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Lone Star Legends #3 Read Kindle PreviewFamous across Texas, the Legends stand ready to take on any challenge that comes their way... Crockett Legend has always loved Paisley Mahone, but a family feud sure can ruin a romance. When her father waged a war against the Legends, Paisley took her father's side. They've never seen eye to eye, and the rift widened when Paisley's brother was killed in prisonβafter being sentenced by none other than Crockett. Now Paisley's father is dead too, and she's headed home to mourn with the rest of her family when she runs into Crockett on the train. But when the train is held up by outlaws, it comes to Crockett and Paisley to save a young shooting victim. She never thought being close to Crockett could make her feel anything but revulsion ever again, but some second changes are worth the risk... "Resonate[s] with honesty and love."βFresh FictionΒ forΒ The Cowboy Who Came Calling Excerpt EXCERPT 3 β A Man of Legend Β Just because trouble has come visiting doesnβt mean you have to offer it a place to sit down. That had always been Crockett Legendβs motto and it had served him well. Until now. Looked like it might be too late at this point for any type of homespun cowboy wisdom. The dye had been cast. Rays of an apricot sky through the idling trainβs window sent a reminder that his early morning travel could yield yet more surprises and it was best to be prepared. If possible. He rubbed his face with his hands and glanced around at the people still filling the car. A group of men in rough work clothes were talking about going to the oil fields, hoping to find work in the Texas boom towns that had recently sprung up overnight. In fact, the black gold and talk of getting rich seemed on everyoneβs minds these days. A swish of delicate fabric brushing his legs interrupted his thoughts as a woman hesitated, probably scanning the car for a choice of empty seats. Finally, she mumbled something under her breath and took the seat across the narrow aisle from him. The faint scent of sage and wildflowers wafted around him. He glanced up with idle curiosity and jolts of the familiar rushed through him. Paisley Mahone. He sat up straighter. Heβd not spoken to her in three years, ever since her father and oldest brother had launched an all-out war with the Legends over a section of land. Joseph Mahone accused Stoker Legend of cheating him out of it. But the truth was Mahone had lost the land outright in a poker game to Stoker. Now the situation had become a powder keg and nerves were stretched tight. Crockett took in Paisley from beneath the brim of his Stetson. Three years hadnβt aged her any. Her hair, still the color of ripe sunflowers, was swept into a low knot on the back of her neck. She stared straight ahead, her light green eyes glistening. A little plum hat perching on the crown of her head matched the color of her simple dress. A stir raced along Crockettβs body, telling him heβd not spent enough time erasing Paisley from his mind. She was still so beautifulβstill so unreachable. Still so forbidden. A long sigh escaped his lips. The big iron wheels began to turn and gather speed, leaving Fort Worth, Texas and the business heβd tended to behind. His mind took him back to a sweltering summer day when they were kids. The ride to the swimming hole to cool off. One corner of his mouth quirked up. Heβd dared Paisley to go in naked with him. Back then, sheβd always been quick to take a dare. Β Memories piled up. The daring look in her beautiful eyes as sheβd undressed in the shade of a large pecan tree. The ripple left from her dive. Her wet, silken body sliding over his in the warm water. Sultry kisses of fire. Everything about her was branded in his brain. Then came the damn feud between their families and the sting when sheβd chosen her fatherβs side. In those days, heβd called her Firefly and the pet name had fit. Now, sheβd likely slap him good. As angry as she was, he didnβt want to press his luck. Outside, a horseless carriage raced alongside the train in an apparent attempt to outrun it. Crockett snorted. Another fool short on brains. Texas had long reached its quota of stupidity. A bit of the devil got into Crockett. He leaned across the aisle and touched a forefinger to his hat brim. βMorning, Paisley. Nice to see you.β She slowly raised her long lashes, her mouth in a tight line. βCrockett,β she hissed. After the single word, she turned to the window, clearly dismissing him. But he was like a bull charging an interloper, not content to share a pasture or a train ride without more. βHowβve you been?β he asked quietly. Swinging back around, she spat, βI might have no choice but to be on this train with you but donβt expect me to carry on a conversation.β He tried to block out her beautiful features so close and yet so far. Tried to maintain some semblance of composure. But the little freckle at the corner of her mouth stole his focus. Heβd especially loved how that freckle had seemed to wink at him when he kissed her. She could deny their close friendship, the times theyβd spent together, and the secrets theyβd shared beneath a moonlit sky, but that damnable freckle made her the same girl sheβd always been. And he wasnβt ready to walk away a second time. Start Reading A MAN OF LEGEND Now Lone Star Legends A COWBOY CHRISTMAS LEGEND
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