“Because it’s everywhere! Don’t worry about it. This is so fun!” Lyn adjusts her ten gallon cowboy hat. “Do you think this is a little too much?”
“Not at all,” Patsy chuckles. “Y’all look just like cowboys to me. Jeans, checked shirts and cowboy boots! Lyn, you’re a natural. Just tone down the English accent and nobody’ll know the difference!”
“Will you look at that!” Mary’s eyes fairly pop as she follows. A row of tight male butts clad in
line the makeshift bar. Levis
“Omygawd!” Patsy’s mouth drops open. “Nothing like a cowboy in
start the day off right.” Levis
“I’m having a heat flash!” Lyn fans herself as she peers at the male buffet. “I think I need a drink.”
“This is certainly the place,” Dawn Luedecke rushes in. “Did you get a chance to check out the dance floor and there’s a rodeo going on over yonder.” She points northwest.
A muscular cowboy turns around, leans against the bar and grins as he pushes back his black Stetson. Blue eyes sparkle above straight white teeth shining from the deeply tanned skin. “Well, hello ladies! Y’all by yourselves?”
“I won’t tell if you won’t.” His dark brows waggle suggestively.
“Jake,” Dawn shakes her finger. “Mind your manners. These are ladies, not the kind you hang with.”
“I can change my ways.” He tips his hat. “Any of y’all know the Texas Two Step?”
“Good idea!” Dawn motions them to follow. “Grab your beers and let’s check out the dancing. I heard the band tuning up a few minutes ago. They should be playing by now.”
The dance floor is huge, shaped like an old-time pavilion complete with Chinese lanterns strung around the area for lighting. On the stage, a teenage girl croons to a song made popular by LeAnn Rimes.
“She’s doing a good job on that song.” Lyn taps her foot to the music. “Makes me want to dance.”
Dark, handsome Jake offers his arm. “Lead the way, little lady.”
“Lyn always draws the good ones,” Mary sighs.
Dawn elbows Mary. “Uh, don’t look now but there’s more headed this way.”
Sure enough, a throng of cowboys stampede in their direction, pushing and shoving to be first in line.
“Oh my,” gasps Mary. “Should we or shouldn’t we?”
“We should!” Patsy exclaims. “I came to have fun and this is a great start.”
Blond, gorgeous cowboy offers Patsy his arm. “Care to dance?”
A brawny steer wrestler reaches for Mary’s hand. “I’m so hungry I could eat a horse and you look lonely. How about we check out the vittles.”
Dawn pushes Mary forward. “Go! Have some fun.”
Hesitantly, Mary trails after the big guy, but the scent of outdoor cooking is too hard to resist.
“Y’all ever tried
Mary sniffs, checking out the fare. “Can’t say that I have. I didn’t know there were oysters in the
He laughs uproariously, slapping his hat against his knee. “That’s a good ‘un.
He looks incredulous. “You don’t know what calf fries are?” Mary shakes her head.
“They’re…um… how do I put this delicately. They’re what’s cut off when a calf is turned into a steer!”
“Oh!” Mary’s face pinks.
Lyn joins them with Patsy close behind. “I danced so hard and now I’m starving and look at all this wonderful food!”
barbequed chicken, green beans and bacon—and chili! The best of the best from the chili cook-off held earlier that morning.
For dessert, hand cranked ice cream, apple pies, fried scones with strawberries and real whipped cream! A westerner’s delight!
Blurb: Running from a past of privilege, deceit, and danger, Travis Simms is ready to settle down. What better place to forget all he left behind than the quiet little Montana town of Lolo Hot Springs? His goal is clear — build a hotel and his own destiny without complications —until one of the town’s most troublesome women captures his attention.
The excerpt: She watched him with care. “I don’t know if I love you. I like you, a lot, but I don’t have the slightest idea what love feels like.” Travis’ smile grew slowly across his face. “I understand. I’m not sure if I love you or not, but I also don’t think I could live without you. So you will always have that.” His voice was almost a whisper when he said the last.
“Truly?” Her voice cracked and she had to force herself to breathe easy. “Truly.” She inclined her head and took two brisk steps toward him. She leaned over and kissed him with all the fever of a thousand fires. He reached up and intertwined his hand through her hair to hold her still as he plundered her mouth. She released him with a shaky breath and jumped back to turn on her heels.
“Put something nice on. I’ll be back with a preacher man.” “You know, I heard you only have to say ‘I marry you’ three times and then you’re hitched.” She threw him a sassy look and slammed the door shut.
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