His Chosen Bride. Rhonda Gibson

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      This Texan Had No Intention of Becoming a Groom…

      Until he found out he had a year to find a bride—or risk losing the family ranch. Any of the four mail-order brides recently arrived in Granite, Texas, would make a good wife. So why can’t Levi Westland stop thinking about the one who refuses to have him? The marriage of convenience Levi offers isn’t enough to persuade Millie Hamilton. Truth is, it’s no longer enough for Levi, either….

      Millie just needed a place to escape to. Now that she’s paid Levi back his traveling expenses, she can forge her own way. If he knew the truth about her past, Levi’s admiration would vanish. But the only thing harder than risking her heart may be watching Levi marry anyone but her.

      “Are you sure that’s what you want, Millie? Just to remain friends? We can still be friends and be married.”

      He wished the carriage wasn’t so dark so he could see her expression better. “I thought things had deepened between us. Can you seriously deny you have feelings for me?”

      He heard her soft sigh and felt her sit up straighter on the seat. “Levi, I’ll admit that something has changed between us, but it doesn’t matter. I still can’t marry you.” Was that a catch he heard in her voice? Or wishful thinking on his part?

      “Can’t? Or won’t?” Levi was more shaken by her refusal than he cared to admit. He knew his voice held the anger he felt but he couldn’t help it. It was as if he were trying to draw a different response from her. To make her admit she cared. He sought to erect a wall of defense around his heart.

      “I don’t have a choice, Levi.”

      Why couldn’t she see that a marriage between them would be the best solution? It dawned on him it was the solution to his problem, not hers.

      RHONDA GIBSON

      lives in New Mexico with her husband, James. She has two children and three beautiful grandchildren. Reading is something she has enjoyed her whole life, and writing stemmed from that love. When she isn’t writing or reading, she enjoys gardening, beading and playing with her dog, Sheba. You can visit her at www.rhondagibson.net, where she enjoys chatting with readers and friends online. Rhonda hopes her writing will entertain, encourage and bring others closer to God.

      His Chosen Bride

      Rhonda Gibson

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      For I the Lord your God will hold your right hand, saying to you, Fear not; I will help you.

      —Isaiah 41:13

      A special thank you to all my critique partners…

      I couldn’t have finished this book without you.

      Contents

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Chapter Eighteen

       Chapter Nineteen

       Chapter Twenty

       Chapter Twenty-One

       Epilogue

       Dear Reader

       Questions for Discussion

       Excerpt

      Chapter One

      Granite, Texas

      Fall 1886

      Millie Hamilton stood in the stagecoach doorway and looked out on the town before her. Dusty, rustic and sparse. Most certainly not like her beloved hometown of Cottonwood Springs, New Mexico, with its trees along Main Street and flower boxes in front of businesses. No, she was finally in Granite, Texas, six months past her original arrival date.

      “Miss Millicent Summer?”

      Millie knew without being told that the man in front of her was Levi Westland, the man who’d expected to marry her six months ago. She was to have been his mail-order bride. She recognized him from the photograph he’d sent her in his last letter, though the small picture hadn’t done him justice. Surely he hadn’t continued to meet the stage daily.

      “Yes?” Millie allowed him to take her gloved hand and assist her from the stage.

      “I’m Levi Westland.”

      To say Levi Westland was handsome would have been an understatement. Piercing green eyes shone from his face like gleaming porcelain, and two dimples appeared as if loving fingers had squeezed his cheeks. She was caught off guard by the sudden flutter in her heart. He was the most handsome man she’d ever met, and that meant trouble for her.

      Levi Westland smiled up at her and continued to hold her gloved hand in his. He smelled of fresh-cut wood and warm earth, but his attire appeared to be that of a rancher. Leather cowboy boots, a black Stetson hat and a shiny belt buckle were not the standard dress of a woodworker, which was what he said in his letters that he did.

      “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Westland.” Millie removed her hand from his. “I wasn’t expecting you to be waiting for me—after all, it has been over six months since I was supposed to have arrived.”

      The stagecoach driver tossed two bags down to the boardwalk in front of them. Millie grimaced at the thud that they made and was thankful she’d thought to put her charcoal and paints in her satchel instead of in one of the bigger bags.

      Levi