From Hollywoodâ¦
A cattle ranch is the perfect place for movie star Sophia Jackson to escape her scandalous past and the paparazzi hot on her trail. But foreman Travis Palmer makes it clear whoâs running the ranch. When their constant clashing ignites unexpected attraction, Sophia takes on her greatest acting role: pretending she isnât falling for the sexy, domineering cowboy.
â¦to Motherhood
Once Travis sweeps her into his arms at her sisterâs wedding, she knows the feelingâs mutual. But a precious secret followed Sophia west. And now a Hollywood hurricane is about to blow through Travisâs peaceful Texas town. Is the mother-to-be ready to fight for her future and see her most passionate Christmas wish grantedâshe and Travis vowing to love each other forever?
âYou have to get the groceries for me.â
âNope. Itâs May.â He stuck his hat on, so his hands were free to pick up his second boot and shake the cell phone out of it.
âItâs May? What kind of answer is that? Do you fast in May or do a colon cleanse or something?â
He looked up at her joke, but his grin died before it started. Judging by the look on her face, she wasnât joking. âThe River Mack rounds up in May.â
She looked at him, waiting. He realized a woman from Hollywood probably had no idea what that meant.
âWeâre busy. Weâre branding. We have to keep an eye on the late calving, the bullsââ
He stopped himself. He wasnât going to explain the rest. Managing a herd was a constant, complex operation.
Sophia flapped one hand toward the kitchen behind her. âI have nothing to eat. You have to help me.â
He stomped into his second boot. âNot unless youâre a pregnant or nursing cow.â
At her gasp, he did laugh. âI keep every beast on this ranch fed, but you, maâam, are not a beast. Youâre a movie star, a woman who can take care of herself, and youâre not my problem.â
She looked absolutely stricken. Had he been so harsh? âListen, if Iâm going toward town, I donât mind picking you up a gallon of milk. Thatâs just common courtesy. I expect you to do the same for me.â
âI canât leave the ranch.â
âNeither can I. Now if youâll excuse me, Iâve got a barn full of animals to feed before I can feed myself.â
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TEXAS RESCUE: Rescuing hearts⦠one Texan at a time!
Despite a no-nonsense background as a West Point graduate and US Army officer, CARO CARSON has always treasured the happily-ever-after of a good romance novel. Now Caro is delighted to be living her own happily-ever-after with her husband and two children in the great state of Florida, a location that has saved the coaster-loving theme-park fanatic a fortune on plane tickets.
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the reader who spent time to meet me at the book signing, or spent time to send me the note to say you love the love stories that I spent time to write. Thank you.
Chapter One
It was the end of the world.
Sophia Jackson strained to see something, anything that looked like civilization, but the desolate landscape was no more than brown dirt and scrubby bits of green plants that stretched all the way to the horizon.
She might have been in one of her own movies.
The one that had garnered an Academy Award nomination for her role as a dying frontier woman had been filmed in Mexico, but this part of Texas looked close enough. The one that had made her an overnight success as a Golden Globe winner for her portrayal of a doomed woman in a faraway galaxy had been filmed in Italy, but again, this landscape was eerily similar.
Doomed. Dying. Isolated.
Sheâd channeled those emotions before. This time, however, no one was going to yell cut. No one was going to hand her a gold statue.
âAre we there yet?â She sounded demanding, just like the junior officer thrust into a leadership role on a space colony.
Well, not really. She had the ear of an actor; she could catch nuance in tone and delivery, even inâor especially inâher own voice. She didnât sound like a commander. She sounded like a diva.
I have the right to be a diva. Iâve got the gold statue to prove it.
She tossed her hair back with a jingle of her chandelier earrings, queen of the backseat of the car.
In the front bucket seats, her sisterâs fiancé continued to drive down the endless road in silence, but Sophia caught the quick glance he shared with her sister. The two of them didnât think she was a young military officer. They didnât even think of her as a diva.
She was an annoying, spoiled brat who was going to be dropped off in the middle of abso-freaking-lutely nowhere.