Publisher: Tule Publishing
running out of time to make his mark. By his age, his father was an
All-Around-Cowboy multiple times and his siblings are all highly accomplished
in their fields. Boone vows that this is his year to stand out and finally be a
champion as long as he remains focused, but a beautiful masseuse he met on a
quick detour to the beach has given him a glimpse of a happy life that doesn’t
involve buckles or prize money. Is loving Piper and settling down on his
family’s Montana ranch giving up his dreams and destiny? When he pulls into his
home town of Marietta, he knows it’s now or never, and he probably needs to let
Piper go.Masseuse Piper Wiley is doing the one thing she swore she never would–following
a man who’s chasing his career from town to town. The daughter of an Army
colonel, Piper’s lived all over the world, but has always craved permanence and
belonging. Meeting Boone was unexpected and powerful. Love at first sight. But
can she convince her cowboy to finally come home and make his mark with her?
head yes and tried not to stare at the swinging double doors of Grey’s saloon.
He knew he was waiting for Piper. His father, the legendary rodeo star, the
bronc and bull rider who’d single-handedly saved his family’s ranch with his
daring and earnings, saw too much, and Boone felt ten again and wished he’d
taken his dad up on the beer. But he knew if he kept silent the moment, such as
it was, would pass.
out,” his dad finally said into the fraught silence. “Got some equipment that
needs your magic touch.”
mechanical he could handle. His life, though? He seemed always poised to fuck
system, later today or early tomorrow.” His dad didn’t change tone, but Boone
knew he was confused and disappointed. And fishing for answers, but if his dad
said anything else, Boone .
because right then Piper flowed through the double doors.
locked eyes, and it was just like the first time. Every time he saw her it was
like the first time—that sense of falling, of breathlessness, and of a
recognition that went soul-deep even as it made no sense.
ask a girl to dance.” Boone pulled away from his wall slouch, handed his pool
cue to a cowboy who’d been watching and walked toward Piper with purpose.
has loved reading romance novels since she discovered Barbara Cartland
historical romances when she was in sixth grade. By seventh grade, she was
haunting the library shelves looking to fall in love over and over again with
the heroes born from the imaginations of her favorite authors. After teaching writing
classes and workshops to adults and teens for many years in Seattle and
Portland, she returned to her first love of reading romances and became an
editor for Tule Publishing last year. Sinclair lives in Oregon’s wine country
where she and her family own a small vineyard of Pinot Noir and where she
dreams of being able to write at a desk like Jane Austen instead of in parking
lots waiting for her kids to finish one of their 12,000 extracurricular