Today we are an excerpt from WILD FOR YOU by Daisy Prescott. This is the third book in the Love With Altitude standalone series. You can read the book for FREE on KindleUnlimited!
WILD FOR YOU by Daisy Prescott
(A Love With Altitude Novel, #3)
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Cowboy fantasies. Oh boy, do I have them. I blame the shiny belt buckles and those chaps. Mother of pearl buttons, those chaps.
After getting dumped by my Not Future Husband, I’ve decided to spend the summer in Aspen exploring new adventures. First on the list is rugged, sexy rodeo champion Justin Garrison, who seems happy to accept the challenge.
What if I fall in love with the real man behind the fantasy?
Being the charming cowboy is an easy role to play. Whenever I’m on the back of a horse or riding a bull, everything’s simple, uncomplicated. Running my family’s ranch and trying to keep the past buried are a lot harder.
When my path crosses with a beautiful brunette at a rodeo, I’m not looking for more complications. Feisty Zoe Saragossa’s not a typical buckle bunny and I’m definitely not her type.
Can a city girl fall for a real cowboy?
Wild for You is a standalone, slow burn cowboy romance. It’s part of the Love with Altitude series of standalone romantic comedies set in Aspen, high in the Rocky Mountains.
I turn to Zoe and take her hand, lifting it to my lips.
Her eyes widen when I press a kiss to her skin.
“Thanks for coming out tonight,” I drawl, soft enough only she can hear me.
Her lips part and she blinks slowly at me. I smile at the effect I have on her.
Good, because she’s all I can think of right now.
“Save a dance for me,” the bolder of the two men tells Zoe. “I’ll be happy to show you how to two-step.”
“I think I have it covered.” I cast a dirty look over my shoulder.
When the two young bucks blanch at my scowl, I struggle to keep from laughing. Best part about having a reputation as a cranky bastard, people don’t want to get on my bad side.
Positioning my body between the guys and Zoe, I ask, “Hungry? Let’s find a seat.”
We grab a table in the corner. Out of habit I sit with my back against the wall to watch the room and avoid anyone sneaking up on me.
A four piece band takes the tiny stage and introduces themselves. The group of older men with silver in their beards warms up and does a quick sound check. The music is loud enough to prevent conversation. A few couples dance to the classic country songs.
Not that I could talk much as I inhale a bison burger like it’s my first meal in a month. Zoe and Mae pick at a bowl of chips and guacamole while drinking margaritas. I’m the beast among beauties.
One of the guys from earlier stalks over to our table. He’s either stupid or lost a bet.
“I’m here to see if you’re ready to dance.” Luckily for him, he directs his question at Mae.
She smiles at him and then gives Zoe a questioning glance.
“Go ahead.” Zoe encourages her with a smile. “You get your two-step on.”
I stare at her while the cowboy leads her friend to the dance floor. “Not a fan of country music?”
“Not really. And I don’t know the dances.”
A few couples clearly have the steps down as they glide around the dance floor.
Several cowboys in the bar keep glancing over here. I’m not sure if they’re shocked to see me with a woman or if they’re checking out Zoe. Neither option sits well with me. To squash their interest in her, I’m going to need to make a statement. And that’s going to push me out of my comfort zone.
“That shouldn’t stop you.” Resolved, I wipe my hands on my napkin and stand. “Come on, I’ll show you.”
“You’re asking me to dance?” She stares at my outstretched fingers.
I wiggle them. “I’ve been told I’m good, so I can promise I won’t step on your toes.”
She studies my face, her eyes searching for something. Sincerity? Joking?
“I’m serious. Don’t women like men who can dance? Or is that something my grandmother told me to get me to take lessons?” Cocking my head, I give her a half smile.
“Now I’m curious.” She slips her hand into mine, and I pull her up.
Holding her hand, I guide us through the tables to the edge of the dance floor. I haven’t danced in a long time.
Let’s hope I can remember the steps and not make a fool of myself.
PREVIOUS BOOKS IN THE SERIES
NEXT TO YOU (A Love With Altitude Novel, #1)
USA Today Bestselling Author Daisy Prescott writes romantic comedies with heart.
Her Modern Love Stories feature characters in their thirties and forties finding and rediscovering love in unexpected and humorous ways. Her Wingmen books star regular guys who often have beards, drive trucks, and love deeply once they fall. Look for her new Rom Com series, Love with Altitude, in 2017.
Born and raised in San Diego, Daisy currently lives in a real life Stars Hollow in the Boston suburbs with her husband, their rescue dog, and an indeterminate number of imaginary house goats. When not writing about herself in the third person, Daisy can be found traveling, gardening, baking, or lost in a good book.
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