And Cowboy Makes Three. Deb Kastner

      

      She fled their wedding years ago

      Now she’s back…with a baby!

      Coming home with a baby and no wedding ring was just what everyone in Cowboy Country expected from bad girl Angelica Carmichael. But she’ll brave their scorn to fulfill Granny Frances’s dying wishes, even if it means ranching with Rowdy Masterson…her jilted ex-groom. Rowdy’s still bitter but this new, softer Angelica—paired with a precious baby—might be too loveable to resist!

      A Publishers Weekly bestselling and award-winning author with over 1.5 million books in print, DEB KASTNER writes stories of faith, family and community in a small-town Western setting. She lives in Colorado with her husband and a pack of miscreant mutts, and is blessed with three daughters and two grandchildren. She enjoys spoiling her grandkids, movies, music (The Texas Tenors!), singing in the church choir and exploring Colorado on horseback.

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      And Cowboy Makes Three

      Deb Kastner

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      ISBN: 978-1-474-08428-4

      AND COWBOY MAKES THREE

      © 2018 Debra Kastner

      Published in Great Britain 2018

      by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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      She looked beautiful. That much hadn’t changed.

      But it was the only thing that hadn’t changed.

      “How’s Toby doing?” she asked as she popped the top on a can of Rowdy’s favorite soda.

      “Sleeping again. He’s really cute. Still sucking his fist, even when he’s napping.”

      Angelica handed Rowdy the soda and took Toby into her arms, landing a soft kiss on her baby’s cheek before gently placing him in his car seat so she and Rowdy would have their hands free to eat.

      “Still your favorite?” she asked, gesturing toward his soda can.

      He lifted the can in salute. “I’m surprised you remembered.”

      Another flash of pain crossed her gaze.

      “I remember a lot, if truth be told.”

      So did he.

      And he really, really wished he didn’t. Because with every unexpected glimpse into their past, every unanticipated memory, it became harder and harder to catch a breath.

      He hadn’t been ready to see her again.

      And he wasn’t sure he ever would be.

      But I trusted in thee, O Lord:

      I said, Thou art my God.

      My times are in thy hand.

      —Psalms 31:14–15

      Dear Reader,

      What fun it is to head back into Serendipity, Texas, and auction off yet another bachelor for the town’s First Annual Bachelors and Baskets Auction benefiting the senior center.

      I took a bit of a detour with this book. Serendipity is a cattle town and, generally, cattle ranchers and sheep farmers don’t mix. But after I read an article about raising sheep, complete with adorable pictures of newborn lambs, I decided Rowdy’s and Angelica’s families would be exceptions to that rule.

      They say art often imitates life. In this case, Angelica’s bird phobia? Yeah, that would be me. Dive-bombing hummingbirds rank right up there as one of my worst nightmares.

      I’m always delighted to hear from you, dear readers, and I love to connect socially. You can find my website at www.debkastnerbooks.com, where I hope you’ll join my mailing list to learn of new projects and special offers. Come join me on Facebook at www.Facebook.com/debkastnerbooks, and you can catch me on Twitter @DebKastner.

      Please know that I pray for each and every one of you daily.

      Love courageously,

       Deb Kastner

      To my dear friend Lisa Palmer. We’ve kept each other sane through the years and I am blessed to call you my friend. You are one of the strongest people I know. Keep fighting the good fight!

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