Part Time Cowboy. Maisey Yates
Читать онлайн.| Название | Part Time Cowboy |
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| Автор произведения | Maisey Yates |
| Жанр | Вестерны |
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| Издательство | Вестерны |
| Год выпуска | 0 |
| isbn | 9781474031196 |
A onetime bad girl comes home to small-town Oregon in the first in a sexy, heartfelt new series from USA TODAY bestselling author Maisey Yates
Sadie Miller isn’t expecting any welcome-home parades on her return to Copper Ridge. Least of all from part-time rancher, full-time lawman Eli Garrett. The straitlaced, impossibly hot deputy sheriff glares at her as if she’s the same teenage hoodlum who fled town ten years ago. But running from her demons has brought Sadie full circle, ready to make a commitment at last. Not to a man, but to a bed-and-breakfast. On Garrett land. Okay, so her plan has a tiny flaw…
Eli works too hard to let a blonde ball of trouble mess up his town. But keeping an eye on Sadie makes it tough to keep his hands off her. And if she’s so wrong for him, why does being with her feel so right?
Part Time Cowboy
Maisey Yates
I chose to set the little town of Copper Ridge up in the northwestern corner of Oregon because, to me, it’s got some of the most beautiful scenery in the world. Mountains, evergreens, ranch land and the ocean. A little bit of everything lovely.
Of course, after choosing the setting for a series, populating the town is next. With shops and homes, with people to live in them and work in them.
I love stories that center around family, particularly groups of siblings, and the first family that came to my mind were the Garretts—a group of siblings who have supported each other through great times and bad times, who still get together every week for dinner, conversation and the chance to insult and encourage each other.
The first Garrett you’ll meet is Eli, the upstanding brother who takes care of everyone, not just in his family, but in the whole community. And I hope you love him as much as I do.
You can get a taste for the town in Shoulda Been a Cowboy, an ebook novella that’s out now. And later this summer you’ll see more of Connor Garrett in Brokedown Cowboy and more of Kate Garrett in Bad News Cowboy.
I hope you enjoy their story, the Garrett family and the town of Copper Ridge.
Happy reading!
Maisey
To Haven. I’ve dedicated a lot of books to you, but in truth, you deserve them all. You’re the reason I get anything done, and the reason I believe in love and happily-ever-afters. I’m so grateful that I’ve got you.
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WHOEVER SAID YOU couldn’t go home again had clearly never been to Copper Ridge. The place hadn’t changed. Not in the ten years before Sadie Miller had left town, and not in the ten years since. It probably wouldn’t have changed much in another ten years.
Well, it would change a little bit now. The population sign would increase by one, adding back the resident she’d taken away when she’d left town at eighteen. And it would also contain at least one more bed-and-breakfast.
So, in an unchanging landscape, she would be responsible for two changes in a very short amount of time.
She deserved a medal of some kind. Though she doubted anyone in this town would ever give her a medal. She was just the wild child from the wrong side of the tracks. Not many would be welcoming her with open arms.
But that was fine with her. She wasn’t here for them. She was here for her.
She looked across the highway, at the ocean, barely visible through the trees on her left. She could remember walking there as a kid. A long hike in the sand, through gorse and other pricklies, around the lake and across the road.
A walk she and her friends had always made without their parents. Because the main perk of getting out for an afternoon was getting away from their parents, after all. At least it had been for her.
It was strange to see something familiar. She’d spent so many years moving on to the next new place. She never went back anywhere. Ever. She went somewhere new.
This was the first time she’d ever been somewhere old. And she wasn’t sure how she felt about it.
She looked at the gas gauge on her car and sighed. The little yellow light was reminding her that she hadn’t made a pit stop since she’d gone through Medford, nearly three hundred miles ago. She was going to have to stop somewhere in town before she went out to the ranch. She wasn’t exactly