Counterfeit Cowgirl (Love And Laughter) - Plot & Excerpts
Ty shouted, racing into the house. Sparks were shooting from the microwave like a light show gone mad. Shielding his eyes with one hand, he gathered his nerve and punched a button. The blue sparks faded to oblivion, but his temper did not It had only been a few hours since he’d forced himself to eat half-frozen steaks. Now this! “What the hell are you doing?” he shouted into the living room. Hannah sat on the floor beside an empty milk bottle. It was obvious she’d fallen asleep there. A crease bisected the smooth skin of her cheek where it had rested on the parka, her hair was messed, and one slim hand still rested on the calf’s back, but it was her eyes that held his attention. They were as large and soft as a fawn’s. “What?” she asked, looking disoriented…and vulnerable. Vulnerability. It seemed a strange attribute for this woman who could slash him to shreds with nothing more than a word or a glance. And yet it was there in her expression, just as he had seen her earlier when she’d been talking to the calf.
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