A Cowboy To Call Daddy
A DISTRACTION HE DOESN’T NEED!Archer Boone’s whole life revolves around his work at his family’s ranch and horse refuge. Animals are just so much less complicated than people. But he needs to get the refuge’s financial paperwork in order so he can secure his funding. When Eden Caraway arrives to work on his books, Archer can’t afford to be distracted by the beautiful single mom and her two adorable daughters.Eden Caraway is really Eden Monroe, and she is determined to earn her father’s respect. So if he wants to pull funding from Archer Boone’s horse refuge, she’ll make it happen. But Eden is falling for Archer, and she dreams of staying at Boone Ranch. How can she reveal her real reason for being there and risk losing her heart?
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A DISTRACTION HE DOESNâT NEED!
Archer Booneâs whole life revolves around his work at his familyâs ranch and horse refuge. Animals are just so much less complicated than people. But he needs to get the refugeâs financial paperwork in order so he can secure his funding. When Eden Caraway arrives to work on his books, Archer canât afford to be distracted by the beautiful single mom and her two adorable daughters.
Eden Caraway is really Eden Monroe, and she is determined to earn her fatherâs respect. So if he wants to pull funding from Archer Booneâs horse refuge, sheâll make it happen. But Eden is falling for Archer, and she dreams of staying at Boone Ranch. How can she reveal her real reason for being there and risk losing her heart?
Miss Carawayâs eyes widened. âI appreciate your concern, Dr. Booneââ
âGood,â he said. âLet me make this clear. Unless I am with them, your daughters need to stay away from the horses. Especially Fester. Is that understood?â
She blinked but didnât say a word. Ivy was frowning, tears welling up in her big eyes.
âHe mad, Momma?â Ivy whispered.
âNo, Ivy. He wants to keep you safe.â Edenâs voice was soft and soothing.
Archer didnât miss the lethal glare Eden shot his way before she headed back to the minivan.
Her anger wasnât important. He was her bossâhis place, his rules. He glanced at Eden. Ivy stared back at him over her motherâs shoulder. Her golden curls danced on the breeze, her huge hazel eyes unblinking. He sighed. Ivy waved, her tiny fingers splayed wide even as her chin quivered. He was a jerk. But heâd never meant to make the little girl cry. A little girl who kept waving.
So he waved back.
Her smile was so bright, he had no choice but to smile in return.
SASHA SUMMERS grew up surrounded by books. Her passions have always been storytelling, romance and travel. Whether itâs an easy-on-the-eyes cowboy or a hero of truly mythic proportions, Sasha falls a little in love with each and every one of her heroes. She frequently gets lost with her characters in the worlds she creates, forgetting those everyday tasks like laundry and dishes. Luckily, her four brilliant children and hero-inspiring hubby are super understanding and helpful.
To all the cowboy lovers out there!
You know a real hero when you see (read) one!
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After a leisurely drive admiring wildflower-laden fields, open pastures, and acres of cattle and horses, Edenâs morning took a sharp U-turn back into Sucksville. Only this time she wasnât trapped at work, she was stuck in unknown territory. Boone Ranch Refuge was far off the beaten track, smack-dab in the middle of the Texas Hill Country. Things had been looking up when she turned off the two-lane county road and driven through the impressive wood and stone archway that assured her sheâd reached Boone Ranch.
Her sudden flare of nerves wasnât surprising. She had a lot to do and a limited time to do it. And this time, she was determined to earn her fatherâs respect. Did she wish there was another way? Yes, definitely. Her motherâs support of Boone Ranch Refuge had been unwavering. And on paper, the work done here was worth funding. But her father insisted things werenât as on the up-and-up as they seemed. So Eden was hereâwithout her fatherâs blessingâto look deeper, review every scrap of paper, bill, invoice and ledger. Her father might believe that his word was enough to sway the boardâs opinion, but Eden knew better. Before she left, sheâd make sure her father and the board were satisfied.
Logically, she needed to start at the refuge. But dropping in on a grantee for a surprise audit was a first. Normally, sheâd give her applicants a checklist of what she needed and time to get everything in order. But this was different. She had a job to do and not much time to do it. The infamously prickly Dr. Boone would have to deal with the inconvenience. Still, she suspected he wouldnât be pleased. But dealing with Dr. Boone would be worth it if she left with information that made her father happy.
The sun poured into her small black rental car, so she kicked up the air-conditioning and drove on, bouncing over a cattle guard. The farther she drove, the more removed from the real world she felt. Ambling cows and a herd of red-and-white goats dotted the sprawling pastureland. It was peaceful and quiet, soothing to her frazzled nerves. She bounced across another cattle guard and dodged a wild-eyed roadrunner.
But her drive was cut short when the carâs engine sputtered. She coasted to a stop, staring at the dash. No lights. No beeping. No clicks. And no air-conditioning. Just dead. She opened the door, the heat immediately stifling in the small car, and sat there hoping something miraculous would happen. Like the car starting. She closed her eyes, rested her head on the headrest and tried to think.
