I wasn't raised to let a woman walk through a dimly lit parking lot alone. Wasn't born in a cornfield, you know.”
Velia turned. “No, I didn't know. So, you're quite a gentleman. Don't we sound like a good pair—the devil woman and the gentleman?
Stichwörter: contemporary-romance bull-rider feisty-photographer howdy-ma-am mary-j-mccoy-dressel sensual-romance
It's Ms. Armano.”
“Oh, Ms, huh. One of those women's libbers?” He chuckled, glancing up at her.
“I prefer independent woman who can make it on her own. Lucky for you I'd say if I decide to accept your offer.
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Even though he was busy adjusting and gripping his rope, he glanced over and smiled.
She had her camera up waiting for a moment such as this. His whole face
seemed to glow when he smiled, not to mention added another aspect to his
handsomeness.
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It was difficult being so far away from everything she loved. But here, she had Edward and Alice and her work. And now it seems she might have a cowboy to follow around. “A cowboy? I'm a city girl… What will I do with a cowboy?”
Then her thoughts drifted back to the cowboy who sauntered in like he owned Tucson.
Stichwörter: western-romance howdy-ma-am mary-j-mccoy-dressel
Come on, Caulder, come on, baby!" By now she jumped up and down like the kids in the stands. Five, four, three... She grabbed her other camera. The buzzer rang and Caulder's body lingered against the side of the bull. He was hung up and he tried to get his hand free. The bull still bucked and twisted, jumped and dropped. Velia grabbed her video camera. If she missed a shot like this, she'd probably be fired by the man himself.
Mary J. McCoy-DresselStichwörter: howdy-ma-am bull-rider-series
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