Cowboy Country: The Creed Legacy / Blame It on the Cowboy
Two wild cowboys’ hearts get lassoed in these fan-favorite tales from two stars of Western romanceThe Creed LegacyLinda Lael MillerRough-and-tumble rodeo cowboy Brody Creed likes life on the move—until a chance encounter with his long-estranged twin brother brings him “home” to Lonesome Bend, Colorado, for the first time in years, and forces him to face the secrets that continue to haunt him. But can this restless bad boy finally overcome his past—and find a future with Carolyn Simmons, the opposite of everything he thought he wanted?Blame It on the CowboyDelores FossenAll of Logan McCord's carefully laid plans erupt the day he walks in on his would-be fiancée getting…well, not so carefully laid. Tonight, just once, Logan is acting on instinct by agreeing to a cute stranger's request for a fling with a Texas cowboy. But when chef Reese Stephens tracks him down looking for the heirloom watch she’d left in his keeping, they just might discover that Reese’s crazy past and Logan’s battered heart are no match for the kind of chemistry that could turn one night into the start of a passionate lifetime.
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Two wild cowboys’ hearts get lassoed in these fan-favorite tales from two stars of Western romance
The Creed Legacy
Linda Lael Miller
Rough-and-tumble rodeo cowboy Brody Creed likes life on the move—until a chance encounter with his long-estranged twin brother brings him “home” to Lonesome Bend, Colorado, for the first time in years, and forces him to face the secrets that continue to haunt him. But can this restless bad boy finally overcome his past—and find a future with Carolyn Simmons, the opposite of everything he thought he wanted?
Blame It on the Cowboy
Delores Fossen
All of Logan McCord’s carefully laid plans erupt the day he walks in on his would-be fiancée getting...well, not so carefully laid. Tonight, just once, Logan is acting on instinct by agreeing to a cute stranger’s request for a fling with a Texas cowboy. But when chef Reese Stephens tracks him down looking for the heirloom watch she’d left in his keeping, they just might discover that Reese’s crazy past and Logan’s battered heart are no match for the kind of chemistry that could turn one night into the start of a passionate lifetime.
Praise for the authors of Cowboy Country
Praise for #1 New York Times bestselling author Linda Lael Miller
“Miller tugs at the heartstrings as few authors can.”
—Publishers Weekly
“Miller’s name is synonymous with the finest in Western romance.”
—RT Book Reviews
“Linda Lael Miller creates vibrant characters and stories I defy you to forget.”
—#1 New York Times bestselling author Debbie Macomber
“Miller is one of the finest American writers in the genre.”
—RT Book Reviews
Praise for USA TODAY bestselling author Delores Fossen
“Clear off space on your keeper shelf, Fossen has arrived.”
—New York Times bestselling author Lori Wilde
“Delores Fossen takes you on a wild Texas ride with a hot cowboy.”
—New York Times bestselling author B.J. Daniels
“You will be sold!”
—RT Book Reviews on Blame It on the Cowboy
“In the first McCord Brothers contemporary, bestseller Fossen strikes a patriotic chord that makes this story stand out.”
—Publishers Weekly on Texas on My Mind
Cowboy Country
The Creed Legacy
Linda Lael Miller
Blame It on the Cowboy
Delores Fossen
Table of Contents
Linda Lael Miller
For Nicole Blint, with love.
Lonesome Bend, Colorado
RANCHING, BRODY CREED THOUGHT, shifting in the saddle as he surveyed the sprawling range land from a high ridge. It can mend a broken heart, this life, and then shatter it all over again, in a million and one different ways and twice that many pieces.
There were plenty of perils. Cattle starved or froze to death when a hard winter came around, which averaged once a year up there in the high country. Spring calves and colts fell prey to wolves and coyotes and sometimes bears, hungry after hibernating through the coldest months.
It was now May, and all was well, but come summertime, wells might dry up for lack of rain, and turn the grass to tinder, ready to blaze up at the smallest spark. He’d seen wildfires consume hundreds of acres in a matter of hours, herds and houses and barns wiped out.
Year-round, good horses went lame and pickup trucks gave up the ghost, and every so often, somebody drowned in the river or one of the lakes.
On the other hand, Brody reflected, the beauty of that land could heal, take a man by surprise, even though he’d called the place home all his life. That day, for instance, the sky was so blue it made Brody’s heart ache, and the aspens, cottonwoods and pines lining the landscape were shimmering splashes of green, a thousand hues of it, ranging from silvery to near-indigo. The river wound like a ribbon through the valley, clear as azure glass.
After a few moments, Brody adjusted his hat and sighed before giving the gelding a light nudge with the heels of his boots. The buckskin, long-legged with a black mane and tail, picked his way cautiously down the steep slope that led to the water’s edge.
Behind them and a hundred yards farther along the riverbank, in a westerly direction, hammers clacked and power saws screeched, and Brody glanced back, pleased, as always, to see the steel-and-lumber skeletons of his house and barn rising.
Not so long ago, there had been a campground and RV park on the site, owned by Tricia McCall, now his sister-in-law and therefore a Creed. The picnic tables and the concrete fire pits were gone, along with the public showers and electrical hookups for trailers. Only the log building that had once served as the office remained; Brody had been baching in it since last Thanksgiving, when he’d moved out of the main ranch house.
