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#ShoutOutSaturday #Cowboy Last of the Red Hot Cowboys by Tina Leonard
sexy cowgirl gives a rugged Texas loner the ride of his life in USA Today
bestselling author Tina Leonard’s seductive new series.
Buchanan dreams of a career on the rodeo circuit. Winning a spot on a
one-of-a-kind team would be her ticket to the life she’s always wanted. Ava
won’t let anyone stand in her way—not even a stubborn cowboy whose
slow-molasses smile and red-hot swagger set her senses aflame . . . and whose
talents as a trainer could make her a star. Rodeo might be a man’s game, but
Ava knows the right woman’s touch can tame the wildest heart.
Carter believes his mayor’s plan to raise the town’s profile has disaster
written all over it, and he won’t allow the Hell’s Outlaws Training Center to
be dragged into the fiasco. Yet watching Ava’s delectable body on horseback
proves too much of a temptation, and his fantasies stray to her riding skills
outside the arena. Soon Trace is fighting like hell to rein in his unbridled
desire for the petite brunette before it becomes a passion hotter than the
matter,” Trace said, glancing over at Ava.“Don’t let the Horsemen guilt you.They’re working an angle, and it’s always a crooked one.”
“That makes no sense.”Ava gave him a look of disgust, which he
intercepted with good humor.He was just
happy to have her in his truck.Frankly,
she’d come with him more easily than he’d thought she would.Especially after he’d overheard Fallon ask
had caused Trace to shift his gears.He
hadn’t really planned on dragging Ava off.The plan had been to talk rationally to her, help her put her horse in
the barn.Hell, he hadn’t had a plan.
heard Fallon make his boneheaded offer—and split-second, Trace had known that
just couldn’t stand.
sense to me.You don’t want to hang out
with them, Ava.Trust me.”
“I don’t know
if I trust you at all.You seem shadier
than they do.”
He shook his
head.“Just some friendly advice.You don’t know the pitfalls of Hell.Friends help each other out.”
He felt her
glare and grinned.Such a sweet, sexy
body, so much sass.“Last I checked,
“You need to
sell your idea to Judy.Not me.”
“You let me
“Fine.”She waved her hand dismissively.
really like me much, do you?”
Ava looked at
him, her dark-green eyes gazing at him curiously.“You’re arrogant and short-tempered.You didn’t want to give us a shot in the
first place, and this is the second time you’ve put me in your truck to twist
my arm.Did I miss what I’m supposed to
“Now that you
put it like that, I realize I haven’t given you much to be impressed with at
all.Let me fix this snag.”
He turned his
truck toward his barns to put her horse away.“If I train you, you’ll be a helluva rider.”
helluva rider now.”
when I get done with you, you’ll be a badass helluva rider.”
“Why?Why are you suddenly so motivated?”
parked the truck.“Maybe I hate to see a
nice girl getting taken advantage of by the Horsemen.”
being taken advantage of.”
Judy.”He grinned, enjoying himself.
matter.You’re not that kind of guy.”
“Unselfish?Sure I am.”He went around to open her door.
She slid out
of the truck.“Considerate.You’re not considerate enough to try to help
us out.Your ego may be involved because
you’re competitive.But not considerate
her hand, turned her to face him.She’d
been sassing him with those pink lips for a few days now, and a man could only
take so much.
her, long and slow and sweet, taking his time since she didn’t protest.She felt better than he remembered, even in
his wildest fantasies, which he’d had plenty of concerning her.He was dying to move his hands to her waist,
circle it, palm her sexy fanny.Told
himself it was too fast, and too fast never got a man anywhere.
moved under his, returning his kiss, surprising him.Had she just moved a fraction closer?She seemed to melt against him, surrendering,
and Trace’s world spun at all the magical wonder suddenly opening to him.
truck door slammed.Ava gasped, moved
away from him.Stared at him, blinking,
then silently went to unload her horse.
helping her unlock the trailer.She
unloaded Mack, walking him to the barn.
she told Trace.
it?He’d given her a kiss to melt the
hardest heart, and she was telling him to drop dead?“Hey,” he said, “don’t freak out.”
“Do I look
freaked out?”She walked her horse
inside the barn, checked that Mack had fresh, cool water and plenty of fresh
hay.“This is the face of annoyed.”
That wasn’t a
woman’s typical response to his kissing.“I’m sorry.I jumped the gun.”
more than the gun, buster.”She put her
horse into a stall, checked the hay, filled the water, brushed past him.
her as she sashayed toward her own beat-up blue truck she’d driven from
“What?”She moved a mountain of paper and horse stuff
from the front seat to the back.
forget that happened?”
“Easily.”She got in her truck, switched the engine on,
rolled down the window.“I already
back as she peeled away, shredding his gravel drive.Trace grinned.
She might try
to forget, but that kiss was going to last him a while.
to.He wasn’t touching the lady
again—she was going to have to make the next move.