CHANGE REIN
Author: Anne Jolin
Series: Willow Bay Stables #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance & Sports Equestrian Romance
~ SYNOPSIS ~
London Daniels is returning home to Willow Bay, Alberta, on the heels of a televised loss. She blew her shot at the Summer Olympics and cost Canada the gold medal in dressage.
During her years of training abroad, her family’s stable has fallen on hard times, and thus, they’ve accepted an offer to board the racehorses of Branson Tucker, the infamous tycoon, for the winter.
London lacks conviction after her ill-fated fall. And as if returning to her hometown to watch her epic failure replay on everyone’s big screen isn’t torture enough, she’s expected to cater to a man with an ego bigger than her hundred-acre farm just to earn a dime.
Is London saddling up for another ride that will leave both her heart and her ass in the dirt? Or could the handsome, unwanted guest at Willow Bay Stables be her second chance to go for gold?
~ PURCHASE ~
~ BOOK TRAILER ~
~ EXCERPT ~
After helping her up onto the tailgate, I
grab the wine and two glasses. When I join her in the bed of the truck, I pour
us each a cup and then lift my glass up to hers for a toast.
grab the wine and two glasses. When I join her in the bed of the truck, I pour
us each a cup and then lift my glass up to hers for a toast.
“Here’s to first dates.”
After clinking her cup with mine, she
takes a delicate sip, and the rumble in my chest comes unexpectedly as she
swallows the wine.
takes a delicate sip, and the rumble in my chest comes unexpectedly as she
swallows the wine.
As if on cue, the radio changes, and the
first twangs of Jackson Young’s “If It Ain’t Too Much To Ask” drift out across
the lake.
first twangs of Jackson Young’s “If It Ain’t Too Much To Ask” drift out across
the lake.
After we set our cups down on the edge of
the truck bed, her arms wrap around my neck. My palm splays over her lower back
as I tuck the sweetness of her body against mine.
the truck bed, her arms wrap around my neck. My palm splays over her lower back
as I tuck the sweetness of her body against mine.
“You makin’ it a habit of wooing me with
your dancin’ skills, cowboy?” She laughs, and the way it mixes with the song
has to be the most heavenly thing I’ve ever heard.
your dancin’ skills, cowboy?” She laughs, and the way it mixes with the song
has to be the most heavenly thing I’ve ever heard.
My cheek brushes hers as we dance closer.
“That depends.”
“That depends.”
“On?” Her breath whispers against my ear.
“If it’s working or not.”
She laughs again, and with God as my
witness, I’m a lucky bastard to be holding her right now. “It might be,” she
teases.
witness, I’m a lucky bastard to be holding her right now. “It might be,” she
teases.
Her body was made for mine. Pressed
together, we’re even more perfect. Strawberry wine dousing our inhibitions in
wild desire.
together, we’re even more perfect. Strawberry wine dousing our inhibitions in
wild desire.
The chorus to the song is coming up, and
knowing I don’t suck at least half as much as she does, I sing softly into her
ear, albeit still out of tune. She joins me, singing adorably off tune into my
ear. “I know it ain’t an easy life,
people can tell you that”—She hums along, folding her body closer around
mine—“but to ask for a little bit, just a
little bit back, If it ain’t too much to ask..”
knowing I don’t suck at least half as much as she does, I sing softly into her
ear, albeit still out of tune. She joins me, singing adorably off tune into my
ear. “I know it ain’t an easy life,
people can tell you that”—She hums along, folding her body closer around
mine—“but to ask for a little bit, just a
little bit back, If it ain’t too much to ask..”
“If
it ain’t too much to ask,” her voice sings adorably
off tune into my ear.
it ain’t too much to ask,” her voice sings adorably
off tune into my ear.
I chuckle, and she reaches down to elbow
me in the side before her eyes find mine once again.
me in the side before her eyes find mine once again.
“If
it ain’t too much to ask, cowboy…I could really go for that kiss right about
now.” She tries to sing along with the song,
but by adding her own words, she fails miserably.
it ain’t too much to ask, cowboy…I could really go for that kiss right about
now.” She tries to sing along with the song,
but by adding her own words, she fails miserably.
But it’s the thought that counts.
Do I hate that she felt she had to ask for
it? Bet your ass I do. Will it stop
me from giving her what she wants? Not a
chance in hell.
it? Bet your ass I do. Will it stop
me from giving her what she wants? Not a
chance in hell.
Tipping my invisible cowboy hat towards
her with one hand, I put the other in the hair at the base of her neck.
“Nothing you ask will ever be too much, London.” With that, I give in to the
greatest temptation I’ve ever had and every desire I’ve ever dreamed of.
her with one hand, I put the other in the hair at the base of her neck.
“Nothing you ask will ever be too much, London.” With that, I give in to the
greatest temptation I’ve ever had and every desire I’ve ever dreamed of.
It’s only with unique restraint that I’m
able to keep my lips from fully crashing down onto hers. Instead, I take her
softly, certain I’ve died and gone to heaven at the first taste of her. When
she whimpers, the greed in me takes the opportunity to slip my tongue into her
mouth, claiming all she’ll give me. Her hands pull at the base of my neck,
desperate to have me closer as the heat in our kiss grows deeper as the song
comes to a close.
able to keep my lips from fully crashing down onto hers. Instead, I take her
softly, certain I’ve died and gone to heaven at the first taste of her. When
she whimpers, the greed in me takes the opportunity to slip my tongue into her
mouth, claiming all she’ll give me. Her hands pull at the base of my neck,
desperate to have me closer as the heat in our kiss grows deeper as the song
comes to a close.
After breaking apart, I rest my forehead
on hers, running my thumb across her bottom lip. Then I sing the very last
line, holding her close.
on hers, running my thumb across her bottom lip. Then I sing the very last
line, holding her close.
I kissed the prettiest girl I’ve every
laid eyes on while dancing on the tailgate of my truck in the middle of
nowhere, and it was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
laid eyes on while dancing on the tailgate of my truck in the middle of
nowhere, and it was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
Guaranteed.
~ PLAYLIST ~
If It Ain’t Too Much To Ask – Jackson Young
Tennessee Whiskey – Chris Stapleton
My Heart Skips a Beat – Dwight Yoakam
Angels Fall Sometimes – Josh Turner
Love on Me – Brent Cobb
Ride (feat. Macy Maloy) – Chase Rice
Cowboys and Angels – Dustin Lynch
A Soft Place to Fall – Allison Moorer
Sober Me Up – Frankie Ballard
How ‘Bout Them Cowgirls – George Straight
Real Good Man – Tim McGraw
Why God Made Love Songs – Joel Crouse
On to Something Good – Ashley Monroe
Kiss by Kiss – Brett Young
Smoke – A Thousand Horses
Georgia Rain – Trisha Yearwood
Cowgirl – Tyler Farr
Shut Me Up – Old Dominion
Little Bitty Dreams – Will Hoge
She’s Got This Thing About Her – Chris Young
Forever and Ever, Amen – Randy Travis
~ TEASERS ~
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