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Once Tempted by Laura Moore
Once Tempted

Book One of the Silver Creek Series

Ballantine Books (March 2013)
ISBN: 0345536983
ISBN13: 978-0345536983

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Once Tasted by Laura Moore 
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Sweeping passions, family drama, and searing scandal play out at the magnificent Silver Creek Ranch as the heirs to a powerful dynasty seize their legacy of love.


Oldest son Ward Knowles feels the sprawling California ranch in his blood. And now that the family business has expanded to include a popular resort, he’s working harder than ever. Silver Creek is his legacy and his life, which is fine for the ruggedly sexy ladies’ man and committed bachelor. Love and trust don’t come easily for Ward since he lost his heart to a gold digger—until he meets a shy, unpretentious beauty whose sweet grace is about to turn his jaded heart into a hungry one.

Tess Casari has found sanctuary at Silver Creek, working as an assistant to Ward’s mother, Adele. Grateful for her busy new life running the ranch’s spa and resort, Tess can escape the heartbreak, humiliation, and secret shame of her failed marriage. The last thing she needs is temptation—especially from a man who reminds her so much of the husband who shattered her faith in love. But passion and destiny are about to change the rules for two people who have stopped believing in the healing power of love.


The Silver Creek Series
Once Tasted by Laura Moore Once Tempted by Laura Moore   
Book Two coming in May Book One  
     
The Rosewood Trilogy
Trouble Me by Laura Moore Believe in Me by Laura Moore Remember Me by Laura Moore
Book Three Book Two Book One
Past Releases
In Your Eyes by Laura Moore Night Swimming by Laura Moore Chance Meeting by Laura Moore Ride a Dark Horse by Laura Moore

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Reviews

 

"Book one in Moore's Silver Creek series, Once Tempted introduces us to the Knowles family, owners of the Silver Creek Ranch. Ward, the eldest of the three Knowles Children, is smarting from his broken engagement to a would-be gold digger. Enter Tess Casari, a dyed-in-the-wool New York event planner seeking refuge after her brief, disastrous marriage and the death of her ex-husband. They're like oil and water at first. But their chemistry is undeniable, and eventually they embark on what they think is a no-strings-attached affair. As they live and work together, however, those pesky strings start appearing, and the bond between them grows stronger until their pasts come back to threaten it.

 

Moore has a way with words, and she paints a beautiful picture of ranch life. Ward and Tess' journey from sworn enemies to life-long lovers is filled with highs and lows, peppered with witty banter and melt-your-panties sexual tension. Add to that a rich and wonderful cast of secondary characters, including Ward's mother, Adele, who does her best to help the pair along, and his siblings, smooth-talking Reid and animal-loving Quinn, and you've got a tale fans of contemporary western romance are sure to enjoy. And there's more to come in the next book in the series, Once Tasted, which should be out in early 2014.

 

Regina Kyle

BWW Books

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"There is so much to love about ONCE TEMPTED. Everything from the way that the characters interact with one another, to all of the animals who reside on the ranch is perfectly executed in the expert hands of Laura Moore. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect story to read. The romance is super hot and the sex is off the charts. If you love to read Western romances with a flair for seductive cowboys and sweet as well as shy heroines, then you won’t want to miss this stellar novel."

Chris Mead

Romance Junkies

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"...Not only is Ms. Moore’s book a great read for those who love Westerns, it also works like a guest pass for those who only like to visit them. Readers will love watching Ward introduce Tess to the possibility of blending her city girl upbringing with her new country life. There is plenty of scorching romantic tension and fresh conflict for city and country readers alike. As the first book in a new series, it will be interesting to see what Ms. Moore has in store for the Knowles bunch."

 

Kaitlin

Coffee Time Romance

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"I loved this story because I was immediately pulled into this storyline. I was so saddened to find out that Tess Casari had to go through what she did with her failed marriage, then the death of her estranged husband. I believed the best thing for her to do was to start a new life somewhere else. I personally chuckled when Tess allowed her girlfriend to blindfold her, spin her around and then had her randomly chose a destination on the map with her finger as to where her new home was going to be. I had hoped that being in a new place was the best thing right now for her. She deserved a fresh start and picking Silver Creek, California was a step in the right direction. When she secured a new job as an assistant to Adele Knowles, one of the owners of Silver Creek Ranch and Resort, I loved the immediate connection Tess experienced while meeting Ward Knowles, Adele’s eldest son. Ward would do anything to make certain the family’s ranch was successful and now meeting this beautiful woman named, Tess, made him start wondering why he was feeling the way he was. Of course, these feelings didn’t happen overnight, which was something I truly loved about this storyline. Ms. Moore took her time and allowed her characters to get to know each other before allowing them to even think about attempting something more serious between them. If you’re in the market for a feel good cowboy story, don’t pass this one up!'

Diana Coyle

Night Owl Reviews

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"I'm a longtime fan of Laura Moore's writing, and I'm excited about the new Silver Creek trilogy. Book one, Once Tempted, satisfied this city girl's fascination with cowboys and the ranch lifestyle. When I read Laura's books, I'm transported to the peaceful countryside with ranch homes and barns dotting the landscape. Once Tempted has all that and more.

Tess Casari has been through a brutal year. She found out her marriage was a sham and her ex-husband, David, was dying of a brain tumor. Her ex-in-laws, though they loathed Tess, paid her to stay by David's bedside until he died and to disappear before the funeral. She took the money but only to put it in trust for the institutional care of Christopher, her severely autistic brother. Tess leaves New York and her event-planning job to drive to California. She arrives at the Silver Creek Ranch to apply for a job just in time for her used car to break down and spew smoke.

Ward Knowles, oldest son of the owners, is outside when she arrives. For safety reasons, he turns off her car, and it dies. Tess calls Ward a car killer, and this first scene with them is hilarious. I love smart-mouth banter, and they both have the talent for it!

Ward is a pure alpha male but is so nice and gentlemanly, although he does enjoy needling Tess. She tries to avoid him at all costs because she is done with men for now. Ward and Tess have undeniable chemistry, and it's a matter of time before they give in to it. Ward and Tess decide to embark on a no-strings relationship, but as they work together and share quiet morning afters, their bond strengthens.

 There is a wonderful cast of characters. Tess ends up working for Ward's mom, Adele, who uses her best matchmaking tricks to throw Ward and Tess together. Ward's brother, Reid, is a charmer, and his sister, Quinn, is a force with a great sense of humor and a soft heart for rescuing animals. The first time Tess meets her, Quinn is wearing a shirt that says, "There are more horses asses than horses in the world." As event planner for the ranch, Tess works well with the staff. Just as Tess is starting to believe that life can be fulfilling and that she deserves to be loved by Ward, both their pasts come back to haunt them. It will shake Tess' fragile comeback and Ward's trust, but the ending is very satisfying."

Mary Grzesik

Happy Ever After - USA Today

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"ONCE TEMPTED is a sexy new read by author Laura Moore that not only gives us a tantalizing tale of undeniable love but also is a great start to a new series that's sure to speak to contemporary romance lovers everywhere...

ONCE TEMPTED had a great plot. Tess and Ward had so much chemistry watching them navigate each other was quite amusing. I also liked the way that the author worked their pasts into the story.

The secondary characters, especially the rest of the Knowles family, were also rich and well-developed. I cared about them as much as I did the hero and heroine. Also, there were animals on the ranch that played a big part of the story that rounded it out and made the world that was the Silver Creek Ranch so much more believable...

ONCE TEMPTED is a solid four star read for me. I enjoyed the book from beginning to end and was sad to close the back cover when I was done. This is my first novel by author Laura Moore, but it won't be my last. I liked her voice and pacing for this story and can't wait to see what happens next on the Silver Creek Ranch." 

Rho

The Romance Reviews

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"I LOVED visiting Silver Creek, like a book by the awesome Robyn Carr who always makes me want to visit Virgin River, I want to visit Silver Creek. Laura writes characters that make me feel, as I said before I need to become wrapped up in the story AND I need to feel something for the characters. Even if I don't like them that is a-ok, I am FEELING. Usually yelling or muttering at the book too.

Tess is someone you like, someone you feel for. She grew up with heartache, and her big heart got her in trouble as she fell in love with the....WELL.....YOU gotta read. How she wound up at Silver Creek is pretty cool, as I said in my review. Tess and her bestie Anna are women I could see me sitting on the couch drinking wine with, well I would drink Margarita's they would drink wine. AND when she gets to Silver Creek....the sparks ignite. Her dialogue at times had me sighing, others grinning wide. AND Ward...HAWT DAYUM..... He brings her sassy...ness OUT! The whole family brings the story tightly together and I am eagerly awaiting more from Laura and Silver Creek.

YOU all know how passionate I am about the authors I LOVE. Laura is a true talent and I am honored to say a good friend. Books are an AWESOME way to get away. There is no better vacation than opening a GREAT READ and falling into that space and time. I STRONG SUGGEST ya'll check this book out. YOU will not be disappointed."

Maureen

Bitch Can Write a Book

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"Ward Knowles, the hero of Laura Moore’s Once Tempted, the first book in her new Silver Creek series, may seem far removed from the classic cowboys of my youth, but he shares some essential qualities with them.

First, he loves the land. Even though Silver Creek Ranch is clearly a twenty-first century setting with its emphasis on sustainable ranching and the high teas, hot stone massages, and the destination wedding venue it offers its paying guests, the land has been in Ward’s family for nearly a century. And he is committed to the ranch’s success and to seeing it preserved for future generations of Knowles...

...Moore shows Ward’s concern about the ranch’s cattle, his care for the goats, his skill and gentleness with birthing sheep and newborn lambs, but he is at his most spectacular with the horses. Tess is impressed with his patience and coolness as he moves to safety Tucker, an abused horse his sister has rescued...Later, the sight of Ward training Bilboa, a quarter horse, leaves Tess breathless: “She had no idea what he was doing, only that it was complicated and exceptionally beautiful.”

The storied cowboys were quintessentially masculine—laconic, courageous, take-charge, protective alphas. Ward fits the pattern in this respect too. His “cool reserve and dark, brooding good looks” are among the first qualities Tess observes, but even that observation comes after her recognition that he is accustomed to taking action and giving orders. She thinks of him as “Mr. Ward Knowles, High and Mighty Ruler of the World.” It takes a bit longer for her to become aware of less irritating qualities. She sees his tendency to take action without taking a survey differently when she learns that quality once led him to save his best friend’s life, at considerable risk to his own. His compulsion to take care of his family and friends eventually encompasses Tess...

...Physical appeal is part of the iconic cowboy image too, and Ward is no slouch in this department. Tess appreciates his appearance in a pair of well-worn jeans, finding him “delicious.”...Clearly Ward is the perfect cowboy hero for a twenty-first century romance.

Janga

Heroes and Heartbreakers

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"You know what I love most about book blogging, well, besides getting to read all I want? I find some really great authors. Laura drew me in with the western type theme and kept me hooked through her excellent writing and storyline. And it's a western type story. I love those! p class="style34">TTess dumps everything in her old life (after her marriage crumbles) and moves to a completely new area where she knows no one. That in and of itself is a brave thing to do. Upon arriving at the town that was picked at random from a map, seriously, she is on a mission to get a job lined up so Tess can stay. Well, being a small town and a crappy economy, there are no jobs to come by but she is directed to check out the ranch just outside of town. Soon after arriving on the property, she sees this sexy work hand running towards her car which decides at that point to take the drive to the car cemetery in the sky and is convinced that this man is the one who broke it. Ok so I know girls don't generally know about cars but for someone so smart, shouldn't she know that what she is accusing him of was complete crap? Honestly, this was really the only thing that bothered me about the book. May be just because I have a general knowledge of cars. But I will say it was pretty entertaining throughout the book when she would call him a car killer. Lol. As it turns out though, the sexy car killer is the owners' son. Whoops. Still doesn't mean he isn't a car killer. ;)

Jilted by a gold digging wench, Ward has thrown himself into the ranch. He doesn't have time for women. Especially not the quiet woman his mother hired as his assistant. But then he finds himself constantly seeking her out to ruffle her feathers. When his best friends want to get married on the ranch in a short amount of time, Ward and Tess are forced to work together and that's when we see the sparks really start to fly! I am glad that at this point, we start to see Ward open up some more. It sucks to be hurt so much by someone that you make assumptions about a person that isn't true from a past experience. But that to me proves that he is a really good person with a good heart. p class="style34">I can honestly say that I will be on the lookout for more Laura Moore novels. Love me a good contemporary/western romance! They melt my heart. :)"

Crystal Cuffley

Redheads Review It Better

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"If you are a fan of contemporary western romances, then you are going to love Once Tempted, the first novel in Laura Moore’s Silver Creek series. This fast-paced novel is a beautifully written love story between a sexy cowboy and a city girl who have both had their hearts broken in the past...

...The romance between Ward and Tess is slow growing and full of sexual tension. It takes place over several months and I like that they take the time to get to know one another. But with so much emotional baggage along with their trust issues, when trouble arrives in the form of Ward’s ex-fiancée, it does not take long for their insecurities to drive them apart.

Laura Moore’s Once Tempted is a charming novel with a delightful cast of well-developed characters. Some of the plot is a little predictable, but it never detracts from the overall story. The issues between Ward and Tess are resolved fairly quickly and without an excessive amount of angst. An entertaining story that will leave readers eagerly awaiting the next book in the Silver Creek series."

 Kathy

Book Reviews & More

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"Looking for a new series? Do you want some romance, some cowboys, some sensual moments? Then Laura Moore's Once Tempted is the book for you. Book one in her new Silver Creek Series, you will find yourself connecting with these two characters and cheering them on as they find love..

Both Ward Knowles and Tess Casari understand what it's like to have their dreams shattered. To fall in love with an image, an illusion, an idiot...but Once Tempted tells how each of them struggles to go on and begin again. How they learn to escape bitterness and learn what real love is. And how every individual handles betrayal differently...

...This is not a book with comedic overlays this is a book about trust. What is real? Who can we believe in? And when that one person who holds your heart, breaks it, can you forgive? You know...life. It was sweet, heartrending lovely and a total joy. I love returning to my romantic roots with books like this. They just make a girl dream.

Shauni S.

Tea and Book

 

Excerpt


Here’s a short preview of my first Silver Creek book, Once Tempted. I hope you enjoy it!

 

As far as Tess was concerned, fate was a nasty witch.

 

She was pretty sure she’d have felt this way even if she hadn’t been exhausted from driving solo cross-country, roughly a couple thousand miles farther than she’d ever driven before, and in a car she now had serious doubts about.

 

It had been sold to her by a distant cousin of one of her dad’s retired construction company employees. The price had been right and the mechanic had assured her it should make the trip to Northern California with no problem. But maybe she should have had the car looked at by someone more interested in inspecting the engine than in checking her out, and one who wasn’t related by marriage to the car’s owner. That was Astoria for you: on every corner a cousin or an in-law.

 

And she’d been in a hurry to get a set of wheels and go, convinced the only way to escape the ghosts of the past year was to get the hell out of New York and put the pedal to the metal. That was how messed up her life had become.

 

Now she could add yet another life lesson to her personal list. It wasn’t just marry in haste, repent at leisure—but also buy a car in haste, repent as your palms grew slick when the steering wheel failed to respond at even the easy stuff, like switching lanes. The less said about the blinding snow in Kansas and the car’s iffy brakes, the better. Then there were the vehicle’s ominous coughs and rattles. With each, her stomach had tightened.

 

But somehow she’d made it to the Golden State, which on a cold, gray January day didn’t look very golden to her and didn’t make her feel like shouting “Eureka!” at the top of her lungs while she launched into a quick jitterbug, or whatever the state dance was. As a going-away present, Anna had given her a guidebook to California that contained all sorts of trivia and factoids about the state. Before Tess reached her current level of exhaustion (somewhere around Colorado), she had studied the guidebook every night after she’d checked in to yet another motel.

 

The town of Acacia, California, where fate had decided she should go, hadn’t made it into Tess’s guidebook.

 

Hardly a surprise. Acacia’s downtown had a grand total of four streets. A booming metropolis it was not. She’d never been in a place so small that “one-stop shopping” could be taken literally: Its post office was housed inside the same low-slung wooden building as the bank and a general store with a lunch counter.

 

To give it due credit, the town possessed an offbeat charm. Who could quibble with a place that had among its businesses an organic wool store that offered knitting and weaving classes; a boutique that sold candles and handmade jewelry, smelled of lavender and beeswax, and had crystals hanging in the window, making rainbows that danced upon the rough-planked wooden floors; a coffee and tea shop that sold free-trade beans and brews and had the mellowest people behind the counter (they must be drinking the decaf); a clothing store that sold only natural fibers; a salon that offered all-natural products; and a liquor store that specialized in wines from the nearby vineyards?

 

The merchants she encountered seemed as wholesome and friendly as the items they stocked. Tess had never heard “Right on” and “All good” used so often without a hint of irony.

 

Acacia was just the sort of place she might like to visit for lunch and a quick stroll before heading back to a real town, one with bright lights, buildings taller than three stories, and public transportation. Its tiny size did have one advantage.

 

It took Tess less than an hour to go door-to-door inquiring about a job. To be told in the nicest way possible that she was flat out of luck.

 

Determined to leave no stone unturned, Tess entered the beauty salon on the corner of Main and Laurel. At the front desk a woman smiled and said, “Hello, welcome to A Brand New Day. I’m Ava. Can I help you?”

 

Tess introduced herself and then said, “I’m looking for a job. I was wondering whether you needed a receptionist?”

 

“’Fraid not. I own this salon and, as you can see, we’re pretty slow here right now.” She gestured behind her to the three empty stylist chairs. “Can you come back in April?”

 

This was the same response she’d received from every other storekeeper she’d approached. They’d all told her that January was a slow period, with very little traffic until the spring tourist season started.

 

“I kind of need to find something now.” Or yesterday, Tess added silently. Traveling across country wasn’t cheap. That dratted car drank gas like it was going out of style, and she had a terrible suspicion she was going to have to take it to a garage and get those weird noises checked out.

 

“What kind of experience do you have?”

 

“I worked for an events planning company in New York City for five years. So I’ve done a bit of everything.”

 

“New York, huh? A lifetime ago I lived there. I was nineteen when I came out to San Fran with a guy. He went back. I stayed but eventually struck north. For a while I hung out in Sonoma, but that got kind of crowded so then I found my way here. It’s been thirty-one years since I left New York. Is it still noisy and dirty?”

 

“You’re fifty? Honestly, I wouldn’t have put you above thirty.” She looked at the skin-care products lining the wall. “Those products must be awfully good.”

 

The woman smiled. “They are. We use local honey and beeswax, olive oil, and other all-organic ingredients for the skin-care line. You should come in sometime. I give a fantastic facial, if I do say so myself. It would make you feel brand-new.”

 

Tess was excruciatingly aware of how she must look after almost a week on the road. “I’d love to, but I think I need a paycheck first.”

 

“Like I said, Acacia’s pretty quiet now. Tell you what, why don’t you drive out to Silver Creek Ranch and see whether they have any jobs? It’s a big spread. They’re busy year-round.”

 

“A ranch? Um, I’m not really all that familiar with ranching.” Even working at the hardware store on Main Street—Wright’s, established 1949, she recalled—would have been a stretch. “It’s a guest ranch.” Her lips pursed in amusement when Tess looked at her blankly.

 

“It’s a working ranch. They raise horses, cattle, and sheep, but they also have accommodations—you know, cabins and a restaurant—for folks who want to come and stay. Like I said, it’s a big spread, probably the largest ranch in the area, and beautiful. With the vineyards close by, the Knowles—they’re the owners—do a good business. They employ a lot of the townsfolk. In fact, they pretty much keep Acacia alive. Guests from the ranch wander into town and pick up mementos or come in for services like the ones I provide here.”

 

Tess placed her handbag on the counter and drew out the folded map of California and opened it. “Would you mind showing me where this ranch is?”

 

Ava looked at the map and then up at Tess, her black brows arched in surprise. “It’s here, pretty much where you’ve X’d the spot.” She tapped a buffed nail on the blob of green where Tess’s own finger had landed and which Anna had immediately marked with a ballpoint pen. “You’ll want to follow Main Street out of town. It joins 128. Go for about four miles. On the left you’ll see a road, Bartlett Road. Take that for another mile. Next you’ll see a sign for Silver Creek Road on your right. The entrance to the guest ranch and main lodge is about a half a mile farther on your right.”

 

Her finger had landed on a ranch. Okay. Things couldn’t get much weirder. Pasting a smile on her face, Tess refolded the map and slipped it into her bag. “So I basically just head out that road and then make a left and then a couple of rights?”

 

“That’s about it. You’ll want to speak to Adele Knowles. She and her husband, Daniel, and their three children run the ranch. Tell her Ava Day sent you.”

 

“Thanks for your help.”

 

“Hope you find something. And remember to come back for that facial.”

 

***

 

Tess walked back to the post office where she’d parked, a walk that took approximately three minutes and during which perhaps five cars passed her. It was chilly enough so that only a few pedestrians were about, but through the windows of the post office–general store–luncheonette–bank, she could see a number of people clustered about small wooden tables. It was obviously the happening place in Acacia.

 

Reaching her car, she opened the driver’s side door. “Here goes nothing,” she muttered, eyeing the bucket seat with distaste. After two thousand–plus miles, she was thoroughly sick of driving. But even though she couldn’t believe there’d be a job for her at a ranch, it seemed like this was her last shot at finding employment in this one-horse town. And she’d promised Anna she’d do everything she could to find a place to live and work as close to where her finger had landed. Her conscience would never give her a moment’s peace if she didn’t at least try every available option.

 

She hoped Ava Day hadn’t been exaggerating about Silver Creek Ranch, and that it might actually need someone with her abilities. She turned the key in the ignition. An unearthly noise greeted her—a gnashing and grinding of metal parts—and then nothing. The silence was even more nerve-racking.

 

“Oh, come on! Please, please start.” She turned the key again and pumped the gas pedal for good measure, since the car loved gas the way a vampire loved blood. This time a high-pitched whine was added to the cacophony. Then, miraculously, the engine turned over.

 

Okay, the car sounded as if it had contracted whooping cough, but at least it was running.

 

“Thank you, thank you, I love you, really. I didn’t mean any of those things I said in Utah,” she whispered, knowing she was stretching the truth like taffy but too pathetically grateful to stop.

 

Shifting into gear, she pulled out onto Main Street and drove slowly toward the corner, partly out of respect for the speed limit, partly because she didn’t want to do anything to further annoy the car.

 

The miles crawled by. Houses began to be spaced farther and farther apart and sit farther back from the road. Tess followed the winding two-lane blacktop past fields and woods. The road dipped and climbed, and the houses disappeared from sight altogether. She was wondering whether she’d misunderstood Ava day’s instructions when she saw the sign for Bartlett Road on her left. She turned onto it and then there was nothing around her but fenced meadows and trees and mountains, their peaks taking ragged bites out of the gray sky.

 

“Thank God,” she breathed when she spied a small black-and-white sign saying “Silver Creek Road.” It couldn’t be too much farther now.

 

The gates to the ranch were on her right, “Silver Creek Ranch” painted on a carved wooden sign that was nailed to the gate. The road became gravel , and the pings of stones flying up and hitting the undercarriage made it seem like her car was under attack. It was certainly acting that way, coughing and wheezing and rattling ominously.

 

A plume of smoky dust drifted past her and she frowned, her tension ratcheting up. The road didn’t seem that dusty.

 

She was definitely going to have to find a garage as well as a job. When she’d stopped at the last service station, they’d had some info placards posted by the gas tanks about stretches for drivers to ease their tight muscles and sore backs and a chart to help identify different bug-splattered carcasses on a windshield—California humor at its finest—but no mechanic on duty to take a look at her engine.

 

 She kept her eyes fixed straight ahead, ignoring the long uninterrupted line of wood-and-wire fence running parallel to the private road, ignoring the disturbing noises erupting from under the car’s hood. Ignoring everything but the fact that ahead of her a large timber and stone building was beginning to take shape. Her destination was in sight. She just had to get there.

 

The wheels of her car rumbled over a small wooden bridge, bringing her within a hundred yards of a big circular courtyard with trees and shrubs planted in its center. That’s when she saw the man. He was walking up another road that, like the spoke of a wheel, joined the courtyard.

 

He wore blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a denim shirt. A dark beige cowboy hat, pulled down low, shaded his face. She’d noticed a number of men wearing cowboy hats in town, but this guy didn’t look like he wore the jeans and a hat as a fashion statement. He must be one of the ranch hands. Even if the guests at the ranch liked to dress up like cowboys, she doubted they’d have so much dirt on their jeans.

 

She eased off the accelerator, slowing to a crawl and then braking. Unfortunately, the car didn’t seem to appreciate idling any more than it did moving. If anything, the racket it made worsened. And those wispy clouds she’d noticed earlier? They seemed to be snaking out from beneath her hood. The sooner she found a place to park, the better.

 

She lowered her window. The car was filthy, coated with salt and grime that no amount of squeegeeing could wash away. Now, with the barrier gone, she saw with twenty-twenty clarity the man approaching her.

 

She swallowed.

 

Wow, that was a lot of muscle. A lot of seriously honed muscle if the way his jeans hugged his long thighs was any indication. His belt buckle was at eye level, a big oval thing just right for gripping. Dismissing this errant thought, she forced her gaze up, past his flat stomach and broad shoulders to the strong column of his neck. As her gaze reached the flat line of his mouth, it stalled, and she felt her own smile slip.

 

“Uh, hi.” For some reason her voice was breathless. It carried no further than a whisper. Nerves, she told herself. This place, the prospect of working here, even this man, they all unsettled her.  

 

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