Mustang Man
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Acclaimed horse trainer Miguel Perez is used to the unexpected from his work with wild mustangs. But nothing prepares him for the bolt of desire he feels when he meets Dawn Glass, and he’s eager to work his sexual healing on her in every posssible way.”
Coffee Time Romance Review: “–this book was exciting from beginning to end. Ms.Harper, Ms. MacNeal and Ms. Devlin incorporate sex, romance and love into tales which will captivate the reader. Whether you are a fan of the Wild West, romances or cowboys, you will not be disappointed.”
Excerpt
A feel for horses, as the other man called it, came as naturally to Miguel as breathing. It was human beings he wasn’t sure he’d ever figure out, not that it mattered. “I’m interested in the black stallion, the one with the white blaze.”
Dawn and Brod exchanged a look. “Are you sure?” she asked. Once more her gaze leveled on him, and her eyes darkened, letting him know she was trying to dig beneath his surface. “This herd’s been here nearly a month, long enough for them to get used to hay and for us to study them and insure their health. He’s the resident stud, probably sire to the majority of foals.”
“That’s what I figured.”
She didn’t understand his decision, or more likely, she didn’t understand him. But she wanted to. Otherwise, she would have dropped her gaze, right? Wouldn’t have sent a sensual zing his direction.
Dawn Glass wasn’t a beautiful woman, not in the way of the creatures who wound up on magazine covers. Her hands, although small like the rest of her, sported a number of tiny scrapes and scars. They were strong looking in keeping with her muscled forearms and what he could see of her thighs and calves. He didn’t think she was wearing makeup and was close enough that he’d be able to smell her perfume if she was wearing any.
A woman who didn’t think of herself as one, or so deeply female that the exterior package didn’t matter? There’d been a zing, right? It hadn’t all been his imagination, or had it?