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Welcome to the Sundance Dude Ranch in Blackfoot Falls, Montana…where the cowboys are hot, and the town sheriff is smokin'!
Ever since the Sundance became a dude ranch, Sheriff Noah Calder has been a "must-see attraction" for hordes of visiting women. But when a suspected (and suspiciously sexy) con artist rolls into town, it takes all of Noah's control to stop himself from giving her a very thorough strip search….
Alana Richardson is no con artist—she's a marketing executive in desperate need of a vacation! But with her luggage stolen and her identity in question, she's under the very close surveillance of Sheriff Noah Sexypants. Now she has to prove she's one of the good guys…but she may just have to be a little bad to convince him!
- Sales Rank: #464349 in eBooks
- Published on: 2012-10-01
- Released on: 2012-10-01
- Format: Kindle eBook
About the Author
Debbi has written over 50 books for Harlequin since 1994, in several different lines including: Harlequin American, Harlequin Intrigue, Love & Laughter, Duets and Harlequin Blaze. She lives in rural, beautiful Utah with far too many rescued cats and dogs. Although she hasn't lived there for years, she still misses her home state of Hawaii. She's currently working on a western Blaze series, one of her favorite genres.
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Alana Richardson had precisely one hour to vacate her office. She kicked off her new Christian Louboutins, swung her stockinged feet onto her desk and stared out the large glass windows at her perfect view of Madison Avenue and Saint Patrick's Cathedral. The autumn sky was more gray than blue, but the trees compensated for the drabness with their orange and yellow brilliance. Normally October was her favorite month. But not this year, not with the move from Mid-town to Tribeca, with which she was in total disagreement.
She was the newly appointed vice president of marketing for an ad agency that had laughed in the face of recession. Partly thanks to her, they'd increased their net worth by fifty percent and had outgrown the twenty-first-floor office that was more home to Alana than her Upper West Side apartment. Though sentiment had nothing to do with her attitude toward the move. What she objected to was being sidelined for an entire week. The whole transfer of files and furniture and computers could've happened in two days if her boss had been more reasonable.
She flexed her toes. Damn, her feet hurt. The four-inch heels weren't the problem; for her those were standard. They put her at six feet and brought her eye-to-eye with, and sometimes taller than, most of her male coworkers. She liked the psychological advantage. For some of her peers it didn't seem to matter that she was at the top of her game, or that she worked harder than anyone else. They thought she was too young, too green to have moved up the ladder so quickly.
At least no one assumed she'd slept her way into her position. She wasn't unattractive, but she was no great beauty, either. She simply didn't have the kind of face and body that made men stupid enough to pass out unearned promotions.
Her office door opened, no knock first, which meant it was her assistant, Pam. Alana turned from the window and eyed the blonde's jeans. She hadn't wasted any time in shifting out of work mode. "I thought you were coming to tell me you were staying in the city with me."
Pam tilted her head to the side. "Let's see…skiing in the Alps with Rudy or working fourteen-hour days with you. I'll have to think about that for a second." With her usual deadpan expression, she checked her watch. "You can still come with us. Our flight doesn't leave for another four hours."
"Pass."
"So you're going to stay cooped up in your apartment and work."
"I've been meaning to see Wicked, and that other one…." Alana waved her hand. "That musical with what's his name."
Pam shook her head in resigned dismay. Young, only twenty-five, she'd been three years behind Alana at Yale. But she was sharp, ambitious and didn't miss a trick. That's why she'd been hired twenty minutes into her interview. She reminded Alana of herself. With the exception that Pam had the good sense to spend a week in the Alps and regenerate, while Alana planned on burying herself in ad copy.
"I want to show you something, and I need you to promise to keep an open mind." Pam moved around the desk, shoving Alana's feet off and taking over her keyboard.
"I'm not promising anything." Alana rolled her chair back to give her assistant room. Though Pam seemed distracted by something under the desk.
She dragged out Alana's wastebasket and sighed at the remains of the desktop Zen garden Pam had given her as a stress reliever. The sand had fallen to the bottom of the basket and the miniature wooden rake had snapped in two. "I see this worked well."
"Actually, it did." Alana smiled. "Trashing the whole thing felt remarkably soothing."
With an eye roll, Pam went to work, her fingers flying over the keyboard. She brought up a website and stood back.
"check this out."
Alana scooted closer, squinting at the startling expanse of blue sky above a huge log-cabin-style house. In the lower corner of the screen were three cowboys, but it was one of their horses that caught her attention. With that lean, powerful body and a shimmering gray mane, he looked like an Arabian, but she couldn't be sure from the picture. What was this, anyway? Her gaze went to the top of the screen. The Sundance Dude Ranch.
It took a second for the words to register. She narrowed her gaze on her assistant. "A dude ranch. Me. You're kidding."
"Why not? You like to ride. Do it where the air is clean and men are men."
Alana laughed. "I haven't been riding in years." She slid another look at the three cowboys. Not bad, if a woman liked the rugged outdoor sort. .
"All the more reason to get your overworked type A ass out of the city and do something fun for a change."
Groaning, Alana swiveled to find her shoes. "Remind me why I keep you around."
"Because I don't take your crap, I'm very good at what I do, and I know how to fix your computer," she said, then pointedly added, "without erasing the entire hard drive."
"God, I'm going to hear about that for the rest of my life."
"Take a damn vacation, Richardson. You need it."
"A dude ranch. Sure thing." She winced, trying to stuff her foot back into the narrow shoe. It had to be the correct size. Her personal shopper had chosen them, but they were new. Alana had figured half a day's wear would be enough to break them in.
"Look, I probably wouldn't have thought of it on my own, but I have friends who went last month, and they came back raving about the place. Plus they said the guys were totally hot."
"You have time for friends? Obviously I don't work you hard enough."
"Just read some of the reviews."
"Yeah, I'll do that."
Pam exhaled in that long-suffering way she had perfected. "You are so myopic."
Alana quit trying to put on the shoe and brought it up for closer inspection. Her eyes were tired from another late night reviewing ads, and the print was too blurry. "This is an eight, right?" She showed the toeless black pump to Pam.
"That's not what I meant." clearly annoyed, her assistant ducked her head to glance at the size. "Yes," she said, her expression changing to one of banked amusement. "By the way, your mother called while you were meeting with Mr. Giles."
That was odd. Eleanor rarely called the office. Alana opened the desk drawer where she kept her cell and saw that she had several messages waiting. "And?"
"She's lecturing at a conference in Boston this weekend. After that she's going to the Cape for a few days. She wanted to let you know she'd be away."
A sick feeling churned in Alana's stomach. "You didn't tell her about the move," she said, not liking the knowing gleam in her assistant's eye. "Or that the office would be closed."
"I'm not sure." Pam frowned, but couldn't quite keep a straight face. "I might have mentioned it. Was that wrong?"
"I'm not afraid of her." Not a total lie. Terrified was a better description. The woman wasn't a monster, nothing like that. But if Alana thought she was good at manipulating people, Dr. Eleanor Richardson was the damn master. Nine out of ten times she could get her only daughter to crumble like a stale brownie. And if her mother knew she was free, she'd insist Alana accompany her to the Cape. "I can say no to Eleanor."
"Of course you can." Pam grinned as she moved around the desk toward the door. "But you know, with all the fall foliage, Cape Cod is gorgeous this time of year…."
Sighing, Alana dug out her phone. All three messages were from Eleanor. Oh, crap.
"Have fun with Mom," Pam said on her way out with a wave over her shoulder.
"That was so beneath you," Alana muttered, loudly enough for Pam to hear, then drummed her short, pale, manicured nails on her desk while staring at the phone as if it were the enemy.
She had to call her mother back. If she didn't, Eleanor would inevitably show up at Alana's apartment. The doormen all knew her. They'd probably lay out the damn red carpet without even giving Alana a heads-up that her mother was in the building.
And why not? Eleanor Richardson was beautiful and charming, a world-renowned psychiatrist who knew exactly how to get what she wanted. With her expertise perpetually in demand, she was wined and dined, courted by some of the most prestigious institutions in the world. The woman knew no humility, though Alana marveled at how well her mother hid her arrogance and sense of entitlement. Her ability was truly something. Almost enviable.
The thought made Alana shudder. She loved her mother and respected her because she really was brilliant and worked hard—her discipline was an amazing thing. But Alana didn't want to be like her. Eleanor had no friends. Never in a hundred years could Alana imagine her having a conversation like the one she herself had just had with Pam. It was a small thing, perhaps, and there were many qualities passed on to her from her mother for which Alana was grateful.
She also appreciated the top-notch education she'd been provided, the fabulous trips abroad, the trust fund that guaranteed she'd never have to worry about her future. But the perks had come at a price. A normal childhood had been the trade-off. No sleepovers or going off to summer camp or attending Friday-night school football games like her classmates. No father to read her stories or tuck her in at night.
When she was younger, Alana had thought often about how her life might've been different if she'd had a more traditional upbringing. She'd even considered inquiring about the man who'd fathered her. One particular time she'd been so furious with Eleanor for planning a Caribbean trip for them the weekend of the junior prom that she'd nearly asked her mother wh...
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Own the night
By Clare O'Beara
This is part of a series set in Montana. OWN THE NIGHT introduces us to Rachel who runs a dude vacation ranch in tandem with the family cattle spread, but focuses on a New York advertising agency businesswoman, Alana Richardson, who intends to spend a week at Sundance ranch.
Unfortunately for Alana all her luggage is stolen minutes after she arrives in the one-horse town of Blackfoot Falls. Her case, laptop, purse, phone.... She has no identity documentation and the ranch bookings have a mixup so she has no room for the night. The handsome local sheriff, Noah Calder, is fed up with cutie city girls hanging out in town trying to catch his eye, along with the eye of other good-looking cowboys. He initially thinks Alana is just another of the same, but a memo warning him that a pair of con-artists are headed his direction, one of whom fits Alana's description, is enough to ring alarm bells. Noah decides that he cannot let Rachel and her guests suffer, so to keep an eye on Alana he offers her a room in his own home.
The temperature rises as the single man and the executive who is forced to readjust get to know each other. Alana buys cheap replacement clothes instead of her missing designer garb and, with the bank closed over the weekend, helps out in the bar to earn a little money. Inevitably not all the townsfolk welcome the city trade and speculation about her and the sheriff is rife. Alana is in part escaping from her overbearing mother and the contrast with Noah's family, who invite her to dinner, could not have been finer.
I did find it implausible that a visitor to town would parade around her host's home wearing nothing but a t-shirt, which seemed rude as well as unladylike. And do people really travel halfway across the country by plane and car wearing four-inch heels? Especially if they plan to spend the week staying on a ranch? Sartorial questions aside, Debbi Rawlins ensures there is enough going on to keep the reader's interest, if this book does not have very much in the way of ranch scenery.
Try another of her Blackfoot Falls books, On A Snowy Christmas Night, for all the Montana scenery you could wish and a shelter for abandoned large animals such as horses and buffaloes.
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Sexy read
By DiDi - Guilty Pleasures BR
3.5 Stars.
This is a wonderful story of a run of bad luck turning into a dream come true! Not only are these two really great but you will fall in love with the people of Blackfoot Falls, Montana.
The Sundance dude ranch has big draws for women, and at the top of the list is the super sexy town sheriff. The last thing Noah Calder wants is to be that attraction. He has just received word that there may be a con artist headed towards his town, and he is very suspicious of the sexy woman that just walked into his office.
Alana Richardson is a high powered ad executive on vacation, and she chose a dude ranch because something about the website and the pictures of the town's sheriff calls to her. Also she wants to get as far from her mother as possible, so she lies to everyone about where she is headed. But her vacation takes a turn for the bad when her purse and suitcase are stolen when she gets to town. Then she finds out due to arriving late her reservation was given away to someone else. But that run of bad luck might just be the best thing to ever happen to her. She ends up staying at the home of one sexy sheriff. Is this just a one week fling, or is something deeper developing between them?
These two have some very serious sparks from almost the get go. But it isn't all about the smoking hot sex. They honestly get to know each other. I love how they each reacted to the other's family issues. I love how Alana blooms in this little town in Montana. She goes from a closed off business woman to a truly loving open women, because of Noah and the people of this town.
I hope y'all enjoy this one!
Review copy provided for an honest review.
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Good story, sexy romance, great characters!
By Miranda Owen
Alana is a wealthy marketing executive in New York City. She grew up with a domineering, psychologist mother who, in Alana's words, wanted a companion not a daughter. Her mother is pressuring her to go on a tropical vacation with her. That is absolutely the last thing that Alana wants so she decides to run away to this ranch in Montana that her friend told her about. The Sundance Dude Ranch in Blackfoot Falls, Montana is marketed toward single women looking for a fun getaway with gorgeous men littered about. That is something that women gush about in the reviews of the ranch - all the hot men around. Most of the men either enjoy the attention or laugh it off. One man who dislikes the attention is Sheriff Noah Calder. With his rugged good looks, women think he's a piece of eye candy worth pursuing. Noah just finds it annoying. When Alana first gets to town, her luggage and purse are stolen. When she goes to report it to Noah, he thinks her physical description matches that of a female grafter that he just got a bulletin about. Because he's unsure of her, he offers to put her up at his place as a way of keeping an eye on her. The attraction between the two is hot. It's not all sex between the two. They get to know each other and find they have some things in common. They both have complicated relationships with family. Alana grows as a person and blossoms in this different environment. Removed from the influence of her controlling mother, she finds that she has a lot of inner strength and hidden talents. She's also able to form close relationships and grow emotionally. I liked the romantic and yet realistic ending & hope to read more about this couple in later books.
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