HE'D TEACH HER TO BE A LADY More at home in spurs than petticoats, rancher's daughter Dallas Cameron can ride herd as well as any man. It's catching that man that has her all tied up in knots. Ever since her daddy gave her an ultimatum, "rope a husband and hobble him to the altar in time for spring round-up," she's been as jumpy as a wild maverick. That's why she turns to her trusted friend, ranch foreman Nick Langston. Surely with his reputation as a lady killer, Nick can show her how to rein in one marriageable male...
SHE'D MAKE HIM FEEL LIKE A MAN Nick might have shown Dallas how to shoot, rope and ride, but teaching the tawny-haired beauty the delicate art of seduction is as foolhardy as trying to stop a stampede...and twice as dangerous, especially when she dons a tight, frilly dress. But after one sweet Texas kiss from his irresistible student, Nick will risk anything--even a bullet between the eyes--to have the delectable Dallas all to himself.
She lives on the southeast coast of New England in a big house built in 1865—haunted, of course (this is New England, aren't they're ALL haunted?—and only a five minute walk from the ocean, with a husband she loves almost as much as he loves football, fishing & firearms.
Roaming the internet is only one of her obsessions.
Historical western romances have always been such a guilty pleasure of mine and I was well overdue for one.
This 448 page, angsty, forbidden, age gap romance was DEVOURED in an evening. I enjoyed the read, although the angst had me tense the entire time, I do not think I would’ve liked this as much had I read it during any other mood. The characters were too ‘I can’t be with you’ ‘I have to be with you’ ‘I can’t be with you’ and so on.
The spice was so well written it made just kissing read like the characters were doing so much more. I can’t describe it, I was just surprised at the reaction a make out scene received.
Unfortunately, with historical westerns written in the 90s, this book does contain gender essentialism and the use of one particular racist phrase twice.
Fortunately, there is clear consent before all sexual activity which does not ring true for all Rebecca Sinclair books.
TW: Suicide ideation, accident, injury and everything stated above.