Cowboy Dreaming. Shawna Delacorte

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      Table of Contents

       Cover Page

       Excerpt

       Dear Reader

       Title Page

       SHAWNA DELACORTE

       Dedication

       Four

       Five

       Six

       Seven

       Eight

       Nine

       Ten

       Eleven

       Twelve

       Copyright

      Melanie Felt Cody’s Warm Breath

      Across Her Cheek,

      then his lips on the side of her neck. His words tickled her ears. “We should figure out the sleeping arrangements for tonight.”

      

      He rose suddenly and added a couple more logs to the blaze. “There should be some sleeping bags in the cupboard,” he said. “And another cot…” It was almost a question.

      

       All right, Ms. I-can-take-care-of-myself-and-don’t-need-anybody, what do you plan to do now?

      This was not the time to panic, Melanie told herself. She was a self-sufficient woman who would handle this logically and intelligently.

      

      As she watched, Cody jabbed the burning logs, causing embers to fly—like the hot sparks she felt every time he kissed her. The intensity in his face and the captivating pull of his masculinity drew her to him. Her insides melted into a simmering pool of desire.

      

       Maybe common sense and levelheaded thinking weren’t all they were cracked up to be…

      Dear Reader,

      

      Welcome to Silhouette Desire, where you can discover the answers to all your romantic questions. Such as…

      Q. What would you think if you discovered the man you love has a secret identity—as a movie star?

      A. That’s what happens to the heroine of August’s MAN OF THE MONTH, Don’t Fence Me In by award-winning writer Kathleen Korbel.

      Q. What would you do if you were pregnant, in labor and snowbound with a sexy—but panicked—stranger?

      A. Discover the answer in Father on the Brink, the conclusion to Elizabeth Bevarly’s FROM HERE TO PATERNITY series.

      Q. Suppose you had to have a marriage of convenience?

      A. Maybe you’d behave like the heroine in Barbara McMahon’s Bride of a Thousand Days.

      Q. How could you talk a man into fathering your child…no strings attached?

      A. Learn how in Susan Crosby’s Baby Fever!

      Q. Would you ever marry a stranger?

      A. You might, if he was the hero of Sara Orwig’s The Bride’s Choice.

      Q. What does it take to lasso a sexy cowboy?

      A. Find out in Shawna Delacorte’s Cowboy Dreaming

      Silhouette Desire…where all your questions are answered and your romantic dreams can come true.

      

      Until next month, happy reading!

      

      Senior Editor

      

      Please address questions and book requests to:

      Silhouette Reader Service

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      Cowboy Dreaming

      Shawna

      Delacorte

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

       SHAWNA DELACORTE

      has sought out new places and experiences after spending most of her life in Southern California. She passed the winter house-sitting in Kansas while her mother and stepfather traveled. Then it was on to the Pacific Northwest and her new home. Even though she now writes full-time, she continues to pursue her interests in photography while traveling to new places and revisiting favorite locations.

      Special thanks to my mother and stepfather for

      providing me with a calm oasis in the midst of a hectic year.

       One

      Melanie Winslow placed her foot on the top step leading to the porch. It creaked as she put her weight on it. After all these years it still creaks. Maybe it was the eerie stillness of the night that made the noise seem so much louder than she remembered. Trepidation welled inside her, almost overwhelming the task she had set for herself. She fought the urge to turn and run.

      It had been almost ten years since she last stepped foot on the porch of the house where she had lived for the first eighteen years of her life—almost ten years since the day of her mother’s funeral. She paused on the front porch and glanced back over her shoulder. The full moon shone brightly in the black sky, casting its silvery


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