Mystic Valley

My Daddy lied! He was a billionaire!

After finishing art school, Daddy said he was broke and arranged to send me to Montana to marry a rancher who was much older than I.

I convinced myself I'd be all right and went along with Daddy's plan. Until I saw the rough, tough cowboy come galloping up to the gates of Mystic Ranch to meet me.

Craning my neck to look up at him, I stood frozen to the spot. I blushed to the deepest red when his glacier blue eyes looked me up and down.

His hand was warm and big, as he clutched mine hoisting me up to straddle his mighty steed.

I trembled when I was told to circle my arms around his waist. I could feel the rugged muscles under his denim shirt causing a shock to run down my spine. I bounced a little with every gallop as we rode away as one.

I shook my head in silent disbelieve. He wasn't old or disgusting…in fact he was quite the opposite. Why did a man like Clyde need a mail order bride? What had Daddy done to me?

****Steamy, Adult Romance****