RISKING HER HEART
Sloane Hartley is deeply rooted to her familyâs ranch in Blue Falls, Texas. So she isnât about to risk falling for a tempting tumbleweed like Jason Till. To Sloane, Jason is a handsome heartbreak waiting to happen. Like all rodeo cowboys. If she ever let herself love again, she certainly wouldnât pick someone like him!
Jason only has eyes for one prizeâthe steer-wrestling championship. And he canât afford any distractions. Certainly not a blonde beauty with trust issues like Sloane. She represents everything a cowboy on the circuit canât have anywayâhome, family, a real relationship. Everything he thought he didnât need. But when heâs with Sloane, Jason canât remember why winning at the rodeo seemed so important...
She was about to turn off her phone when a text arrived.
Iâm interested in you.
It was scary how much his admission filled her with a warm, giddy feeling.
Youâre a nice guy. I have fun with you. But we both know this isnât going anywhere.
She paused a moment before typing a bit more. I canât see you anymore.
Unexpectedly, tears formed in her eyes and she had to blink several times to keep them at bay.
Her heart leaped when the phone finally dinged again.
Have a good night, Sloane.
And just like that her heart sank all the way to her feet. Her hands actually shook as she typed, You too. And good luck tomorrow night.
Thanks.
She waited way too long to see if he sent any more messages. But none came.
Dear Reader,
Itâs hard to believe that Her Texas Rodeo Cowboy is the sixteenth story Iâve set in my fictional town of Blue Falls, Texas. When I wrote the initial Teagues of Texas trilogy, I had no idea the town and its inhabitants would continue to grow for years to come. But Iâm glad it has. Blue Falls is as real in my mind now as many places Iâve visited in the real world.
In this story, another of the adopted Hartley siblings finds an unexpected love. This time around itâs middle child and strong-willed Sloane, who has had more than her share of bad relationship experiences. So itâs understandable when sheâs suspicious of her instant attraction to steer wrestler Jason Till.
Sheâs not the only one surprised by the instant attraction, one that doesnât go away even when hundreds of miles separate them. Jasonâs number-one goal is to win the National Finals in his event. At least that was his main goal until Sloane Hartley walked into his life.
To reach their happily-ever-after, they have to make some important decisions about what they really want from life. And itâs looking like the answer is each other.
Happy reading,
Trish
TRISH MILBURN writes contemporary romance for the Harlequin Western Romance line. Sheâs a two-time Golden Heart® Award winner, a fan of walks in the woods and road trips, and a big geek girl, including being a dedicated Whovian and Browncoat. And from her earliest memories, sheâs been a fan of Westerns, be they historical or contemporary. Thereâs nothing quite like a cowboy hero.
Chapter One
Jason Till applied the brakes on his truck at the crosswalk, allowing a group of older women holding bakery bags to cross the street. His stomach grumbled at the thought of fresh baked goods. He could almost taste the sugar. Heâd not eaten since the fast-food breakfast sandwich early that morning in some small town off I-35. If he had a dollar for every time heâd grabbed a quick meal in such a place, heâd be stinking rich.
One of the women crossing the street smiled and gave him a big, friendly wave. He chuckled a little and waved back. Then he took his foot off the brake and slowly rolled on down Main Street, glancing briefly at the Welcome, Cowboys and Cowgirls sign that hung above the street, advertising the rodeo that would start in just a few hours.
Heâd been to more small towns across the country than he could count, some of which had definitely seen better days. But Blue Falls, Texas, seemed to have a booming downtown judging by the number of people he noticed going in and out of the various businesses and walking along the sidewalks. He spotted everything from clothing shops to a bookstore to an old-fashioned hardware store that reminded him of the one heâd gone to as a little kid with his grandfather the few times heâd visited his momâs parents in Alabama. And the bakery sat at the corner of a cross street, tempting him to make a pit stop.
His stomach rumbled, more insistent this time, but he drove on past in favor of getting to the fairgrounds and signing in for the competition. Heâd grab something there. He had no doubt there would be at least one concession stand where he could pick up a burger or some barbecue. If he did well this weekend, heâd treat himself to the biggest cinnamon roll the Mehlerhaus Bakery had. Heâd bet good money they had one damn near the size of a hubcap. This was Texas, after all.