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The Rancher Stakes His Claim
When she inherits half a dude ranch after losing her best friend, Landry Malone is determined to see Eden’s legacy flourish. That is if her friend’s broad-shouldered cowboy brother will give her the chance. Chase Donovan isn’t happy that his sister left their family business to an outsider—and he’s determined to test Landry’s mettle, hoping she’ll give up her claim. Soon Chase is impressed by Landry’s ability to rise to every challenge he puts in her way—and worried that his attraction to the perky spitfire seems to know no end. Finally working together to ensure the ranch’s future, will their business partnership be the foundation for something more?
“You are, hands down, the fastest female in the West.”
Landry winced. “Translate that to—takes little time with her appearance.”
“Some women’s appearances don’t need time.”
A compliment? From Chase? Her eyes widened.
Various birds chirped and sang as they strolled the thirty yards to the river in a comfortable silence. Once they reached the bank, they set their gear down and went to work baiting their hooks.
Landry chose a fat worm, slid it onto her hook.
“Impressive, Malone. Apparently you have no qualms about an earthworm’s death.”
“Shh, you’ll scare the fish away.”
He chuckled, baited his hook, moved up the river from her a bit.
As the distance widened between them, she started breathing easier. Why was Chase giving her contradictory signals?
He didn’t even like her. Did he?
Whether he liked her or not, she liked this new Chase. Maybe too much.
SHANNON TAYLOR VANNATTER is a stay-at-home mom/pastor’s wife/award-winning author. She lives in a rural central-Arkansas community with a population of around one hundred, if you count a few cows. Contact her at shannonvannatter.com.
Winning Over the Cowboy
Shannon Taylor Vannatter
It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man.
—Psalms 118:8
To Texas Mom, who always makes visiting her in Texas Hill Country feel like coming home.
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Her best friend wasn’t here anymore. And never would be again.
A knot clogged in Landry’s throat as she stood in the gravel drive. The early evening Texas sky blurred, and she blinked the moisture away.
The massive cedar structure with the endless green metal roof looked exactly as it had when she’d lived and worked here seven years before. The same as when she’d visited last fall. Nothing about the dude ranch had changed. Yet everything had.
“May
