Now that we have the holidays out of the way I’m proud and happy to share that our sixth anthology, BE MY TEXAS VALENTINE, with Phyliss Miranda, Jodi Thomas, DeWanna Pace, and myself hits bookstores this week. Already we’ve gotten some great reviews.
My story is called CUPID’S ARROW. Rue Ann Spencer, the daughter of a high-powered Texas senator, has come home from a ladies finishing school. She’s busy planning her wedding to Theodore Greeley, her father’s hand-picked groom for her. The last person she wants to run into is rancher Logan Cutter. But as the fickle hand of fate would have it, that’s exactly who she plows into as she’s leaving the dressmaker’s shop.
Logan Spencer never knew why Rue Ann suddenly up and left town. One minute they’re planning their life together and the next he’s left high and dry with no explanation. He thought he had her out of his system….until he finds her unexpectedly in his arms. Looking into her beautiful green eyes he knows he’ll never be content with anyone else, not even if he lives to be a hundred.
Two matchmaking spinster sisters, a stray dog that’s looking for someone to love, and a sudden storm that traps Rue Ann and Logan gives Cupid a little extra help and gets everyone sorted out and with the ones they’re supposed to be with.
I hope all four of these stories reminds you how special Valentine’s Day is when you’re with the one you love.
Now here’s a short excerpt:
Rue Ann Spencer stepped from Mrs. Fitzhugh’s Dress Shop where she was being fitted for her wedding gown into the blinding afternoon sunlight.
She quickly raised her hand to shield her eyes but it wasn’t soon enough to keep her from plowing into the solid wall of a man’s body.
His quick grasp kept her on her feet.
“Pardon me. I didn’t see….” She stared up into the liquid brown eyes of none other than Logan Cutter. Her words trailed as she suddenly lost the ability to form coherent thought. Her blood chilled. Why did she have to run into the one person who still had the ability to drive a knife straight into her heart?
That’s why she’d stayed far away from Texas and Shiloh for three years. She’d never forgive him for what he’d done.
“I heard you were back in town, Rue Ann.” Logan’s deep growl indicated he wasn’t thrilled with the encounter either. “And I also hear congratulations are in order on your upcoming nuptials.”
“Thank you, Mr. Cutter,” she replied stiffly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a million things to do to prepare for my wedding. Valentine’s Day will be here-”
“In exactly two weeks and five days,” he finished for her.
Shocked that he knew to the day how long before she’d become someone else’s wife, she gathered her shredded composure and turned in the direction of Whipple’s Dry Goods. Refusing to give Cutter the satisfaction of knowing how deeply he’d affected her, she moved on, keeping her gaze glued to the sidewalk, never once glancing back.
Trembling, Rue Ann opened the door of the dry goods store and hurried inside. Thankfully, Mr. Whipple had his hands full with the spinster Barlow sisters.
Rue Ann headed for a dark corner and, there sagging against a shelf of men’s hats, she blinked back sudden tears and gave herself a stern talking to.
She would not shed one more tear on that man. Logan Cutter wasn’t worth it.
This is going to be our last anthology for a while. We’ve decided to work on our own individual projects.
Do you have a favorite Valentine memory you’d like to share? I’m giving away a copy of the book to two people who leave a comment.