Betting On The Maverick. Cindy Kirk

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       “You got some hang-up about a man touching you?”

      “I most certainly do not,” Margot retorted before realizing she’d played right into his hands. “I don’t know you. I don’t particularly like you. That’s why I don’t want you touching me.”

      His gaze met hers. “Liar.”

      “What are you talking about?” Margot sputtered.

      “You want me to touch you,” Brad said as if speaking the gospel from the pulpit. “But you’re scared of what might happen once I do.”

      “Oh for the love of—” She reined in her emotions. “You are so incredibly arrogant. You think every woman is interested in that hot body of yours.”

      A grin spread across his face, like a kid opening a present at Christmastime. “You think my body is hot?”

      “Let’s get a few things straight. I’m not interested in touching you. I’m not interested in sleeping with you. I am interested in getting you out of my house.”

      “My house,” he corrected. “And you are interested in sleeping with me. You just won’t admit it.”

      “Delude yourself all you want.” Margot kept her face expressionless. There was no way, no way, she was letting him know that she found him the teensiest bit attractive.

      * * *

      Montana Mavericks: What Happened at the Wedding? A weekend Rust Creek Falls will never forget!

      Betting on the

      Maverick

      Cindy Kirk

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      From the time she was a little girl, CINDY KIRK thought everyone made up different endings to books, movies and television shows. Instead of counting sheep at night, she made up stories. She’s now had over forty novels published. She enjoys writing emotionally satisfying stories with a little faith and humor tossed in. She encourages readers to connect with her on Facebook and Twitter, @cindykirkauthor, and via her website, www.cindykirk.com.

      To Renee Ryan and Nancy Robards Thompson, my writing buddies. I love you, guys!

      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

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

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter One

      It was nearly 3:00 a.m. when Margot Sullivan stepped out of the brisk October wind and into the darkened foyer of her family home. She sniffed appreciatively. The ranch house where she’d grown up smelled different, cleaner than her last visit six months earlier. Though battling dust was a constant challenge in rural Montana, her mother had always worked hard to have a clean house. After her death, everything had been let go.

      It appeared her father was once again taking pride in the home.

      Pausing on the rug covering the weathered hardwood, Margot bent to take off her boots. She froze when Vivian, her СКАЧАТЬ