Cowboy's Redemption
He gave her his heart. She gave him a daughter.When Colt McCloud’s former lover Lola Dayton arrives at his door, pleading to help save his daughter, Colt’s military – and daddy – instincts kick in! Secretly, Colt knows that if they survive, he’ll make this threesome a forever family…
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He gave her his heart.
She gave him a daughter.
Eighteen months ago, Colt McCloud experienced an unforgettable night of passion. Now his onetime lover is at his door, pleading for help to save the daughter they conceived. Lola Dayton knows Colt is her only hope to infiltrate the kidnapperâs compound and save their baby. His militaryâand fatherâinstincts kick in. And Colt secretly vows...if they survive, heâll make this threesome a forever family.
B. J. DANIELS is a New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author. She wrote her first book after a career as an award-winning newspaper journalist and author of thirty-seven published short stories. She lives in Montana with her husband, Parker, and three springer spaniels. When not writing, she quilts, boats and plays tennis. Contact her at www.bjdaniels.com, on Facebook or on Twitter, @bjdanielsauthor.
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COWBOYâS REDEMPTION
© 2018 Barbara Heinlein
Published in Great Britain 2018
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This one is for Stelly, who even at four loves stories where the heroine gets to help save herself.
Contents
Running blindly through the darkness, Lola didnât see the tree limb until it struck her in the face. It clawed at her cheek, digging into a spot under her right eye as she flung it away with her arm. She had to stifle the cry of pain that rose in her throat for fear she would be heard. As she ran, she felt warm blood run down to the corner of her lips. The taste of it mingled with the salt of her tears, but she didnât slow, couldnât. She could hear them behind her.
She pushed harder, knowing that, being men, they had the advantage, especially the way she was dressed. Her long skirt caught on something. She heard the fabric rend, not for the first time. She felt as if it was her heart being ripped out with it.
Her only choice was to escape. But at what price? Sheâd been forced to leave behind the one person who mattered most. Her thundering heart ached at the thought, but she knew that this was the only way. If she could get help...
âSheâs over here!â came a cry from behind her. âThis way!â
She wiped away the warm blood as she crashed through the brush and trees. Her legs ached and she didnât know how much longer she could keep going. Fatigue was draining her. If they caught her this time...
She tripped on a tree root, stumbled and almost plunged headlong down the mountainside. Her shoulder slammed into a tree trunk. She veered off it like a pinball, but she kept pushing herself forward because the alternative was worse than death.
They were closer now. She could feel one of them breathing down her neck. She didnât dare look back. To look back would be to admit defeat. If she could just reach the road before they caught up to her...
