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The Last Cowboy in Texas
book 7
Playing bodyguard to America’s sweetheart isn’t easy for Beckett. But falling for her sure is. Unfortunately, Starlet has a reputation for keeping a guy or two wrapped around her finger and Beckett refuses to be anybody’s backup. So now it’s up to Starlet to prove that she’s put her cowboy-crazy days behind her. Otherwise, she’ll be singing solo instead of living in harmony with the man who’s loved her even before her fame and fortune.
Excerpt:
She stood in the very center of the floor, the tiny dots of light from the disco ball dancing all around her. At first, he thought she was practicing some song for her next concert, but then a jazz singer’s voice came through the overhead speakers that sounded nothing like Starlet’s sweet country twang.
As the song continued, Starlet started to move. For the first time, Beckett noticed what she had on: A feathery dress that flared out on either side and reached to her knees. With the dress, she wore spiked heels that made her legs look a mile long as she swayed to the beat of the music. Even when she had weighed more than a bushel of apples, she’d been a good dancer. The night of her going away party, he had watched from the sidelines while one man after the other had swept her across the ballroom floor. Back then, he had been impressed. Now he was more then a little turned on. There was something about the way she moved that was as seductive as the jazz singer’s voice. Something about the way she held her eyes at half-mast as her arms came out to her sides—
Beckett’s eyes widened as the feathers of the dress parted for a split second then fluttered back into place. Suddenly, he realized that it wasn’t a dress she was wearing but two large feather fans. Two large fans that she proceeded to manipulate around her body in a swirl of white as she twirled and spun around the dance floor.
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