Название: Mustang Wild
Автор: Stacey Kayne
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon Historical
isbn: 9781472040268
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Tucker took a quick step backward into the shadowed corner of the barn as she sat up.
Skylar drew a deep breath and closed her eyes, releasing a stream of silent tears.
Looking at her now, she hardly resembled the woman full of confidence and sass who’d spent the day working his horses. Her wide, glistening eyes now stared into his.
“How long have you been standing there?” Her voice was warm, sultry, alluring.
Tucker’s gaze drifted across her face. Her skin looked as soft and pretty as a rosebud. And those lips…
He pinched his eyes shut. It would be wrong to make a pass at his new horse trainer; the woman he intended to unwed.
A woman who’s after my ranch.
Mustang Wild
Stacey Kayne
MILLS & BOON
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Dedicated to
My grandmothers—women of strength and courage
who’ve influenced my life.
Special thanks to
Lyn Randal, my dear friend, contest rival, star sister and guardian angel.
My English teacher, Mr. Perez, whose praise of my writing fueled my courage to write a book.
My mom—I couldn’t have achieved this dream without your love, faith and support!
My mother-in-law, for being my friend, cheerleader and very first proofreader.
Evan Fogelman, for believing in my work, giving me confidence and keeping my spirits up.
My critique partners, Sheila Rae Z. Mohs, Renee Luke and Carla Hughes—who put up with my dyslexic jargle and help me find those missing words, while adding fun and friendship to my life.
My angel boys, for being the best kids ever—and for letting their mom hog the computer!
Last but not least, my hero, my husband, the man who has suffered through countless dinners out of a box and the untold amount of housework that is always on my to-do list. He never counted on his wife being a writer, but has adjusted well. You have to admire a man who can proudly announce, “My wife writes killer romance novels.” Love you!
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Epilogue
Chapter 1
New Mexico Territory, 1880
S kylar Daines reined her Arabian stallion beside her younger brother and surveyed the ragged, canvas-topped structures wavering in the desert heat like an ugly mirage. As long as Chance Morgan was in the area, she didn’t care if the town of Black Dog was a row of outhouses.
Unfortunately, it didn’t appear far off from being just that.
Fear spiraled up from the pit of her stomach, sending a wave of shivers across her skin as she scanned the parallel cluster of makeshift buildings surrounded by miles of dry dirt, sand and sage. For such a small watering hole, a fair number of horses stood along the short strip of dirt, with more staked and hobbled on open ground.
“Sis, you sure that’s Black Dog? It don’t look like no place to find someone trustworthy.”
Straining for an encouraging smile, she met Garret’s gaze. “This is it,” she said in a steady tone, suddenly wishing her father’s maps weren’t so accurate. “Let’s see if anyone has heard of Chance Morgan.”
Garret’s hazel eyes narrowed, his features hardened, reminding Skylar of all the violence he’d been exposed to in his tender thirteen years.
“I don’t like it, Sky.” He shook his head, making no move to urge his horse forward.
She didn’t blame him. But they hadn’t come this far to fail. Her father’s last words had been to take Garret and the deed for their land in Wyoming to Black Dog and find Chance Morgan, her father’s business partner. They’d just spent a month traveling across a land as unforgiving as life itself. There’d been no time to ponder the grief weighing on her soul. Her guilt, on the other hand, hung around her neck like an iron yoke.
She wouldn’t fail Garret. She would СКАЧАТЬ