Chelsea McDaniel’s somebody was Rick Forrester. One of Lucky Valley’s sexy ranchers; if not the sexiest man that walked down main street. Ever since she realized the difference between boys and girls she wanted Rick. However, word around town was that Rick had desires that were just as dark as they were passionate. But that didn’t scare Chelsea and she was back in town and ready for him to see her as more than just the little girl he used to swim with in the lake after school. Well, times have changed.
After her best friend aids her in connecting with the 1 Night Stand service, the wheels are set in motion for Chelsea to have her man. Even if she had to saddle up with two of them. Everything rides on her belief that if she can get Rick between the sheets for just one night, he’d see her for the woman she has become: somebody that’s his. However, when she finds herself caught up in her own masquerade, she may lose him for good.
“An invitation of sorts.” Rick scanned the thick vanilla parchment with raised gold script—fancy.
“For what?” Stem folded his thick arms over his barrel chest.
They were both tall, but Stem was wide as a bear which served him well on his bull ranch.
“A one-night stand at the Castillo Hotel in Austin.”
Stem let out a high-pitched whistle. “That’s over an hour and a half drive east into the city. Someone wants to keep a night with you a secret from the good people of Lucky Valley, it seems.”
He agreed. His land in Lucky Valley County wasn’t hidden knowledge. He’d taken over the place when his parents retired and moved closer to town. If someone wanted him, they could have come to him. However, there was only one person in town he could see going through such an expensive endeavor. Someone from Lucky Valley, but not quite of Lucky Valley.
“I have a pretty good idea who it’s from.”
Rick read, “Someone you know desires a one-night stand with you at the luxurious Castillo Hotel in Austin. For this one night the individual, who prefers to remain anonymous, has ordered everything set up to your taste.” Pausing, he stared at his friend.
“What in the hell? Who do you think it is?”
“Chelsea McDaniels, Chelsea? The vet’s girl?”
Laughing, at his friend’s stunned expression, Rick said, “The one and only.”