True Love at Silver Creek Ranch: A Valentine Valley Novel
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Welcome to Valentine Valley, where tongues are wagging now that the town bad boy is back—and rumor has it the lean, mean ex-Marine is about to lose his heart! But like it or not, in a town like Valentine, love happens . . .
Adam Desantis is back—bruised, battle-weary and sexier than ever! Not that Brooke Thalberg is in the market. The beautiful cowgirl of Silver Creek Ranch needs a cowboy for hire, not a boyfriend—though the gaggle of grandmas at the Widows' Boardinghouse thinks otherwise. But from the moment she finds herself in Adam's arms, she's shocked to discover she may just want more.
Adam knows it's crazy to tangle with Brooke, especially with the memories that still haunt him, and the warm welcome her family has given him. But he finds himself in a fix, because tender-loving Brooke is so much more woman than he ever imagined. Can a soldier battling demons give her the love she clearly deserves?
Just about everybody in Valentine thinks so!
Doug asked. “A while,” Adam responded. Mrs. Palmer beamed. Brooke noticed that she hadn’t touched much of her food except to push it around on her plate. She was a hearty woman, full of passion for life and people—and food. Sandy met Brooke’s gaze curiously after noticing Mrs. Palmer’s lack of appetite, and all Brooke could do was give a tiny shrug. She didn’t know what was going on, but it certainly had something to do with Adam. “You ride a horse, if I remember,” Doug continued.
thinking. She found him in the barn, rather than the truck shed, where he was unsaddling Dusty. Ranger, his new shadow, sat nearby, watching him with quiet adoration. “So I hear you didn’t get new gloves,” she said. Adam glanced up at her, giving Dusty a pat. The horse galloped back out to the corral to join his friends. Brooke regretted looking Adam in the eyes as she couldn’t seem to break away. They studied each other for too long, until her skin was so hot it didn’t feel like her
were giving Adam the third degree. She stayed out of it, her turn to be amused at his discomfort. He was at last free to find some new coveralls and gloves, and a pair of winter boots that fit him better. She could tell Adam was glad to leave when they made their escape. It was as if he didn’t like crowds anymore. He’d always been with a group when they were young, whether with the bad kids before he’d been caught joyriding, or the football team, once he’d found true purpose in competition.
wasn’t going away. Brooke lifted her own head— And smelled smoke. A shot of fear made her vault upright in the stirrups. She scanned her family’s land, focusing on the house first, framed between clusters of evergreens and aspens. But its two-story log walls seemed as sturdy as always, a faint haze of smoke rising from the stone chimney. The newer barn and sheds nearest the house seemed fine, and gradually she widened her search until she saw the old horse barn, farthest from the
he desired her gave her a heady, powerful feeling. This new Emily, in the next stage of her life, could be lusty. But not with a stranger, she reminded herself. And then she lost the game, as she knew she would. She still had so many balls on the table as he sank his last one and slowly straightened to look at her. “I’ll take that kiss,” he said, coming around the table. Oh God. She was breathless already, looking up and up into those narrowed green eyes. He stopped right in front