Wyatt McCord is enjoying his return to the family ranch after many years on the road. And like his two cousins Zane and Jesse is becoming rather zealous over continuing their grandfathers search for gold lost for generations on their land. The townspeople think it is more like a curse but the boys along with their aunt want nothing more than to prove their grandfather right and clear the air about his being gold crazy. The difficulty in continuing the search is that Grandpa Coot as a habit doodled his search notes on papers and then inadvertently lost them along the way. But the boys are beginning to think that belief rather simplistic as pages of Coot's notes are popping up in odd places in the possession of random people. But it begs the question why these people had his notes and didn't give them to the family.
When Wyatt sets his mind to something it's near impossible to change it and since his return he has had his eye on the local medic, Marilee Trainor with no luck getting her attention. But he feels his luck is going to change and to give it a little nudge in the right direction he figures she will surely notice him in the bull riding competition -- and as an added touch -- tosses himself over the rail at her feet. Well he gets noticed. Now he is determined to get better acquainted with Ms. Trainor. They share a common desire both looking to set down roots in one place and Gold Fever seems to suit them both just fine. Although Lee can't deny the attraction between them she questions his family's dedication to finding the gold. Along with most townspeople she just doesn't believe it's there. But while on a medical emergency she happens upon old, yellowed pages that look like maps and suddenly she is convinced -- the McCord's may be on to something.
As Lee and Wyatt's relationship grows it apparently is attracting somebody's attention. There are several unexplained accidents that put their lives in jeopardy. Wyatt's growing concern over Lee's safety has him questioning his resolve to finding that gold. The McCord's are all beginning to wonder if the search is cursed. Perhaps salving Coot's pride just isn't in the cards. Some gambles are too risky to take.
This is Ryan's second installment on the McCord family, the third one due soon. Not to worry each one stands well on its own but it is fun to follow along on their search. If you haven't read Montana Legacy yet you might want to get a copy and get acquainted with an interesting family and their neighbors. Sure to entertain. Enjoy.
Wyatt McCord has spent his adult life looking for a place
to call home. His parents craved adventure so they took
him from his family's Montana ranch--the only place he's
ever called home--to show him the world, one exotic country
after another. Now, years after their deaths, he's
returned to the Montana ranch he loves, and joined his
cousins to fulfill their grandfather's legacy and search
for the hidden treasure on their family land. But man
cannot live by legacy alone...
Wyatt has never had any trouble with the ladies. In fact,
his easy charm and irresistible smile have always gotten
him any and every woman he's ever wanted with no
commitments. But Marliee Trainor, the gorgeous redhead
medic, captured his eye from the moment he wandered into
town and it's the first time he's ever wanted to give a
woman his heart. So when Marliee joins the McCords in
their search for the family treasure, Wyatt is
thrilled...until a series of "accidents" reveal that a
killer is out to get her. Determined to keep her safe,
Wyatt will risk everything to protect her and bring the
killer to justice.
EXCERPT
When the bullhorn signaled that heโd met the qualifying
time, Wyatt struggled to gather his wits, waiting until the
bull was right alongside the gate before he freed his hand,
cutting himself loose. He flew through the air and over
the corral fence, landing in the dirt at Marilee Trainorโs
feet.
โMy God! Donโt move.โ She was beside him in the blink of
an eye, kneeling in the dirt, probing for broken bones.
Wyatt lay perfectly still, enjoying the feel of those
clever, practiced hands moving over him. When she moved
from his legs to his torso and arms, he opened his eyes to
narrow slits and watched her from beneath lowered lids.
She was the perfect combination of beauty and brains. He
could see the wheels turning as she did a thorough exam.
Even her brow, furrowed in concentration, couldnโt mar that
flawless complexion. Her eyes, the color of palest milk
chocolate, were narrowed in thought. Strands of red hair
dipped over one cheek, giving her a sultry look.
Satisfied that nothing was broken, she sat back on her
heels, feeling a moment of giddy relief. That was when she
realized he was staring.
She caught the smug grin on his lips. Her tone
hardened. โI get it. A showboat. I donโt have time to
waste on some silver-tongued actor.โ
She started to stand but his hand shot out, catching her by
the wrist. โSorry. That was really cheesy, but I couldnโt
resist teasing you.โ
She stared down at his hand. Despite his smile she could
feel the strength in his grip. If he wanted to, he could
no doubt break her bones with a single snap. But she
wasnโt concerned with his strength; only with the heat his
touch was generating. She felt the tingle of warmth all
the way up her arm. It alarmed her more than she cared to
admit.
โWant to grab a bite to eat? After the last rider is done,
of course.โ
โSorry. Iโll be heading home.โ
โWhy, thanks for the invitation. Iโd be happy to join you.
We could take along pizza from one of the vendors.โ
She looked him up and down. โI go home alone.โ
โSorry to hear it.โ He gave her a dangerous, heart-
stopping grin. โYouโre missing out on a really fun
evening.โ