He needs to stop running from his mistakes.
Cowboy or doctor? Sawyer McCord has been wrestling with that question since he came home to the Circle H after fleeing his remote clinic in the Himalayas. A tragedy there has him doubting his medical skills, but his reception on the ranch has been chilly at best. Sawyer canât blame his familyâor Olivia Wilson, his brotherâs exâfor their anger. So why does Oliviaâs opinion of him suddenly matter so much? Sawyer has unfinished business here and at his clinic. If heâs ever going to redeem himself, he needs to start by making amends to the one woman who might never forgive him.
âDid you see, Mom? We almost cantered.â
Sawyer sent Olivia a look as he led Hero out of the corral, Nick still grinning.
âNot quite,â Sawyer assured her. âHeroâs got good gaits, but I doubt I could keep up with him at that pace.â
He wasnât even breathing hard, and Olivia looked away from his shirt, which was now plastered to his shoulders, chest and flat abdomen. He was saving face for Nick so he wouldnât feel as if he were on some pony ride at a summer fair. Of course he wanted to go fast. That was her son. Years ago, she had to admit, that would have been her, too, flying like the wind on Jasmine.
And that was, always, like Sawyer. His impulsiveness had cost Olivia her favorite horse. She found it hard to forget that when she was here at the Circle H... Yet watching him and Nick with the lovely gray gelding had made her heart ache in a good way. Here was Sawyer McCord, a cowboy again, though heâd turned his back on the ranch years ago.
Though he would probably leave again once more.
Dear Reader,
Iâm so happy to bring you Cowboy on Call, this third book in my Kansas Cowboys series. Sawyer McCord is the bad boy of this groupâI do love bad boys!âand he truly needs to find redemption.
In his defense, Sawyer hasnât had an easy time of it. After losing his parents when he was eight, he and his twin brother, Logan (from book one, The Reluctant Rancher), were raised by their grandfather, Sam. But after Sam and Sawyer had a falling-out, Sawyer left home. Long estranged from his brother, too, he has a lot to make up for. And not only with his family.
Sawyer is also carrying a heavy load of guilt over another tragedy that happened far away. But coming home again canât fix that, either. Heâs in bad shape as a doctor and as a man, and Sawyer certainly doesnât count on becoming a cowboy againâor meeting up with Olivia Wilson, the one true love of his life.
Divorced from Sawyerâs brother, Olivia is determined to be the best single mom she can be for their son, and the last thing she needs is to fall for Sawyer. He wonât stay longâjust like beforeâand besides, they have a sad history.
I had a great time getting Sawyer and Olivia together, though it takes an unruly black colt to help get the job done. Ride âem, cowboy!
I hope you enjoy Cowboy on Call. If you missed book one, The Reluctant Rancher, and/or Last Chance Cowboy, book two, theyâre also available. And please visit my website, leighriker.com, where you can also sign up for my newsletter.
As always, happy reading!
Leigh
LEIGH RIKER, like so many dedicated readers, grew up with her nose in a book. This award-winning, USA TODAY bestselling author still canât imagine a better way to spend her time than to curl up with a good romance novelâunless itâs to write one! Sheâs a member of the Authors Guild, Novelists, Inc., and Romance Writers of America. When not writing, sheâs either out in the garden, indoors watching movies funny and sad, or traveling (for research purposes, of course). With added âhelpâ from her mischievous cat, Daisy, sheâs now working on a new novel. She loves to hear from readers. You can find Leigh on her website, leighriker.com, on Facebook at leighrikerauthor and on Twitter, @lbrwriter.
For Don
Still my favorite cowboy...happily-ever-after.
CHAPTER ONE
OLIVIA WATCHED HER ex-husband dance with his bride.
From the deep shadows along the driveway, in view of the ranch house where sheâd once lived at the Circle H, she watched other people join the bride and groom and listened to the soft strains of the ballad the band was playing. And felt her eyes fill. She always cried at weddings, but this reception held special significance.
Overhead the stars twinkled like ornaments just for this summer night. Strung through the nearby cottonwood trees, fairy lights winked as if someone had matched the two displays, heaven and earth.