’s situations, motivating them with his words. Her heart swelled with love for him.
Love? There it was again. Come back to reality, Caitlin. Stop wishing for what you can’t ever have.
“Well, this was fun,” she said with a clap of her hands, pushing her thoughts of Dalton aside. “Time to get washed up.”
“Not so fast,” Dalton called out, motioning for her to join him inside the corral.
He wasn’t really going to make her do this. Was he?
The teens began cheering her on.
Dalton crooked a long finger. “Let’s go partner.”
“Come on, Miss Myers. We had a deal,” Jimmy reminded her.
“We did,” she agreed, “But there’s really no sense in us even trying. You’ve all seen how fast Squealer there can run. He’s Olympic material. I say we just call it a day.”
She started to turn away, but her attempt to escape was quickly thwarted by the finger hooking through the belt loop of her jeans.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
She let out a squeal that rivaled the ones the pig had let out. “Dalton!” How had he gotten to her so quickly? It didn’t matter. She was not going to chase a pig. “I can’t do this.”
“Yes, you can.” He took her by the hand and helped her between the rails and into the corral.
The cheering around them grew louder. How could she let them down? She couldn’t and that was that. She had to suck it up and keep her promise.
“All right, kids,” Dalton hollered, “get ready to see a couple of pros in action.”
“You’re gonna get it for this,” she warned through clenched teeth as they advanced on the pig who stood watching them from the other side of the muddy corral.
“And I look forward to getting it from you, but you’re gonna have to control your urges until we’re done here. Right now I have a pig to catch.”
She gave him a swift elbow to the ribs, just hard enough to get her message across. Then a whistle blew and the chase began.
Love? There it was again. Come back to reality, Caitlin. Stop wishing for what you can’t ever have.
“Well, this was fun,” she said with a clap of her hands, pushing her thoughts of Dalton aside. “Time to get washed up.”
“Not so fast,” Dalton called out, motioning for her to join him inside the corral.
He wasn’t really going to make her do this. Was he?
The teens began cheering her on.
Dalton crooked a long finger. “Let’s go partner.”
“Come on, Miss Myers. We had a deal,” Jimmy reminded her.
“We did,” she agreed, “But there’s really no sense in us even trying. You’ve all seen how fast Squealer there can run. He’s Olympic material. I say we just call it a day.”
She started to turn away, but her attempt to escape was quickly thwarted by the finger hooking through the belt loop of her jeans.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
She let out a squeal that rivaled the ones the pig had let out. “Dalton!” How had he gotten to her so quickly? It didn’t matter. She was not going to chase a pig. “I can’t do this.”
“Yes, you can.” He took her by the hand and helped her between the rails and into the corral.
The cheering around them grew louder. How could she let them down? She couldn’t and that was that. She had to suck it up and keep her promise.
“All right, kids,” Dalton hollered, “get ready to see a couple of pros in action.”
“You’re gonna get it for this,” she warned through clenched teeth as they advanced on the pig who stood watching them from the other side of the muddy corral.
“And I look forward to getting it from you, but you’re gonna have to control your urges until we’re done here. Right now I have a pig to catch.”
She gave him a swift elbow to the ribs, just hard enough to get her message across. Then a whistle blew and the chase began.
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