Things have gotten downright smoldering in Cotton Creek. The oil boom has the town bursting at the seams, and has Cody and Hannah run ragged with the bar being packed every night. Leave it to their mama to come up with a solution.
Stellas talks to her sister, who, in turn, manipulates her son, Cade (Cody and Hannah's cousin) to go to Cotton Creek and help them out. After all, he has nothing really on his plate. He just sold a casino in Atlanta City and has no idea what he wants to do next.
Cade isn't keen on the idea, but his mother traps him with the old "family helps family" thing so to Cotton Creek he goes. What were the odds that a month after he arrives, Roxie Ellis' 1957 T-bird would break down just outside of Cotton Creek and she'd be needing a job to make enough to affect repairs?
Gambler's luck? Maybe. Whatever the case, sparks fly at first glance and before you can call red on a roulette wheel, Cade and Roxie are neck deep in what is surely the most erotic bet of their lives.
The problem is, the bet becomes a whole lot more serious than either of them plan and soon Cade is Playing for Keeps.
Stellas talks to her sister, who, in turn, manipulates her son, Cade (Cody and Hannah's cousin) to go to Cotton Creek and help them out. After all, he has nothing really on his plate. He just sold a casino in Atlanta City and has no idea what he wants to do next.
Cade isn't keen on the idea, but his mother traps him with the old "family helps family" thing so to Cotton Creek he goes. What were the odds that a month after he arrives, Roxie Ellis' 1957 T-bird would break down just outside of Cotton Creek and she'd be needing a job to make enough to affect repairs?
Gambler's luck? Maybe. Whatever the case, sparks fly at first glance and before you can call red on a roulette wheel, Cade and Roxie are neck deep in what is surely the most erotic bet of their lives.
The problem is, the bet becomes a whole lot more serious than either of them plan and soon Cade is Playing for Keeps.
“Ye canna command the heart to love. It chooses who and when, whether we like it or not.” Ian McPherson, Kilmalochan Keep, 1817
“I do not want a husband. Especially not one of my own.” Amelia DeVere, London, 1817
When a jewel worth a fortune is ripped from Amelia DeVere’s neck, it’s time to contact Bow Street for help. Handsome highlander Ian McPherson, Bow Street Runner, isn’t best pleased to be spending his time chasing down a necklace for a spoiled society beauty. But it’s his job.
Banished from London, Amelia travels north, and is glad to find Ian there as well, on the trail of her ruby. Joining forces seems like a good idea until they cross the border into Scotland and their relationship gets complicated…
They will survive fires, sore muscles, mothers and villains, only to find more troubles awaiting them. Amelia must learn that to be loved by a Scot is worth more than any jewel. And Ian will have to persuade her that she’s worth loving…
“I do not want a husband. Especially not one of my own.” Amelia DeVere, London, 1817
When a jewel worth a fortune is ripped from Amelia DeVere’s neck, it’s time to contact Bow Street for help. Handsome highlander Ian McPherson, Bow Street Runner, isn’t best pleased to be spending his time chasing down a necklace for a spoiled society beauty. But it’s his job.
Banished from London, Amelia travels north, and is glad to find Ian there as well, on the trail of her ruby. Joining forces seems like a good idea until they cross the border into Scotland and their relationship gets complicated…
They will survive fires, sore muscles, mothers and villains, only to find more troubles awaiting them. Amelia must learn that to be loved by a Scot is worth more than any jewel. And Ian will have to persuade her that she’s worth loving…
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