Excerpt of Caught by the Cowgirl by Tanya Agler

It was for the best she was leaving at the end of the week...

Kelsea stopped and glanced back at the store as the sign was changed to Closed. “I forgot to buy the hat.”

“No one should leave Violet Ridge empty-handed.” Will passed her the parcel, as concern he might have overstepped his role as a client crossed his mind.

She squealed at the present. “For me?”

“A thank-you for dinner.”

She unwrapped the hat and snowflake pin, and her mouth dropped open. She traced the fine filigree of the silver, her eyes soft with wonder. “This is beautiful. I love it.”

“Yeah, well, dinner was nice.”

He groaned at his choice of words. Sunsets were nice, but Kelsea was like a Colorado sunset. You could see one anywhere in the world, but in Violet Ridge against the backdrop of the Rockies, the oranges and pinks popped with an added dimension he’d found nowhere else.

Sunsets here weren’t just nice—they were unforgettable and exquisite.

Same as Kelsea.