A BIG SURPRISEâTIMES THREE!
The last time rodeo cowboy Tyler Buckham was in Cowboy Creek, he spent a steamy night with local beauty Shay OâNeill. Back in town for a quick visit, heâs hoping theyâll have another go-around before he heads for his next rodeo. But seeing Shay pregnantâwith triplets!âleaves Tyler feeling as if his best horse has kicked him in the gut.
Shay swore she wouldnât fall for an unreliable cowboy, and Tylerâs playboy past makes him even less likely to settle down. The whole town conspires to push them together, and Tyler insists he wants to do his duty by Shay and the triplets, but Shay knows she canât count on promises from a cowboy. Besides, Tyler never once mentioned the word love...
âWhy are you here?â Shay fought to keep her voice steady.
âMaybe I had the urge for dessert.â Tyler grinned.
âThen youâll find more of a selection at SugarPieâs.â
âCould be. But maybe what I wantâs right here.â
Once, she would have fallen for that line and hoped he wanted her. She was so over that now. So over him.
She slid open the freezer case and reached for an empty ice cream tub. It gave her an excuse to avoid his blue-eyed stare.
But Tyler stepped up beside her. âIâll get that.â
âThanks, but Iâm pregnant, not incapacitated.â
âI didnât think you were.â He closed the freezer door. âLetâs just say Iâll scratch your back, you scratch mine.â
He looked away, as if heâd only now realized what he had said. He cleared his throat and looked back at her. âIâll take care of this, then you can take care of a few things for me.â
Unfortunately, his attempt to make his point clearer only filled her mind with more images and memories of their night together.
Suddenly, Shay didnât feel quite so over Tyler Buckham.
Dear Reader,
If youâve visited Cowboy Creek before, welcome back! And if this is your first time dropping in, have fun meeting Grandpa Jed and the rest of the gang at the Hitching Post Hotel.
As a writer, I love throwing my characters into the absolute worst situations for them. Take our heroine, Shay OâNeill, for example. She has sworn never to fall for a cowboy, and yet a smooth-talking wrangler steals her heart. For once in her life, she lets that heart rule her head. Then the playboy leaves town without a backward glance long before she discovers sheâs pregnant.
Rodeo rider Tyler Buckham is in for a few surprises of his own. As he has more reasons than most men for not wanting to settle down, he avoids permanent entanglements and always takes the proper precautions. But upon his return to Cowboy Creek, he learns the hard way that even the best-laid plans can fall to pieces...
I hope you enjoy Tylerâs and Shayâs attempts to put aside their differences to do whatâs best for their not one, not two, but three newborn babies.
You can find out more about the folks from the Hitching Post Hotel, as well as all my books, at: barbarawhitedaille.com. You can also reach me at my mailing address: PO Box 504, Gilbert, AZ 85299. I would love to hear from you!
All my best to you.
Until we meet again,
Barbara White Daille
BARBARA WHITE DAILLE and her husband still inhabit their own special corner of the wild, wild Southwest, where the summers are long and hot and the lizards and scorpions roam.
Barbara loves looking back at the short stories and two books she wrote in grade school and realizing thatâexcept for the scorpionsâsheâs doing exactly what she planned. She has now hit double digits with published novels and still has a file drawer full of stories to be written.
As always, Barbara hopes you will enjoy reading her books! She would love to have you drop by for a visit at her website, barbarawhitedaille.com.
To Marlene and Vinnie
for the years of friendship, fun, love and laughter... and to Rich for all the same and more.
Chapter One
Tyler Buckhamâs life in Texasâthough he wasnât sure you could call it a life latelyâhad become as dry as the Sonoran Desert. He liked the ranch heâd been working for some time now, and yet boredom and restlessness had both begun cropping up with increasing frequency. When heâd first noticed the signs setting in again, it never crossed his mind to turn to what heâd normally do: head out to another rodeo. Try for another prize. Find another buckle bunny to help fill a few empty hours.
That failure to go for what had always worked in the past proved just how stale his life had become.
As a last resort, he had given his notice and hit the road. Everybody needed a change of scenery once in a while. Running to something didnât have to mean you were running from something else. Or so he told himself.