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Read an Excerpt Casey Westmoreland entered the barn and paused, mesmerized by the sound of the warm, seductive masculine voice speaking gently to the huge black stallion being given a brush down.
She was mesmerized even more by the man himself. McKinnon Quinn. In her opinion, he was as gorgeous as any one male had a right to be. Tall and ruggedly built with thick wavy black hair that fell to his shoulder blades, his blue shirt swathed a massive chest, and the well-worn jeans that covered a well-structured butt almost took her breath away when he leaned over to replace the brush with a comb.
They were ingrained deep in her brain. She took a trembling breath and felt the warmth of a blush stain her cheeks just thinking about those lips and her secret fantasy of having her way with them. Another thing she knew about McKinnon Quinn was, that at thirty-four, he was considered by many"especially now that his best friend and her cousin, Durango Westmoreland, had recently gotten married"to be the most eligible bachelor in Bozeman, Montana and its surrounding areas.
It was her opinion from their first meeting a little over two years ago that there was a quiet and innately controlled nature about him. Although he shared a rather close relationship with her cousins, there was still something about him that gave the impression that not too many others got close to him.
He picked those he wanted to be associated with and any others he kept at a distance. Whenever she was around him she always felt he was watching her, and she could always feel his gaze on her like it was some sort of a physical caress. It was only then that he turned around and she forced herself to continue breathing"especially when a surprised glint shone in the dark eyes that connected with hers. Durango mentioned you were here visiting your dad," he said in a voice as intense as the eyes looking at her.
Your dad. That term in itself was something Casey was still getting used to since discovering she had a father who was very much alive after being told he had died before she was born. She watched as he hooked his thumbs in the pockets of his jeans"a stance that immediately placed emphasis to his entire muscular physique. Surprise once again lit his eyes. McKinnon nodded and she noted that the eyes studying her were more intense than before. In fact, to her way of thinking, it was a deeper connection than the one she herself shared with Corey if for no other reason than because McKinnon had known her father a lot longer than she had.
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