Brokedown Cowboy

Brokedown Cowboy
Maisey Yates

There are lines best friends shouldn't cross, but in Copper Ridge, Oregon, the temptation might be too much…If practice makes perfect, Connor Garrett should be world champion of being alone. Since losing his wife he's concentrated exclusively on his family's ranch. Until Felicity Foster needs a place to stay and Connor invites her to move in temporarily. That's what friends do. What friends don't do? Start fantasizing about each other in their underwear. Or out of it…Since high school, Liss has kept her raging crush in check. But helping Connor rebuild his life only reinforces how much she longs to be a part of it. One explosive encounter, and she'll discover that getting what you always wanted can feel better than you ever dreamed…There are lines best friends shouldn't cross, but in Copper Ridge, Oregon, the temptation might be too much…If practice makes perfect, Connor Garrett should be world champion of being alone. Since losing his wife he's concentrated exclusively on his family's ranch. Until Felicity Foster needs a place to stay and Connor invites her to move in temporarily. That's what friends do. What friends don't do? Start fantasizing about each other in their underwear. Or out of it…Since high school, Liss has kept her raging crush in check. But helping Connor rebuild his life only reinforces how much she longs to be a part of it. One explosive encounter, and she'll discover that getting what you always wanted can feel better than you ever dreamed…

There are lines best friends shouldn’t cross, but in Copper Ridge, Oregon, the temptation might be too much…

If practice makes perfect, Connor Garrett should be world champion of being alone. Since losing his wife he’s concentrated exclusively on his family’s ranch. Until Felicity Foster needs a place to stay and Connor invites her to move in temporarily. That’s what friends do. What friends don’t do? Start fantasizing about each other in their underwear. Or out of it…

Since high school, Liss has kept her raging crush in check. But helping Connor rebuild his life only reinforces how much she longs to be a part of it. One explosive encounter, and she’ll discover that getting what you always wanted can feel better than you ever dreamed…There are lines best friends shouldn’t cross, but in Copper Ridge, Oregon, the temptation might be too much…

If practice makes perfect, Connor Garrett should be world champion of being alone. Since losing his wife he’s concentrated exclusively on his family’s ranch. Until Felicity Foster needs a place to stay and Connor invites her to move in temporarily. That’s what friends do. What friends don’t do? Start fantasizing about each other in their underwear. Or out of it…

Since high school, Liss has kept her raging crush in check. But helping Connor rebuild his life only reinforces how much she longs to be a part of it. One explosive encounter, and she’ll discover that getting what you always wanted can feel better than you ever dreamed…

Brokedown Cowboy

Maisey Yates

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

Dear Reader (#ulink_0f6d5f36-f824-53b8-8eed-39b5f0be2c35),

I have a soft spot for a strong, wounded hero. I always have. I think in part because I always want to fix their pain. I write romance because I believe in the power that love has to heal, because I believe that no one has ever missed their chance at happily ever after. Even if they need a second chance at it.

Connor Garrett is desperately in need of a second chance.

If you’ve met Connor in Part Time Cowboy then you know what a grumpy, surly, heartbroken man he is. From the moment I “met” him, I knew I needed to write his story.

I like a broken hero, and I love a story about friends discovering there’s more between them. Brokedown Cowboy gave me a chance to play with two of my favorite themes.

Liss and Connor have so much history together, and no one knows Connor’s pain like she does. But she’s also fully aware that what he’s been through means loving again will be a challenge for him. Luckily, Liss is up to the task.

I hope you enjoy Connor’s road to happiness as much as I enjoyed writing it (if you’re still in the store, you might want to buy a box of tissues…you’ve been warned).

Happy Reading!

Maisey

Contents

Cover (#uc4398f2a-fed9-5f41-98f4-410dd05913fb)

Back Cover Text (#ubdf98568-5ef0-53f8-b2bd-32dff1f21785)

Title Page (#u6dd72f6f-1b78-5f8a-a560-14b31ed6f0fc)

Dear Reader (#uc0e40c97-5840-5932-b81c-2e2555d68a05)

CHAPTER ONE (#ufd0ed8e3-0914-5da6-97d5-e4fb11d4ab51)

CHAPTER TWO (#ue15d7ed2-a2b5-5b83-a36f-efb29fd3f28f)

CHAPTER THREE (#u86387314-ec27-59de-be0b-0bfc7798e353)

CHAPTER FOUR (#ueb4c91f8-fc79-5923-9d6a-c58b667d05dc)

CHAPTER FIVE (#uaa31b67a-ea5d-53c5-af58-e5fb93fa4a30)

CHAPTER SIX (#ue85c8628-f227-5a29-9221-87758e1e80e2)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#u7d0026db-7349-520c-97e9-26e9500abd32)

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (#litres_trial_promo)

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CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_a62dfbdd-a866-558a-92b8-d43680c48c74)

CONNOR GARRETT WAS a grown-ass man. He knew there was nothing to fear in sleep. He knew the darkness of his room didn’t hide anything more sinister than a pair of carelessly discarded cowboy boots, waiting for him to stub his toe on them in the dead of night during a sleepy trip to the bathroom.

He knew these things, just like he knew the sun would rise over the mountains just before six this time of year, whether he wanted it to or not. He knew these things as surely as he knew that an early-morning breeze tinged with salt meant a storm would blow in from the coast later. That unintentional run-ins with barbed-wire fences burned like a son of a bitch. That wooden barns burned and people you loved left.