A fresh startâfor both of them
As a kid from a shattered family, Kathy Harris couldnât wait to get out of Harmony Valley. Yet here she is, back home, determined to rebuild her life and regain her young sonâs trust. But she doesnât expect to work miraclesâunlike Dylan OâBrien, the enigmatic cowboy rumored to be a healer of misfit horses.
As they work to save an injured colt, Kathy starts to believe in a future with Dylan that she never thought possible. But one of Kathyâs new rules is no more secretsâ¦and Dylan has a big one. One that could destroy the life he and Kathy are building together.
Dylan took his eyes off the mare to meet Kathyâs gaze.
There was an intensity in his eyes she hadnât experienced in a long time, as if he could see inside her soul, as if he wanted to know her secrets. âSugar is misunderstood. Same as you.â That grin. It spun a thread that spanned between them. One that beckoned: trust me.
An alarm rang through her veins.
Kathy stepped back, breaking the connection, denying the call. She didnât let men get close. Besides, what decent man would want to get close to a woman like her? âI donât date.â
Dylan brought Sugar to a halt with a slight flip of the lead and gave Kathy his full attention.
If sheâd thought his gaze was intent before, sheâd been wrong.
Dear Reader,
Welcome to Harmony Valley!
Things arenât as harmonious here as they once were. Jobs have dried up, and almost everyone under the age of sixty has moved away in the past ten years, leaving the population...well, rather gray-haired and peaceful.
But things are changing since three hometown boys made good. Theyâve returned home, started a winery, and now others are moving back, such as Kathy Harris, Flynnâs sister who was first introduced in Summer Kisses (Book 2).
Horse whisperer Dylan OâBrien used to be known as a miracle worker. That was before a stallion he was working with went berserk and nearly killed someone. Now heâs using rescued horses to help people deal with issues of confidence, stress and addiction. This isnât the environment his ex-wife wants his son to be raised in. But itâs the path Dylan feels he must take to make peace with his past.
I hope you enjoy Kathy and Dylanâs journey, as well as the other romances in the Harmony Valley series. I love to hear from readers. Check my website to learn more about upcoming books, sign up for email book announcements (and Iâll send you a free read), or chat with me on Facebook (MelindaCurtisAuthor) or Twitter (MelCurtisAuthor) to hear about my latest giveaways.
Melinda Curtis
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Award-winning, USA TODAY bestselling author MELINDA CURTIS lives in Californiaâs arid central valley with her husband, an ancient Labrador and a âShorkieâ puppy. Because their three kids are all in college (bad planning on their part), youâre more likely to see pictures of Melindaâs dogs on social media than her kids (the kids appreciate this).
Melinda enjoys putting humor into her stories, because thatâs how she approaches life. She writes sweet contemporary romances as Melinda Curtis (Brenda Novak says of Season of Change: âFound a place on my keeper shelf.â), and fun, steamy reads as Mel Curtis (Jayne Ann Krentz says of Cora Rules: âWonderfully entertaining.â).
Nothing in my life would be possible without the love and support of my immediate family, extended family and close friends. A special thank-you to my husband of thirty years for putting up with me, even when I wanted to bring home a puppy to our now empty nest.
To Misty, a beautiful Appaloosa mare with a mind of her own. She was the inspiration behind Sugar Lips, and the love of my life when I was a girl.
CHAPTER ONE
WHEN KATHY HARRIS was a teenager, sheâd dreamed of being a fashion designer, a professional basketball player and an airline pilotâanything to get out of her small hometown.
So much for dreams.
She shoveled another pile of manure into the wheelbarrow.
She was back in Harmony Valley, the smallest of small towns in the remotest of remote corners of Sonoma County, California.
She made a clucking noise with her tongue and gave Sugar Lips a gentle shove in her chestnut haunches. The former racehorse turned brood mare nickered softly and ambled to the other corner of the paddock. Kathy scooped her manure-filled shovel again, beginning to feel warm in her jacket despite the brisk breeze that had the last reddish-gold leaves of fall swirling around her feet.
âYou must be Kathy.â An unfamiliar, masculine voice.