Edited by Delilah Devlin
Format: Trade Paperback
On Sale: March 18, 2014
Broad Shoulders, Well-Worn Jeans and a Lean-Hipped Swagger
He may ride off into the sunset, but the cowboy in our heart never goes out of style. Even when coated with dust from riding alongside a herd of cattle or up to his knees in mud taming a wild stallion, this stud still generates plenty of Cowboy Heat.
USA Today bestselling author Delilah Devlin takes you back to the ranch with stories of rugged romantics, rough riders, and rope wranglers sure to satisfy your desire for a real man. In “Shall We Dance?,” by Myla Jackson, a waltz teacher learns about rhythm from her rancher student at the Flying M. The rodeo champion in Megan Mitcham’s “Coming Home” discovers that true love might be waiting at the end of the trail. A high school reunion at the honky tonk finds a city girl back in the strong arms of her cowboy crush in Cat Johnson’s “Unfinished Business.” Saddle up!
“A wild ride!” —Beth Williamson, author of Hell for Leather
“Devlin Devlin is the go-to for cowboy romance that will make you hot under the collar.” —USA Today
TABLE OF CONTENTS:
“Mrs. Morgan and the Marshal” by Emma Jay
A dalliance with the sexy town marshal makes a woman rancher question which she wants most, her independence or him
“Remember” by Mia Hopkins
A jilted bride saddles up with the blazing-hot cowboy stripper hired for her cancelled bachelorette party
“Cowboy Downtime” by Cheyenne Blue
Passion ignites at a polocrosse game in the Australian outback—she plays attack, he plays defense, and their sexy wager decides the winner
“Coming Home” by Megan Mitcham
A busted-up rodeo champion finds the squirt he tormented in youth transformed into a fiery woman challenging him to become the man she deserves
“Her Captured Cowboy” by Layla Chase
A lonely woman, ostracized by Colorado townspeople after years in Indian captivity, takes what she needs from a wandering cowboy
“Back Stage Pass” by Cynthia D’Alba
A sexy night with a hired escort, who looks exactly like a woman’s favorite country singer, leaves her with a back stage pass and a lot of burning questions
“Unfinished Business” by Cat Johnson
A class reunion gives one woman a second chance with a sultry cowboy from her past
“At the Mercy of the Cowboy” by Amber Lin
A new farmhand finds rough living and an even rougher cowboy to soothe away her pain
“Cowboy Adonis” by Michael Bracken
When a naked cowboy rises from a stock pond, a nature photographer’s assignment gets personal
“Denim and Lace” by Robie Madison
One woman in a pair of rhinestone heels plus two sexy cowboys equals a highly combustible combination
“One Track Cowboy” by Delilah Devlin
After tracking two lost hikers, a park ranger and a local rancher lose themselves to a wild passion
“Skin Deep” by Randi Alexander
A pretty city girl and a scarred country cowboy discover love waits when you’re ready to look beneath the surface
“Drop Two Tears in a Bucket” by Shoshanna Evers
Alone on her Montana cattle ranch after her husband divorces her, a woman finds satisfaction in the arms of the one cowboy she can’t resist
“A Cowboy for Delilah” by Sabrina York
The last thing this independent, high-powered lawyer wants is a cowboy in her life, but one steamy kiss from a sexy rancher burns her resolve to a crisp
“Shall We Dance?” by Myla Jackson
When a lonely woman gives private dance lessons to a shy, sexy cowboy, she stumbles on passion worth fighting for
A Guest Post:
A Cowboy Fantasy Come to Life
Hello everyone! Mia Hopkins here. I’m delighted to be a part of Delilah Devlin’s new collection Cowboy Heat.
Do you remember your first cowboy crush? In my story “Remember,” my main character is watching Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid when she admits to her best friend, “There’s just something about cowboys.”
I understand how she feels. When I was a teenager, I fell head over heels for James Hickok, played by a handsome young Josh Brolin on the T.V. show The Young Riders. Cowboys have remained a source of fascination ever since. Strong, capable, well-mannered—cowboys come with built-in appeal.
Here’s an excerpt of my story. Eliza is a jilted bride nursing her broken heart at home alone. Tyler is the dancer who was hired for her bachelorette party, but someone forgot to call and tell him the wedding’s been cancelled. He shows up at her door and Eliza meets her cowboy fantasy come to life.
“Excuse me, miss,” said the stranger. His voice was a deep drawl. “Is this Apartment B?”
Eliza put the bottle down on the hallway table and turned on the porch light. The man was wearing a white cowboy hat; his face was still in shadow.
“Um, yes. Who are you?”
Well over six feet with long legs and a broad chest, he cast a big shadow over Eliza, whose eyes widened as she looked him over. Jeans, chaps, cowboy boots and a sleeveless flannel shirt that showed off arms that were manifestations of the diagrams in her old nursing textbooks. And he was carrying a boom box.
“I’m here for Eliza, the bride-to-be. I believe Penny’s arranged a party for her.”
Oh, Jesus, thought Eliza. She forgot to cancel the stripper.
He tipped his hat back, inadvertently flexing his bicep and revealing the most incredible eyes Eliza had ever seen. They were sky blue, but half of the iris of his right eye was brown shot through with shards of gold. Heterochromia, thought Eliza. Eyes of different colors. As if God couldn’t make up His mind.
Her skin began to tingle under his gaze.
“Are you Penny?” he asked.
Once, after watching Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid over chow mein, Eliza had mentioned to Penny that she thought cowboys were sexy.
“Cowboys? Really?” Penny had asked. “But you’re such a city girl.”
“I know,” she’d replied. “There’s just…something about cowboys.”
Like she always had, Penny stored that tidbit of information away, waiting for the opportune moment to use it. Mr. Opportune Moment flexed his jaw as he squinted at Eliza. Five o’clock shadow shaded his perfect cleft chin. “Wait, are you Eliza?” he asked, taking a step forward.
Eliza thought wine was supposed to dull the senses, but as he came toward her, his scent filled her nose. Sagebrush and pine, but also something more elusive: leather. His own skin. He smelled like sex. Eliza breathed deep.
“Um,” she said, blocking his way and nearly colliding with his chest. “The party’s been canceled. I’m sorry.”
“No. The wedding’s off,” she said.
He stood so close to her that she could feel the heat rising off his arms. “But…you’re Eliza, right?” he asked.
“Hmm.” Again his gaze raked over her.
Her body tightened in response.
“Listen, Eliza,” he said slowly. “Your friend’s already paid me in full, and I’ve got no other appointments tonight. I can still dance for you. If you’re up for it.”
“Let me guess. You have a no-refunds policy?”
“Something like that,” he said.
“And you dance for one person at a time?”
“Sometimes,” he said with a smirk.
He was all kinds of handsome. She was all kinds of heartbroken. Eliza reached back and picked up the bottle of wine again and took a drink to give her courage. Then she opened the door wide and let him in. “What the hell,” she muttered.
Heaven help her, he sauntered right in.
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About the Author
Mia Hopkins is a Los Angeles-based writer of romance and erotic romance. A selection of her work can be found on Amazon.com. Connect with her on Twitter @MiaHopkinsxoxo, befriend her on Facebook, or visit her excessively irreverent and whiskey-soaked blog, miahopkins.blogspot.com.