Lady X's Cowboy

East End Meets Wild West

To Lady Olivia Xavier, the cowboy who came to her rescue out of the foggy London dusk could have stepped straight from one of her favorite dime novels. But when she was thrown into his arms, his solid chest and strong embrace assured her he was very real indeed. She needed a helping hand to save her late husband's brewery from an ambitious rival, and even though she couldn't understand half of the American's curious expressions, something in his gentle touch told Olivia she could trust this stranger from the untamed West.

As a Colorado cowpuncher, Will Coffin had never before encountered a genuine lady. Especially one trying to stave off three hoodlums with only a reticule. He'd been through some mighty sticky situations back in the U.S., but nothing had hog-tied him as effectively as Olivia's big violet eyes, beseeching him for help. He'd come to England to find his family -- certainly not for high-falutin' tea parties or any other so-called society trappings. But he was being trapped, all right. With her oh-so-English ways, Olivia had lassoed his heart until all he could think of was becoming . . . Lady X's Cowboy.