Paige Tyler didn’t want to be the preacher’s daughter anymore. She
wanted the freedom to live her own life, do what she wanted and find the man of
her dreams. What she didn’t expect to find was that man drunk off his ass and
needing her assistance to handle three guys wanting to beat him up in a bar
fight.Jacob Young’s life was a mess. Finding solace in a bottle of booze was the answer to his guilt-ridden conscious until an angel in leather pulls him up by his boot straps, brushes him off and convinces him life is worth living.
Do opposites really attract? Can a cowboy with a wounded heart be the answer to her prayers? It’s all in For the Love of a Cowboy.
This book is series is a fun quick read about a group of sexy brothers who happen to be cowboys. For the Love of a Cowboy is Book #3 in the Series by Sandy Sullivan.
Paige is a preacher's daughter just trying to go out and have a little fun out of the watchful eyes of her father. With a little white lie, she sets out to Bandara, TX instead of the nursing home her father thinks she has been going to. While there she meets Jacob, a drunk ready to fight, although he is not in any shape to even stand much less fight. So Paige decides to act as his Angel and steps in to save Jacob from a beating he most like deserved.
Paige finds a hotel to dump Jacob and heads back home, never expecting to see Jacob again. But a week later she finds herself face to face with a much different Jacob. A sober and apologetic man, wanting to repay the kindness that Paige gave him a week ago.
Paige and Jacob slowly become friends, leading up to an eventual relationship. But Jacob has demons that are fighting him along the way, as well as Paige's father, who is none to happy that his baby girl is dating a person like himself.
There are moments of laughter and some pulling on the heart strings with other. Overall a good quick read. Peaked my interest enough to read the rest of the books in the series and am looking forward to the other brother's stories. 3.5 stars
The music coming through the bar doors as they
swung open, had Paige Tyler tapping her boot clad feet to the beat as she
pulled her Harley to the curb. A knowing smile flirted at her lips when she
heard low whistles and cat calls from a group of men nearby. No doubt they were
liking how the soft leather bustier she wore pushed her breast up in an
enticing display. The matching pants that went with it, hugged her ass just
right and showed off how long her legs were. The whole outfit–she
knew–virtually gave the impression that she could give any man she wanted the
vision of a good time.
Her daddy would kill her if he saw her, but
what the hell. This is why she came to Bandera to do her barhopping. No one
here knew her, or her father in this small town bar that cater to the local
cowboys. She glanced up at the huge neon sign of a boot with a spur hanging off
its back.
Over the past few months, she’d become a
regular here at The Dusty Boot. The faded wood exterior reminded her of an old
western saloon with a hitching post and everything. They even had sawdust on
the floor.
Her father didn’t know where she went on her
little excursions. He thought she spent her evenings reading to the poor little
old ladies at the local nursing home, but she always took her car to the
storage building where she kept her bike and clothes. After she switched out,
she’d put on her helmet and hit the highway.
Another round of wolf whistles had her turning
her head in the direction of a pickup truck as she removed her helmet. Damn, if
she had one weakness it was a man in tight Wrangler’s and dusty boots. She blew
him a kiss.
“Oh, honey, come on. I’m sure you got more than
that.”
She cocked an eyebrow. “We’ll see, cowboy.”
With a toss of her brown curls, she waltzed through the double doors and
straight up to the bar. “Hold this back there for me, please.”
“You be careful, Paige,” Dan said, taking the
helmet. “We got a rowdy crowd tonight.”
“I’m always prepared.”
“I know, honey, but I don’t want to see you get
hurt.” He shook his finger at her, making her laugh. She loved the big, burly
guy even though she hadn’t known him long. He reminded her of an ex-marine with
his shaved head and multiple tattoos. “Stay outta trouble, you hear me?” He’d
taken it upon himself to treat her like a daughter he’d never had.
She blew him a kiss and a wink that probably
drove the man crazy, but he just smiled and shook his head with a mumble of
words she couldn’t hear.
Thanks to all her years of Tae-Kwon-Do, she’d
earned her black belt and knew how to take care of herself in any situation.
She didn’t use it for anything except defense, but sometimes it took a little
persuasion on her part when a man got randy on her.
A crowd of dancers twirled and whirled around
the dance floor in a flash of sequins and denim. She took a chair at the
opposite end of the bar from the door. It helped to keep everyone in sight in
case things got out of hand.
“What are ya drinkin’, Paige,” Peyton asked her
when she approached her end of the bar.
“Hey, Peyton. Coke, please.”
Peyton shook her head and laughed. “You’re the
only woman I know who comes to a bar dressed like that and drinks Coke.”
She smiled. She sure was an enigma to most,
pre-school teacher, preacher’s daughter who wore leather, rode a Harley, and
hung out in bars on the weekends. “I have to keep my wits about me. I just want
to be around the crowd and music. I don’t need the alcohol if I’m ridin’.”
The woman set the glass down in front of her.
Paige lifted it to her lips and took a slow sip from the straw as she turned around
to take in the scenery.
Sandy Sullivan is a
romance author, who, when not writing, spends her time with her husband Shaun
on their farm in middle Tennessee. She loves to ride her horses, play with
their dogs and relax on the porch, enjoying the rolling hills of her home south
of Nashville. County music is a passion of hers and she loves to listen to it
while she writes.She is an avid reader of romance novels and enjoys reading Nora Roberts, Jude Deveraux and Susan Wiggs. Finding new authors and delving into something different helps feed the need for literature. A registered nurse by education, she loves to help people and spread the enjoyment of romance to those around her with her novels. She loves cowboys so you'll find many of her novels have sexy men in tight jeans and cowboy boots.
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