Cowboys are a different breed...
They work hard, play hard and love harder.
It's all about the ride, until the right woman
makes them fall.
Sexy cowgirl Twyla Taylor is the right woman for rodeo Romeo, bronc rider, and her and brother's best friend, Ryan Easter. He just doesn't know it yet...
They work hard, play hard and love harder.
It's all about the ride, until the right woman
makes them fall.
Sexy cowgirl Twyla Taylor is the right woman for rodeo Romeo, bronc rider, and her and brother's best friend, Ryan Easter. He just doesn't know it yet...
COWGIRL CRAZY (#2, Cowboy Way) by Amazon Bestselling Author Becky McGraw
BLURB:
Twyla Taylor is one frustrated cowgirl. She's not winning at barrel racing or in love. She's spent ten years nursing a crush on her brother's best friend, Ryan Easter, who thinks of her as no more than his little sister. When Twyla catches Ryan with yet another no-good buckle bunny, and calls him out, he tells her to get a life, and that is exactly what she decides to do. One that does not include a buckle-bunny-chasing cowboy with a bad attitude, or an overbearing older brother.
Ryan Easter is one frustrated cowboy. He's winning every night at bronc riding, and has a different woman in every city. Mostly so he can keep his best friend's fiery little sister, and his desire for her, at bay. Since she grew those proud little breasts of hers, and mile-long legs, Ryan has had to fight his attraction to her. If her brother knew what he was thinking, he would kill Ryan, if her daddy didn't first. Ryan valued the surrogate family the Taylor's provided him with too much to ever go there with their youngest member.
His diversion techniques work like a charm, until one night he pushes her too far, and Twyla takes off. Ryan knows he has to find her quickly and apologize, or face his best friend's wrath. He finds Twyla in Dallas and decides she's definitely gone cowgirl crazy. He barely recognizes her, because his barrel-racing tomboy is wearing makeup that looks like it was put on with a putty knife and she's working at a bar which borders on a cowgirl strip club. When she isn't serving shots off of her stomach, she's shaking her round ass for any man with a dollar to shove into the waistband of her barely-there shorts.
Twyla refuses to leave with him, and Ryan knows he better make his final arrangements, or come up with another way to convince her and fast.
BLURB:
Twyla Taylor is one frustrated cowgirl. She's not winning at barrel racing or in love. She's spent ten years nursing a crush on her brother's best friend, Ryan Easter, who thinks of her as no more than his little sister. When Twyla catches Ryan with yet another no-good buckle bunny, and calls him out, he tells her to get a life, and that is exactly what she decides to do. One that does not include a buckle-bunny-chasing cowboy with a bad attitude, or an overbearing older brother.
Ryan Easter is one frustrated cowboy. He's winning every night at bronc riding, and has a different woman in every city. Mostly so he can keep his best friend's fiery little sister, and his desire for her, at bay. Since she grew those proud little breasts of hers, and mile-long legs, Ryan has had to fight his attraction to her. If her brother knew what he was thinking, he would kill Ryan, if her daddy didn't first. Ryan valued the surrogate family the Taylor's provided him with too much to ever go there with their youngest member.
His diversion techniques work like a charm, until one night he pushes her too far, and Twyla takes off. Ryan knows he has to find her quickly and apologize, or face his best friend's wrath. He finds Twyla in Dallas and decides she's definitely gone cowgirl crazy. He barely recognizes her, because his barrel-racing tomboy is wearing makeup that looks like it was put on with a putty knife and she's working at a bar which borders on a cowgirl strip club. When she isn't serving shots off of her stomach, she's shaking her round ass for any man with a dollar to shove into the waistband of her barely-there shorts.
Twyla refuses to leave with him, and Ryan knows he better make his final arrangements, or come up with another way to convince her and fast.
EXCERPT
Ignoring her comment, and what had to be her
obvious discomfort, Ryan stepped forward, leaned over her to balance his shot
glass about two inches under her navel.
Heather always put it at the base of her ribcage, so a little would
spill into her navel, but Ryan had put his lower. Her muscles contracted there, as the cold
glass touched her skin. She thought
about him licking her up to the glass, the amber liquid sloshed in the glass,
and he frowned.
“No
spilling, Twy, or there will be consequences.”
His eyes met hers and his pupils were dilated almost as large as the
blue irises. His breathing came in short
spurts, and she could see his pulse pounding at the side of his throat. The look on his handsome face said, he would
relish delivering those unknown consequences.
“By the time I’m done, I’ll really need that drink.”
A shiver
worked itself up her body from her toes, and the glass wobbled again. She gasped and contracted her muscles to steady
it. Agitation bristled through her. “Why don’t you just have the damned shot
then, and get on with this?” That’s what
she really wanted.
His hand
clamped on her ankle, and he grinned.
“Patience is a virtue, darlin’.
Slow is not always a bad thing, and I’m about to teach you that, and a
lot more.” His voice was heavy with
anticipation, and his sensual threat was punctuated by his tongue making a trip
slow around his hot lips. Her eyes
followed it around and heat sizzled along her nerves to singe her at the apex
of her thighs. Maybe this is why all
those bunnies she saw leaving his trailer were smiling. They must have had the patience Ryan was
talking about, and liked that Ryan was slow as a turtle in his lovemaking. Twyla wasn’t sold on it yet, but decided to
try to find the patience he asked her to have.
She huffed a breath then relaxed and uncurled her fists.
What the
hell did she know about all this, anyway?
She was green as grass at this, he knew what he was doing. Had done it many times. Too many.
“Get on
with it, then,” she grumbled, settling her focus on keeping that shot glass
steady on her lower abdomen. Ryan’s dark
head appeared in her line of vision, and Twyla gasped.
His eyes
met hers over the plane of her tummy, and were filled with mischief and
purpose. His hot breath tickled her thighs when he warned, “Keep it still,
Twyla. Remember, no spilling.”
He slid his
hands behind her calves, and under her thighs to hold her hands at her sides. Turning his face, he planted a wet kiss on
her inner thigh, before his mouth latched there and he sucked, while his tongue
swirled on her skin. Fire zipped up to
her core, and Twyla whimpered. The glass
wobbled again and she knew then that she was in big trouble.
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About The Author
Becky
McGraw is a married mother of three adult children, and a Southern girl
by birth and the grace of God, ya'll. She resides in South Texas with
her husband and dog Abby.
A
jack of many trades in her life, Becky has been an optician, a
beautician, a legal secretary, a senior project manager for an aviation
management consulting firm, which took her all over the United States, a
real estate broker, and now a graphic artist, web designer and
writer. She knows just enough about a variety of topics to make her
dangerous, and her romance novels interesting and varied. Being a
graphic artist is a good thing for her too, because she creates her own
cover art, along with writing the novels.
Becky
has been an avid reader of romance novels since she was a teenager, and
has been known to read up to four novels of that genre a week, much to
the dismay of her husband, and the delight of e-book sellers.
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