From Ex to Eternity?
To inherit his family's empire, Texas cowboy-turned-CEO Stone McNair must prove he has a heart beneath his ruthlessly suave exterior. His trial? Finding homes for his grandmother's rescue dogs. His judge? Johanna Fletcher, the woman whose heart he broke.
Sure, Johanna can handle a week traveling the country with her ex-fiancé to fulfilll his dying grandmother's request. She and Stone want different things—plain and simple. But there's nothing plain about Stone, or simple about the heat that still flares between them. One week may not be long enough.
Top 10 Reasons to Love a Cowboy Hero By Catherine Mann
10)
The way he wears those jeans, low slung, no need for a designer fit, his BODY
is designed and muscled by nature!
9)
Family comes first. ‘Nuf said.
8)
The cowboy hat, not worn out of affectation but a part of their “uniform” and working
the land.
7)
Old fashioned values and manners, how he says yes, ma’am and means it.
6)
Connection with the land. There’s a timelessness and earthiness to a cowboy, a
man for all ages.
5)
He’s hard working and has hands with calluses and scrapes – manly hands!
4)
Speaking of hands – He’s handy to have around. Cowboys know how to fix things.
3)
Dancing. Ever see a cowboy without rhythm? Line dancing, square dancing – or
best of all – slow dancing. Yum!
2)
Sun weathered good looks. Gotta love the way their eyes crinkle at the corners
when they smile.
1)
My personal favorites – cowboys love animals, whether it be his dog or his
horse. That love and tenderness shines through. (Dreamy sigh!)
“Gentlemen, never forget the
importance of protecting your family jewels.”
Unfazed by his grandmother’s
outrageous comment, Stone McNair ducked low as his horse sailed under a branch
and over a creek. Gran prided herself on being the unconventional matriarch of
a major jewelry design empire, and her mocking jab carried on the wind as Stone
raced with his cousin.
Alex pulled up alongside him,
neck and neck with Stone’s quarter horse. Hooves chewed at the earth, deftly
dodging the roots of a Cyprus tree, spewing turf into the creek.
Even as he raced, Stone soaked
in the scents and sounds of home—the squeak of the saddle, the whistle of the
wind through the pines. Churned earth and blue bonnets waving in the wind
released a fragrance every bit as intoxicating as the first whiff of a freshly
opened bottle of Glenfiddich whiskey.
This corner of land outside of
Fort Worth, Texas, had belonged to the McNairs for generations, their homestead
as they built a business empire. His blood hummed when he rode the ranch.
Ownership had branded itself into his DNA as tangibly as the symbol of the
Hidden Gem Ranch that had been branded onto his quarter horse’s flank.
Outings on the ranch with his
grandmother and his twin cousins were few and far between these days, given
their hectic work schedules. He wasn’t sure why Gran had called this little
reunion and impromptu race, but it had to be something important for her to
resort to pulling them all away from the McNair Empire.
His other cousin, Amie,
galloped alongside Stone, her laughter full and uninhibited. “How’re the family
jewels holding up?” Without waiting for an answer, Amie urged her Arabian
ahead, her McNair-black hair trailing behind her just like when she’d been ten
instead of thirty. Rides with their grandmother had been a regular occurrence
when they were children, then less and less frequent as they grew older and
went their separate ways. None of them had hesitated when the family matriarch
insisted on an impromptu gathering. Stone owed his grandmother. She’d been his
safe haven every time his druggy mother went on a binge or checked into rehab.
Again.
Damn straight, he owed his
grandmother a debt he couldn’t repay. She’d been there from day one, an
aggressive advocate in getting the best care possible to detox her crack baby
grandson. Gran had paid for her daughter to enter detox programs again and
again, with little success. Year after year, Gran had been as constant as the
land they called home—for his cousins, too.
And she’d given each one of
them a role to play. Alex managed the family lands—Hidden Gem Ranch, which
operated as a bed-and-breakfast hobby ranch for the rich and famous. Stone
managed the family jewelry design house and stores.
Diamonds in the Rough featured
high-end rustic designs, from rodeo belt buckles and stylized bolos, to Aztec
jewelry, all highly sought after around the country. If everything went
according to plan, he intended to expand Diamonds in the Rough with
international offices in London and Milan, making the big announcement at a
wild mustang fundraiser this fall. And Amie—a gemologist—was already working on
designs for new pieces to meet the expected increase in demand
Yes, the world was finally
coming back together for him. After his broken engagement knocked him for a
loop seven months ago…
But he didn’t want to think
about Johanna. Not today. Not ever, if he could avoid it. Although that was
tough to accomplish, since Johanna worked for Hidden Gem Stables as a vet tech.
He’d missed her this morning when they’d saddled up. Would he bump into her
after his ride?
The possibility filled him
with frustration—and an unwanted boot in the libido...

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ReplyDeleteIt is! I definitely recommend it. :)
DeleteThanks so much for featuring ONE GOOD COWBOY - and for the wonderful review!! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Catherine! I really enjoyed it. <3
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