In WILD COWBOY WAYS Carolyn Brown tackles the age old
problem of getting past a bad rap—bad reputation. In
this
case the big challenge is facing a bachelor cowboy with an
eye for the ladies and the ranch he buys.
Blake Dawson is a crazy cowboy who bought a bad luck ranch
with his brother and
cousin.
Everyone in Dry Creek Texas knows the Lucky Penny
Ranch is plain unlucky for anyone who owns or operates it.
The ranches history speaks for itself.
WILD COWBOY WAYS is a humorous and heartwarming look at
some really great characters who are working hard towards
personal goals and along the way treats us to some of the
best written scenes and dialog. Carolyn Brown's pen brings
all her characters to life. Brown's list of characters in
WILD COWBOY WAYS includes two structures, the Lucky Penny
Ranch and Audrey's
Place, which each have
quite an interesting history.
Lucky Penny Ranch is right next to Audrey's Place, a former
brothel. Allie,
Katy and Irene now live in Audrey's Place. The Lucky Penny
has fallen into
disrepair from
years of neglect from previous owners who couldn't quite
get past its dubious reputation as a place with a black
cloud. Blake and his group are intent on changing all that.
Allie is a carpenter and along with her mother, Katy,
support
her grandmother, Irene, who is beginning to show definite
signs of dementia.
Blake realizes Allie is quite a distraction. He is
really beginning to look forward to her and her friend
spending time at his ranch doing much needed repairs. But
if he is honest with himself it is her company he
needs.
Allie isn't the only member of her family who is spending
time at the Lucky Penny. Grandma Irene is
practically a house guest in her quest to reconnect with
someone near and dear to her. Problem is Irene has
difficulty distinguishing past from present. In WILD COWBOY
WAYS Carolyn Brown treats Irene's issues with respectful
humor and is totally endearing. Irene may not be able to
tell fact from fiction, but she is the catalyst for all the
good moments in this wonderful story.
WILD COWBOY WAYS is about making changes and taking
chances. In true Carolyn Brown fashion, this story
resonates
with feeling from beginning to end capturing your attention
and heart.
SOMETIMES ALL LOVE NEEDS IS A LITTLE LUCK
Allie Logan isn't the type to land a hot hunk of cowboy.
Truth is, she's given
up on dating
since shedding her no-good ex. But the new owner of the
most ramshackle ranch
in Texas
might just change her mind about that. He's six-foot-plus
of tall, dark, and
charming-the
kind of guy who could make a girl throw caution to the
wind . . . or the kind
of guy who
could break her heart.
Blake Dawson hopes he can make Lucky Penny Ranch finally
live up to its name,
but the
property needs a ton of work. Allie and her carpentry
skills are his best shot
at getting
things in order. Besides the fact that her brown eyes and
dangerous curves have
him roped
and tied. Now Blake only needs to convince her that a
wild cowboy can be tamed
by love-and
she's just the one to do it . . .
Excerpt
Leaving wet footprints on the floor and dripping water as
he disappeared into his bedroom, he whistled a tune that
she recognized as “Honey Bee” by Blake Shelton. In a few
minutes he returned, dressed in gray sweat bottoms and a
long-sleeved thermal shirt. He carried a towel in one
hand and a hairbrush in the other.
“Slide forward about a foot,” he said.
When she did, he settled in behind her, one long muscular
leg on each side of her body. He towel-dried her hair and
then massaged her scalp with his fingertips. Her body
felt like a rag doll and yet every nerve was on high
alert, wanting more, begging for his wonderful hands to
touch them, also.
“Mmmm,” she murmured..
“Is it making it feel better?” he drawled.
Then he started brushing her hair and a whole new set of
emotions surfaced. She was afraid to move an inch for
fear she’d find out this was all a dream and she would
wake up with a grinding hangover, or worse yet, in her
lonely bed at home.
His hands grazed her cheeks as he pulled her damp hair
back to run the brush through it. Then he leaned forward
and kissed her softly on the side of her neck.
“We were going to talk,” she whispered.
“We are talkin’, darlin’. We’ll use words when
necessary,” he said softly.
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