From Tule Publishing, I’m thrilled to announce the release of Landing the Lawman–the fifth and final book in my Hills of Texas series!
He thought he was in control until she snuck into his heart…
Carter Hill walked away from a perfectly fine life and relationship…all for a career she’s chased since she was fourteen. Years and a PhD later, she loves her job as a water rights consultant. At the same time, now that all her brothers are happily married, she’s lonely and wanting more. But the only man in her life is Logan–super serious, no sense of humor, and friend-zoned. Or is he? Perhaps a sexy, no-strings affair with a man more driven than she is could help her move on.
Logan Cartez doesn’t date, do relationships, or worry about commitment. He’s married to his job – making sure what destroyed his family ranch and their legacy doesn’t happen to others. When Carter propositions him, what began as a passionate and unforgettable night soon develops into more. Logan finds himself doing things he swore he never would, and the feisty, brilliant, blue-eyed rancher’s daughter has him thinking about so much more than work.
* All books in this series can be read as stand alone and out of order.
Logan finished organizing things to his exacting standards, then picked up his briefcase and looked at her. “Ready?”
Carter pushed to her feet and had to hide a wince.
“What’s wrong with you?” Logan demanded.
Damn. He caught that? Carter shrugged. “Nothing that a long soak in my Jacuzzi bath won’t fix.”
He paused and stared at her with an inscrutable expression that meant he was waiting for more.
Carter sighed. “I visited home this weekend and rode Mae West for the first time in forever. I’m still feeling it in my behind.” She gave her tush a smack.
“Of course you named your horse Mae West,” he muttered.
Which only made Carter snicker. She was always quoting the actress. “Hey! Don’t knock her. The woman has some of the best life advice for women.”
“You once answered the door and asked if I was happy to see you or if I had a pistol in my pocket.”
The dry tone to his voice only had her cracking up more. “That’s a good one.”
“I don’t see how that’s advice.”
“Well, you wouldn’t.” The man was pulled tighter than a cinch on a saddle.
“Excuse me?” He paused holding the door open for her.
“You need to let loose and live a little.”
“I’m perfectly happy with my life,” he said with all the emotion of a wet blanket.
“You’re wound up like a pocket watch. I never see you put a foot wrong, but you don’t have any fun that way either. To quote Mae, ‘To err is human…’” She reached up to pat his check. “‘But it feels divine.’”
If Carter didn’t know better, she would’ve sworn those ebony eyes of his dropped to her lips. Just for a second. Too quick for her to be certain. Which was silly. This stupid—very temporary—crush was messing with her brain. They were coworkers and friends, nothing more. Even if she had made it a bit of a mission in life to make him have fun.
“I’ve had my share of failures,” he said.
“And learned all the wrong lessons, in my opinion.”