Sheriff George Tyler time travels from 1888 Wyoming Territory to modern-day Napa Valley and meets Melody Song, a woman badly in need of a temporary husband. He agrees to help and quickly realizes that Melody needs more than just his name. She also needs his protection. Someone is intent upon harm...
On the ride over, she concentrated on relaxing one muscle at a time. The hardest had been her hands. She’d watched Fred guide his horse, his massive paws barely holding the reins. She’d had to concentrate fiercely on each finger but had managed to ride the last five hundred yards with the reins j...
she said. She looked upset. His protective instincts already on high alert kicked up a notch. He forgot about doing a quick check. He stepped forward, forcing her to step back. Once they were both inside, he closed the door behind him. “Are you all right?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “D...
Claire was in her bedroom changing into work clothes when she heard Sam’s cell phone ring. She finished zipping her dress and walked out of the room. Sam was filling Nightmare’s water dish and listening to the person on the other end. “Where?” he asked. Then more listening...
When they got to the door, Carmen stood up and felt wonderful. She was taking charge of her life. “How long will it take to get there?” she asked, once she’d gotten settled in his car. “Fifteen minutes,” he said. His jaw was tight. ...
She smelled good. Very feminine. He had the craziest urge to reach out, to see if her skin was as soft as it looked. But he kept his arms folded, his eyes closed, his breathing deep. She was scared. Of him. But more so of the men that he’d described. So for now, she’d file...
Girls came and went, and while the surroundings were different, the conversations were much the same as if they had occurred in a basement on the South Side. It was late afternoon when Carmen made her way to the kitchen. “I thought Detective Montgomery might have a stroke ...
He wore a white shirt made out of some shiny material. It had ruffles at the neck. His black trousers were pressed and his black boots looked new. Damn. There was no time to deal with Pete and Lenny now. Jed watched Toomay survey the room and then he took a seat at an empty table, his back to the...
Having watched her father a few times, Chandler had a rudimentary knowledge of what he was doing but certainly could not have been any help. He didn’t need any. That was clear. The minute he’d stepped into the helicopter, she’d felt the change in him. He was calm, totally ...
On a pleasant summer night, there’d be another hour of daylight but there wasn’t anything pleasant about this night. It was dark and ugly and it matched Jake’s mood perfectly.When Chase had described Wyattville, Minnesota, his old friend had been characteristically kind. It’s a little remote.Remo...