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Ranching is his whole life...
until he meets one special city girl
Texas Cowboy Brock McBride knows better than to fall for a city girl. She’ll leave and break his heart—just like his ex-fiancée did. But his job at Chasing Eden Dude Ranch requires working alongside Dallas wedding planner Devree Malone. And despite fierce resistance, he’s falling hard. Yet with Devree’s business back in the city, can he convince her she’s found her home...with him?
SHANNON TAYLOR VANNATTER is a stay-at-home mom/pastor’s wife/award-winning author. She lives in a rural central Arkansas community with a population of around one hundred, if you count a few cows. Contact her at shannonvannatter.com.
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Counting on the Cowboy
Shannon Taylor Vannatter
ISBN: 978-1-474-08247-1
COUNTING ON THE COWBOY
© 2018 Shannon Taylor Vannatter
Published in Great Britain 2018
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“Sorry, I didn’t know you were out here.”
“I didn’t mean to be.”
“I love sitting on the porch swing at night.”
He scooted to the end, patted the slats beside him. “Feel free.”
She hesitated a moment, but headed his way in the end.
“I don’t know why I like it out here.” She shuddered. “There’re probably snakes lurking. Or bats. Or bears, for that matter. But I love the night sounds. You don’t get that in the city.”
“I imagine not.”
“And the stars are so bright here. So many of them.”
He scanned the horizon, ashamed he often took the stars for granted. “So why do you stay there?”
“It’s where I belong. It’s nice to visit the country but I could never live here. I’d be bored to tears.”
With all his worries over his friends and her reminder that she was a city girl through and through, why did he feel so pulled toward Devree? Despite the warm night, a chill settled in deep. He had absolutely nothing in common with her. He better tread carefully.
I once considered myself a city girl. When my parents moved me from a suburb of Atlanta to rural Arkansas, I thought my life was over. Until I met a transplanted Texan who made me realize country life wasn’t so bad. Thirty-eight years later, I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.
I put a lot of me in Devree. She doesn’t like to get dirty, has no appreciation for most farm animals and isn’t the outdoorsy type. But the quiet, simple life slowly grows on her.
Polar opposites from two different worlds always fascinate me. Enter Brock with his broken heart thanks to a city girl—he’s determined to avoid falling for Devree from the beginning.
But slowly, they see past their initial assumptions about each other and begin to realize they have more in common than they ever would have thought. Until finally their defenses slip away, as God mends their hearts.
This book wraps up my Texas Cowboys series. That always makes me sad as I’ll miss living and breathing their stories. I hope you love each couple as much as I do.
Blessings,
Shannon Taylor Vannatter
And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God
for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you.
—Ephesians 4:32
To my parents.
I hate getting dirty, refuse to grow a vegetable
garden and will never own farm animals, but
I’m thankful y’all made a country girl out of me.
Even though Logan says I’m too city.
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