THE LAST COWBOY IN TEXAS
by Katie Lane
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Country music princess Starlet Brubaker has a sweet tooth for moon pies and cowboys: both are yummy-and you can never have just one. Now Beckett Cates may not be a cowboy, but he certainly has the heart, soul-and body-to whet her appetite. He's a sexy ex-Marine with a touch hotter than the scorching Texas sun and arms strong enough to catch her when she lands into trouble.
Playing bodyguard to America's sweetheart isn't easy for Beckett. But falling for her sure is. Unfortunately, Starlet has a reputation for keeping a guy or two wrapped around her finger and Beckett refuses to be anybody's backup. So now it's up to Starlet to prove that she's put her cowboy-crazy days behind her. Otherwise, she'll be singing solo instead of living in harmony with the man who's loved her even before her fame and fortune.
Playing bodyguard to America's sweetheart isn't easy for Beckett. But falling for her sure is. Unfortunately, Starlet has a reputation for keeping a guy or two wrapped around her finger and Beckett refuses to be anybody's backup. So now it's up to Starlet to prove that she's put her cowboy-crazy days behind her. Otherwise, she'll be singing solo instead of living in harmony with the man who's loved her even before her fame and fortune.
EXCERPT
She stood in the
very center of the floor, the tiny dots of light from the disco ball dancing
all around her. At first, he thought she
was practicing some song for her next concert, but then a jazz singer’s voice
came through the overhead speakers that sounded nothing like Starlet’s sweet
country twang.
As the song
continued, Starlet started to move. For
the first time, Beckett noticed what she had on: A feathery dress that flared out on either
side and reached to her knees. With the
dress, she wore spiked heels that made her legs look a mile long as she swayed
to the beat of the music. Even when she
had weighed more than a bushel of apples, she’d been a good dancer. The night of her going away party, he had
watched from the sidelines while one man after the other had swept her across
the ballroom floor. Back then, he had
been impressed. Now he was more then a
little turned on. There was something
about the way she moved that was as seductive as the jazz singer’s voice. Something about the way she held her eyes at
half-mast as her arms came out to her sides—
Beckett’s eyes
widened as the feathers of the dress parted for a split second then fluttered
back into place. Suddenly, he realized
that it wasn’t a dress she was wearing but two large feather fans. Two large fans that she proceeded to
manipulate around her body in a swirl of white as she twirled and spun around
the dance floor.
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About the author:
Katie Lane is the USA Today bestselling author of the Deep in the Heart of Texas and Hunk for the Holiday series. Katie lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and when she isn't writing, enjoys reading, going to the gym, golfing, traveling, or just snuggling next to her high school sweetheart and cairn terrier Roo.
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