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Her
Secret Ranger
The
Men of At Ease Ranch #2

By: Donna Michaels

Releasing
March 6, 2017
Entangled Lovestruck

Blurb
Kissing the sexy soldier was a dare
she couldn’t resist…

By-the-book
event planner Beth Brannigan’s best friend dared her to kiss a cowboy. She
should have said no. Instead, she said please…again and again. If
her brother finds out she’s dating—okay, kissing—okay, sleeping with—one
of his military buddies, he’ll kill her. Assuming he doesn’t kill his friend
first.

Former
Army Ranger Brick Mitchum isn’t a relationship kind of guy. But then he meets
Beth and starts to wonder if maybe it’s time he settled down. She’s mysterious.
Unpredictable. Curvy in every way he needs… And hiding something. He’s just got
to figure out what

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34105363-her-secret-ranger

Goodreads Series Link https://www.goodreads.com/series/193625-the-men-of-at-ease-ranch



Author Info

Donna
Michaels is an award winning, New York Times & USA Today bestselling author
of Romaginative fiction. Her hot, humorous, and heartwarming stories include
cowboys, men in uniform, and some sexy, primal alphas. With a husband in the
military fulltime, and a household of nine, she never runs out of material to
write, and has rightfully earned the nickname Lucy…and sometimes Ethel. From
short to epic, her books entertain readers across a variety of sub-genres, and
one has even being hand drawn into a Japanese translation. Now, if only she
could read it.

Author
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Excerpt

“I
know what we should do. Let’s play truth or dare.”

Crud.

Beth
drew back and adamantly shook her head. “Let’s not.”

“Come
on. We could both use something to lighten things up. So, let’s see…” Her
friend’s gaze narrowed as she tapped a finger on her chin. “I can’t help but
feel there’s something you’re not telling me about the Roadhouse. The fact you
knew about the line dancing has my Spidey sense tingling. So…truth: Did you
meet someone there the last time you were in town?”

Damn.
She’d forgotten about her friend’s astute superpower. “What are you talking
about?”

Rachel’s
amused, albeit determined, blue gaze bore deep. “Either tell me the truth about
that weekend or take a dare.”

Double
damn.

Beth
didn’t do dares. Ever. She’d always taken the “truth” option of the game during
their adolescence. She couldn’t risk reprimands or hospital bills back then.
Not much had changed. But she wasn’t about to reveal her sexy cowboy weekend,
either. With a lift of her chin, she held Rachel’s gaze. “Dare.”

The
bugger’s grin grew wicked as satisfaction gleamed in her eyes. “I dare you to
kiss the next cowboy who walks through the gate.”

Beth
gasped. “I can’t do that! What if he’s married?” She jumped to her feet and
headed to a nearby trash can to toss her garbage. “Not happening.”

Rachel
followed and shrugged. “You have to. You chose dare. But, I’ll amend it to: you
have to kiss the next single cowboy who walks through the gate. We’ll watch for wedding rings.
And just because you’re not looking doesn’t mean you can ignore the da…amn.”
Her friend blinked. “Wow, Beth. I almost wish you’d given me the dare. Turn around
and check out your ‘single’ cowboy.”

Without
giving her the chance to protest, Rachel grasped Beth’s shoulders and
physically turned her to face the gate and one hell of a sexy cowboy. Well over
six foot of solid muscle that rippled under a black T-shirt and a pair of jeans
hugging lean hips and thighs, the guy oozed hotness she felt with an invisible
wave of heat.

Her
throat went dry. It was…him. The cowboy from two weeks ago. Seriously? What were the chances
he’d walk back into her life at that exact moment? “Uh…”

“I
know, right? And there’s not a wedding ring in sight. Now go over there and
kiss him.” Her snickering friend pushed her after the hunk striding toward the
livestock section of the fair. “Go on before he gets away. Or is that what you
wanted?”

She
gulped. Pulled herself together. The knowing tone in her friend’s voice
revealed she expected Beth to chicken out.

Wrong.

Any
other time, yes, she’d lose the dare. It was childish and irresponsible, and
she didn’t have time for foolish games. But she did have time to help her
friend de-stress. Her friend who was also her client. It was Beth’s duty to put
her client at ease. So, technically, it was her duty to kiss the sexy cowboy
whose body she knew as well as her own.

That
was her story and she was sticking to it.

“Fine.
I’ll do it.”

Rachel
squealed and clapped her hands.

Grasping
bravado with two fists, Beth set her shoulders, lifted her chin, and marched
after the hot guy striding away from her down the fairway. So what if she’d
decided he was part of her past? The opportunity was too good to pass up.
Things like this never happened to her.

Zigzagging
around fairgoers, she avoided running into two children wearing a blue coating
of cotton candy, and closed in on her prey. Her confidence rose with each step.
Not only had she received her first ever dare, she was actually in the position
to have the upper hand on the challenge.

A
flicker of guilt and a touch of anxiety mixed with excitement. She pushed them
both aside and smiled when the cowboy suddenly stiffened and came to a halt. It
was as if he could feel her presence as sure as she could feel his. Not wanting
Rachel to see the guy’s expression, Beth didn’t give him a chance to turn
around. She slid in front of him, her anxiety fading at the pleasure curving
his mouth into a sexy grin, dimpling his cheeks.

“Hello,
Brick,” she said.

Then
she cupped his deliciously scruffed jaw, pulled his face down, and kissed the
ever loving heck out of him.