Daddy Wore Spurs. Stella Bagwell
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Название: Daddy Wore Spurs

Автор: Stella Bagwell

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Короткие любовные романы

Серия: Men of the West

isbn: 9781474002042

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       A faint smile curved his lips.

      “I’m a curious man and you’re a beautiful woman. A plus B equals C.”

      “That’s not the way algebra works.”

      Finn chuckled lowly. “You’re right. That’s not algebra. That’s my own special equation.”

      He was making light of the whole thing and it would be best if she did, too. But his kiss had shaken her to the very depths of her being. And she was sick of men never taking her seriously, tired of being considered a pleasant pastime and nothing more.

      “Very cute,” she muttered, then quickly turned away from him and walked over to Harry’s playpen. “But I’ve had enough laughs for one night. I’m putting Harry and myself to bed.”

      Mariah was bending over to pick up Harry when Finn’s hands caught her around the waist and tugged her straight back into his arms.

      “If you thought that was for laughs, then maybe I’d better do it over.”

      Before she could react he’d already fastened his lips over hers. And this time there was no mistaking the raw hunger in his kiss.

       ***

       Men of the West:

      Whether ranchers or lawmen, these heartbreakers can ride, shoot—and drive a woman crazy…

      Daddy Wore Spurs

      Stella Bagwell

      

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      After writing more than eighty books for Mills & Boon, STELLA BAGWELL still finds it exciting to create new stories and bring her characters to life. She loves all things Western and has been married to her own real cowboy for forty-four years. Living on the south Texas coast, she also enjoys being outdoors and helping her husband care for the horses, cats and dog that call their small ranch home. The couple has one son, who teaches high school mathematics and is also an athletic director. Stella loves hearing from readers. They can contact her at [email protected].

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      To my husband, Harrell.

      You still look sexy in spurs, my darlin’!

      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

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter One

      Was this baby his son?

      Finn Calhoun stared in wonder at the four-month-old boy cradled in the woman’s arms. The child’s hair was curly, but it wasn’t bright copper like his own. Still, it was a light shade of auburn. Finn’s eyes were the color of the sky, while the baby’s eyes were a much darker blue. There were also the dimples creasing his fat little cheeks. Finn possessed those same dimples, too. But that was hardly proof the little guy belonged to him.

      A man was supposed to have nine months to adjust to the idea of becoming a dad, Finn thought. He’d had all of two days to ponder the notion of having a child. And though he liked to consider himself a man with his boots firmly planted on the ground, the idea that he might be a father had left him feeling as if he’d been shot out of a cannon and hadn’t yet landed.

      “Would you like to hold him?”

      The gently spoken question broke through Finn’s dazed thoughts, and he lifted his gaze to Mariah Montgomery, the baby’s aunt.

      Gauging her to be in her midtwenties, he noted that her slender frame was concealed beneath a pair of worn blue jeans and a sleeveless red checked blouse. Crow-black hair waved back from a wide forehead and was fastened at the nape of her neck with a white silk scarf. Cool gray eyes regarded him with cautious regard, while a set of pale pink lips pressed into a straight line.

      Since meeting him at the door five minutes ago and inviting him into the house, Finn hadn’t seen any sort of pleasurable expression or welcoming smile cross her face. But Finn could СКАЧАТЬ