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His lady-killer smile challenged her to come and get him. . . .
Max Ridell never started a fight he didn't finish, but when Grace O'Malley arrested him for defending himself against the town bully, he knew his visit to Hell, Texas, was sure to be interesting!
Intrigued by the blue-eyed stranger with the bad-boy looks, Grace couldn't resist checking him out . . . and keeping him under surveillance. Could this rogue of a Texas Ranger lasso a lady whose angel's kiss would charm the devil himself?
As hot as a brushfire on a Texas summer night, Eve Gaddy's wild and witty story thrusts an undercover lawman into the arms of a tenderhearted sheriff--and the showdown is not to be missed! He'd never planned on falling for a take-charge woman whose sexy grin tempted him to share his dreams, but could he make her believe her lips were a sweet taste of heaven?
Max Ridell never started a fight he didn't finish, but when Grace O'Malley arrested him for defending himself against the town bully, he knew his visit to Hell, Texas, was sure to be interesting!
Intrigued by the blue-eyed stranger with the bad-boy looks, Grace couldn't resist checking him out . . . and keeping him under surveillance. Could this rogue of a Texas Ranger lasso a lady whose angel's kiss would charm the devil himself?
As hot as a brushfire on a Texas summer night, Eve Gaddy's wild and witty story thrusts an undercover lawman into the arms of a tenderhearted sheriff--and the showdown is not to be missed! He'd never planned on falling for a take-charge woman whose sexy grin tempted him to share his dreams, but could he make her believe her lips were a sweet taste of heaven?
Ingram
Eve Grady brings her down-home charm to this lively tale of a devilishly goodlooking inmate who steals a lady sheriff's heart. They never knew they'd findheaven in Hell, Texas! .
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"Sometimes," Gracie said, "I just want to forget about the things I have to do, the things I see, but...I can't."
Max wanted to make her feel better. Wanted to offer comfort, sympathy, but he didn't know how. Forgetting, though--he was good at that. His gaze dropped to her mouth, to her tempting lips, trembling in invitation. "If forgetting is what you're after," he said, lowering his voice, "I think I can help you out."
Her gaze widened, linked with his. A pulse beat at the hollow of her throat where her khaki shirt was unbuttoned. "How?" It came out a whisper.
Smiling, he watched her moisten her lips as her breath came faster. He cupped her chin, slid his hand down the smooth skin of her neck and up again. A kiss or two, nothing more, he thought. He tilted her head back and bent his own to taste her. Sweet. Salty. Sexy. His tongue traced the seam of her lips until they parted. She accepted his tongue, drawing it in and meeting it with darting thrusts of her own.
Indulging them both, he put his arms around her, pulled her closer, and took the kiss another level deeper.
Max wanted to make her feel better. Wanted to offer comfort, sympathy, but he didn't know how. Forgetting, though--he was good at that. His gaze dropped to her mouth, to her tempting lips, trembling in invitation. "If forgetting is what you're after," he said, lowering his voice, "I think I can help you out."
Her gaze widened, linked with his. A pulse beat at the hollow of her throat where her khaki shirt was unbuttoned. "How?" It came out a whisper.
Smiling, he watched her moisten her lips as her breath came faster. He cupped her chin, slid his hand down the smooth skin of her neck and up again. A kiss or two, nothing more, he thought. He tilted her head back and bent his own to taste her. Sweet. Salty. Sexy. His tongue traced the seam of her lips until they parted. She accepted his tongue, drawing it in and meeting it with darting thrusts of her own.
Indulging them both, he put his arms around her, pulled her closer, and took the kiss another level deeper.
