HOME FOR THE HEART, my new western romance in the
Wildings series, is about love that just can’t seem to get off the ground and about
a half Lakota boy who no longer believes he’s worthwhile.
Love doesn’t come easy…for some, it may
never come at all.
Blurb:
Lucy Thoroughgood has gone and done it now—fallen in love
with Hank Wilding, a man she’s known all her life. He’s content with
friendship, but Lucy’s heart has flown the coop and she knows she’s in love
with the determined bachelor. When she visits him with a proposition—to let the
orphans she cares for learn to ride his horses during the summer—he surprises
her with one of his own. She must accompany him to the dancing lessons he’s
signed up for.
Secretly pleased, she hopes that perhaps this arrangement
might lead to more than friendship. But Hank’s loved hard and lost, with his
engagement to one of the popular town girls going south two years earlier. He’s
sworn to never lose his heart to another—including Miss Lucy Thoroughgood.
A teenage orphan, Chayton, could be the key to thawing
Hank’s heart—but danger follows the embittered boy. Will Hank be able to give
Chayton the home he yearns for—or will the boy’s past bring only sorrow to
those he cares for? When a Lakota premonition becomes reality, Lucy’s life
hangs in the balance. Will Hank have the chance to let Lucy know how wrong he
was?
Excerpt:
In the quiet of the barn filled with the
smell of fresh hay, horse manure, and leather tack, Hank sensed rather than
heard someone enter the building. Ah, the
smell of sunshine and roses. Must be Lucille Thoroughgood. Without turning
to look at her, he set the pitchfork against the wall of Lonesome’s stall.
“What do you want, Lucy?” he grumbled as a greeting.
“Mr. Wilding, I have something I’d like to
propose to you.” Her voice sounded tense. When he turned to face her, he saw
those blue eyes dart away from his to peer at the straw on the floor. She
promptly straightened her spine and must have forced herself to look him
straight in the eye. Her starched manner made him want to mess with her.
“A proposal?” He moved closer to her…maybe
too close. He felt something shift in his chest like a warning bell. “Well now,
I haven’t ever had a lady propose to me before.” He joked, badly, just to get
her goat. Generally, women were not to be trusted. He’d learned that lesson the
hard way. But Lucy was his old friend since grade school. Even though she must
have been born straight-laced and proper, she spoke her truth, plain and
simple. Beneath that barbed wire exterior beat a heart of gold.
Lucy propped her fists on her hips and he
thought she looked like a charming sugar bowl all ruffed up in her pink
flowered dress and her sweet, straw hat that sat askew on her gleaming brown
hair. She knitted those brows together and narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m not
proposing marriage to you, Mr. Wilding. I’m proposing a business deal…sort of.”
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