Wild At Hart
No man should look as good as Austin Wright. Especially when that man is a suspect in a string of burglaries. And, Sheriff Dinah Hart canât afford the distraction. Roundupâs thieves are growing bolder and Thunder Ranchâs prize stallion, Midnight, is still missing, putting the Hartsâ entire livelihood at risk. Dinah needs to focus, because sheâs worked too hard to earn the townâs respect just to throw it away on a fling.
Austin knows heâs got a bad reputation. Heâs been following his fatherâs self-destructive footsteps for far too long. Now heâs finally ready to take the first step toward fixing his life, and convincing people, especially Dinah, that heâs changed.
But when Austin discovers an unexpected connection to Midnightâs disappearance, will Dinah see him for the man he was, or the one heâs trying to become?
âSee anything you like?â Austin drawled
Dinah turned on her heel and opened her mouth to tell him that sheâd heard that line before. Why, maybe even a dozen times.
But Austin was standing much closer than she anticipated. Actually, they were standing so close that she could smell his cologne. And the starch on his shirt. And the worn leather of his old, scruffy boots. And, well, everything else about him that made him distinctly Austin Wright.
Reading her mind, he grinned slowly. âBrings back old memories, doesnât it?â
Dinahâs chin snapped up. âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
A fresh set of lines showed up at the corners of his eyes. âSure you doâ¦and I do, too.â Leaning so close that it was almost uncomfortable, he whispered, âRemember when we used to see each other at the honky tonks? When we used to flirt a little too much? Stand a little too close?â
Oh, she remembered a whole lot of things, all right. Maybe too many for her own good.
Dear Reader,
I donât exactly recall when my father first got Jet, his beautiful palomino. I do recall that we all thought Jet was a wonderful horse, and though I was very allergic to him, Iâd sometimes walk with my dad to the barn or one of the pastures and visit him.
Jetâs life with my dad was fairly sedate. My dad would ride him when he could. Otherwise Jet lived a life of semiretirement, grazing and resting. By the time I was a senior in high school, my father was fairly involved in the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo. Because of that, he was invited to ride in the arena one evening. So off Jet went to the Astrodome! I was sitting in the stands (loaded up with Benadryl), camera in hand, and then, all of a sudden, there they were. My dad and Jet on the Astrodomeâs big screen! It would be hard to say who looked prouderâmy dad or that horse.
I thought a lot about that moment when I wrote this book. I think thereâs a time in everyoneâs life when he or she is ready to shine, to have a second chance for glory. I did my best to let Austin and Dinah have that moment in this novel.
I canât tell you what an honor itâs been to be a part of this continuity. Iâm grateful for the other authors for their advice, and to our amazing team of editors for their guidance.
I hope you enjoy the book! And Iâm as anxious as you to read Beau: Cowboy Protector by Marin Thomas, the next installment of the Harts of the Rodeo series!
Shelley Galloway
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Shelley Galloway grew up in Houston, Texas, left for college in Colorado, then returned to Dallas for six years. After teaching lots and lots of sixth graders, she now lives with her husband, aging beagle and barking wiener dog in southern Ohio. She writes full-time. To date, Shelley has penned more than thirty novels for various publishers, both as Shelley Galloway for the Harlequin American Romance line, and as Shelley Shepard Gray for Avon Inspire.
Her novels have appeared on bestsellers lists. She won a Reviewersâ Choice Award in 2006 and a Holt Medallion in 2009. Currently, she writes all day, texts her college son too much and tries not to think about her daughter going to college next year, too. Please visit her online at www.Harlequin.com or her website, www.shelleygalloway.com.
This book is dedicated to my fellow Harlequin Continuity Authors, Cathy, C.J., Roz, Marin, Linda. What a privilege itâs been!
Chapter One
The light streaming through the cheap metal miniblinds was blinding. Austin Wright discovered if he squinted his eyes and turned his head a little to the left, he could almost stand it. Now, if he could only find a way to deal with the sickly, sweet sensation of needing to vomit.
Why the hell hadnât he stopped after those first three shots of Cuervo Gold?