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Chapters (35)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Letter from Carolyn Brown
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Epilogue
  30. Discover More
  31. Don’t missLucas Ryan’s story, coming in late 2022.
  32. About the Author
  33. High Praise for Carolyn Brown
  34. Also by Carolyn Brown
  35. Enjoy the best of the Westwith these handsome, rugged cowboys!

“I’m going to be busy getting settled back into my own place tomorrow night,” she told him, “but if you want to come over and have pizza and a movie night with me, then we could call that a date.”

“Will I get a good night kiss?” he teased.

“I don’t usually give those out on first dates,” she answered.

“How many second dates have you been on?” he asked.

She cocked her head to one side. “Not sure that’s any of your business, Doctor.”

There was no getting ahead of this woman. “Ha! Fair enough,” he answered. “But you can at least tell me if there was ever anyone serious, right?”

“There were a couple.” She shrugged. “They were good guys—respectful and kind—but I backed away when they wanted a serious commitment.”

“Same for me,” Cody said. He had never discussed his past love life with anyone, but he found it a little liberating to talk about it, even in generalities.

“What was your fear of committing?” he asked. “Was it your father? Was he the perfect man in your mind?”

Stevie shook her head. “I don’t have daddy issues, and I’ve known for years that my dad was far from perfect. He was a quiet man of few words, who loved reading and big band music. He left most of the business of raising me up to my mother, but I loved him and accepted things the way they were. I didn’t hate him, and when he died suddenly at the end of my junior year in high school, I missed him something fierce,” she answered.

“Then who was the perfect man in your life?” Cody asked.

“You, Cody Ryan”—Stevie locked gazes with him—“were the cowboy I’d built up in my mind to be perfect, even after you broke up with me. But believe me, I’ve found out that you do not belong on the pedestal I had you on, and for that, I’m very grateful for these past few days.”

Cody finally blinked and looked away. “I’ve never been perfect, Stevie—far from it. I’m sorry that your idea of me has ruined what might have brought you happiness.”

“I’m not.” She shrugged. “Mama always said that God protects drunks and fools. Maybe I was a fool to have such an idea, but then again maybe having it kept me from making a huge mistake in my life.”

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen