IT WAS FATEâ¦
Destiny Saunders is tough, but being left at the altar makes even the toughest gals do some strange things. When she stumbles upon a stranded cowboyâBuck Owens Cash, the best thing to arrive in Lizard Gulch, Arizona, in a long timeâshe arranges things so they can have a little fun before he rides off into the sunset. The sexy, shapely auto mechanic is just one surprise after another, so Buck plays along to see what will happen.
What happens is loveâ¦the kind that makes a man want to prove himself. Then Buck discovers Destinyâs secretâone that will tie her to another man for the rest of her life. Betrayed, he returns to the rodeo circuit determined to forget Destinyâ¦but fate has other plans!
âBuck, thereâs something I need to tell you.â
The despondent tone in Destinyâs voice sent up a warning flag in Buckâs head. Was she ready to come clean about the broken axle? Well, he wasnât ready to hear her confessionânot after their kiss in the desert. âGo upstairs and rest. Weâll talk later.â
âButââ
He pressed his finger to her lips and swore he saw a spark in her blue eyes. There was definitely something happening between them, whether either of them were ready to admit it or not. She gave in and climbed the fire escape to the apartment above the garage. At the door she glanced over her shoulder, and the longing in her gaze stole the air from his lungs. Then she disappeared from view.
Buck had never been with a girl like Destinyâshe was everything heâd never wanted in a womanâor so heâd thought anyway. There was no denying the Harley princess made his motor race. He wantedâno, neededâto take a walk on the wild side with her.
And let the chips fall where they may.
Dear Reader,
Welcome back to The Cash Brothers series! Youâve watched Johnny Cash fall in love with the girl next door, Conway Twitty Cash fall in love with his best friend and Willie Nelson Cash fall back in love with the girl he got pregnant in high school. Now itâs time for Buck Owens Cash to find his lady love.
After Buck has a falling-out with his brother Will, he hits the rodeo circuit. But he doesnât get far because his truck breaks down. Buck finds himself at the mercy of a redheaded mechanic who rides a Harley and an old Route 66 town full of eccentric retirees. When their whirlwind ride on her Harley comes to a stop, Buck will never look at life the same way. And isnât that what love is all about? Seeing life in a new lightâa light that leads down the road to happy ever after.
If you missed reading previous Cash Brothers books, The Cowboy Next Door (July 2013), Twins Under the Christmas Tree (October 2013) and Her Secret Cowboy (February 2014) are still available through online retailers. To find out more about my books and where I hang out on social media, please visit www.marinthomas.com.
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Happy Ever Afterâ¦The Cowboy Way
Marin
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marin Thomas grew up in Janesville, Wisconsin. She left the Midwest to attend college in Tucson, Arizona, where she earned a B.A. in radio-TV. Following graduation she married her college sweetheart in a five-minute ceremony at the historic Little Chapel of the West in Las Vegas, Nevada. Over the years she and her family have lived in seven different states, but theyâve now come full circle and returned to Arizona, where the rugged desert and breathtaking sunsets provide plenty of inspiration for Marinâs cowboy books.
To the 2013 members of The Cash Brothers Cowgirl PosseâDenise, Nancy, Susan, Teresa, Sabrina, Gaby, Renee, Linda H., Linda S., Kim, Granny and junior posse member Karlieâthank you for your friendship and the amazing support you give me and my books. You cowgirls rock!
Chapter One
Late Thursday afternoon Destiny Saunders stuck her finger beneath her borrowed wedding veil and scratched her prickly scalp.
Daryl Rivers, where are you?
She stared at the open chapel doors willing her fiancé to magically appear.
The bald, rotund minister, who had a habit of clearing his throat every ten seconds, wiped the top of his sweaty head with a handkerchief. The Sunset Desert Chapel did not have central air. A gust of hot August heat blew up the aisle, sending the lace veil soaring into the air.
âPerhaps youâd like to call your young man one more time?â the minister said.
Sheâd like to call her young man a name that began with a four-letter word. Destiny walked over to the pew where sheâd set her purse and removed her cell phone then pressed three.