Mustang Wild
Stacey Kayne
No smooth-talking man is going to outwit her!With the deed to her land and a kid brother to protect, mustanger Skylar Daines shouldn't have tangled with the likes of Tucker Morgan. But his stolen kiss scatters her senses and, quicker than a whirling dust devil, they're wed!To her relief, Tucker's keen to fix the marital slipup–and then he tells her the deed she holds belongs to him, and him alone. Maybe she shouldn't rush to have their marriage annulled. No man, no matter how good-looking, is going to swindle Skylar out of the one thing she yearns for most–a home.
Tucker took a quick step backward into the shadowed corner of the barn as she sat up.
Skylar drew a deep breath and closed her eyes, releasing a stream of silent tears.
Looking at her now, she hardly resembled the woman full of confidence and sass who’d spent the day working his horses. Her wide, glistening eyes now stared into his.
“How long have you been standing there?” Her voice was warm, sultry, alluring.
Tucker’s gaze drifted across her face. Her skin looked as soft and pretty as a rosebud. And those lips…
He pinched his eyes shut. It would be wrong to make a pass at his new horse trainer; the woman he intended to unwed.
A woman who’s after my ranch.
Mustang Wild
Stacey Kayne
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Dedicated to
My grandmothers—women of strength and courage
who’ve influenced my life.
Special thanks to
Lyn Randal, my dear friend, contest rival, star sister and guardian angel.
My English teacher, Mr. Perez, whose praise of my writing fueled my courage to write a book.
My mom—I couldn’t have achieved this dream without your love, faith and support!
My mother-in-law, for being my friend, cheerleader and very first proofreader.
Evan Fogelman, for believing in my work, giving me confidence and keeping my spirits up.
My critique partners, Sheila Rae Z. Mohs, Renee Luke and Carla Hughes—who put up with my dyslexic jargle and help me find those missing words, while adding fun and friendship to my life.
My angel boys, for being the best kids ever—and for letting their mom hog the computer!
Last but not least, my hero, my husband, the man who has suffered through countless dinners out of a box and the untold amount of housework that is always on my to-do list. He never counted on his wife being a writer, but has adjusted well. You have to admire a man who can proudly announce, “My wife writes killer romance novels.” Love you!
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25