If the Boot Fits
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By Rebekah Weatherspoon
If the Boot Fits
A Cowboy to Remember
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If the BOOT FITS
REBEKAH WEATHERSPOON
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Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Amanda McQueen opened her eyes and immediately closed them again.
The night before must have been a dream. There was no way her friend and rising A-list actress Helene Sawyer had scored her an invite to the Vanity Fair Oscar party. There’s no way she’d let her tag along to Kata and Rina’s A-list after-party. There was absolutely no freaking way she’d run into Samuel Pleasant at both events, and surely you’d be joking if you told her that sometime in the night she and Sam had completely hit it off. And that somehow he’d asked her back to his hotel room. She’d call you a bold-faced liar—to your face—if you even hinted at the idea that Amanda and Sam had slept together and that the sex had been top tier, mind-blowing even.
No. There was no way any of that had happened.
But then how did Amanda explain to herself how she’d woken up, still very naked and aroused, tangled in high-thread-count hotel sheets with now Oscar-winning actor Sam Pleasant? If she wasn’t afraid of making any sudden movements she’d pinch herself. His arm was still draped over her, his fingers resting on her breast. Slowly she turned her head and looked over at him, the dim light coming from the small part in the blackout curtains making it just bright enough to see. Sam was still very much asleep, snoring softly, his dark brown cheek pressed against the white pillow.