He’s looking for love. She’s looking for trouble...
As a successful doctor and weekend cowboy, Chase Cooper enjoys a full life with plenty of female company. But lately, something hasn’t felt right. He’s been distracted. Antsy. Damn it, he’s been lonely. With an eye on settling down with a nice girl, Coop invites his high school best friend down to his ranch to see if maybe she’s the one for him...
Instead, her twin sister shows up. The one who loathes him.
Julia Blair is already halfway to Coop’s ranch when she learns the invitation wasn’t for her, but her vivacious twin sister. She has two choices: slink back home, or see just how far this farce will go. One glance at hotter-than-sin Coop, and she knows she’s playing a dangerously hot game. Because what this cowboy wants, this cowboy gets...
Previously released on Entangled’s Flaunt imprint as Cowboy’s Way – November 2013 and has been enhanced with new material.
Table of Contents
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Acknowledgments
About the Author
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Copyright © 2015 by Cathryn Fox All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means. For information regarding subsidiary rights, please contact the Publisher.
Previously released on Entangled’s Flaunt imprint as Cowboy’s Way – November 2013 and has been enhanced with new material.
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ISBN 978-1-63375-379-2
Manufactured in the United States of America
First Edition September 2015
This one is for Jan. You are the wind in my sails.
Chapter One
Ten years ago
Chase Cooper grabbed the strap on Jag’s backpack and gave a good hard tug, hauling him back to the sidewalk seconds before an SUV would have slammed into him harder than their rival school’s linebacker at the last football game. The driver blared his horn as he sped by, offering Coop and his two buddies his middle finger.
“Fuck you,” Mac said, retaliating with two fingers as he shuffled on the curb, daring the guy to come back and fight.
“Huh?” Jag said, lifting his eyes from his phone.
Coop shook his head. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?” He looked over Jag’s shoulder, trying to get a glimpse of his phone. “What are you watching that’s so important, anyway?”
Mac jumped from the curb. “Probably porn,” he supplied.
Jag grinned. “Fuck you.” He powered his phone down and shoved it into his low-hanging jeans.
“What the fuck is the matter with you, dude?” Coop checked traffic and darted across the street, the six beers he’d taken from his father’s fridge banging together in his backpack.
“I need to get laid,” Jag shot back. “That’s what’s the matter with me.” Grinning, Jag shoved Coop toward a streetlight. “I don’t get it on a daily basis like you do, asshole.”
Coop moved around a lamppost and cut between houses, slipping through their yards to take a shortcut to Mari’s house. “I told you, Mari and I are friends.”
Mac snorted. “You mean fuck friends, right?”
Coop frowned and drove his hands in his pockets. “For the hundredth time, no, we don’t fuck.” Why was he even bothering to defend himself with these two wiseasses? “Just because we hang out, laugh, and have a great time together doesn’t mean we’re having sex.”
Jag scoffed. “Then why is she always getting half naked in front of you?”
“She’s a model.” He pushed through her front gate. “She’s used to wearing next to nothing.”
Jag rubbed his hands together. “Just the way I like them.”
They walked the pathway leading to Mari’s front door, and Coop jumped onto the grass. “Come on,” he said quietly.
Mac groaned. “Fuck’s sake, Coop, why do we always have to go through the window? You got something against using the front door?” Keeping tight on his heels, his friends followed him around a bush to Mari’s window.
The three of them had quite the reputation around town, and Mari’s folks weren’t all that fond of their daughter hanging out with them, which was why Coop went to great lengths to avoid a run-in with them. “I just prefer to use her window.”
Jag bent and peered through the glass. “Is this the one you crawl in when she gets half naked for you?”
“Fuck off,” Coop said, and quietly slid the glass up. The guys were wrong. He and Mari weren’t having sex and never had. She might walk around half naked, and of course she was totally fuckable, but there was another girl he couldn’t get out of his head—one who was off-limits and couldn’t be bothered to give him the time of day anyway.
He threw his right leg over the windowsill and followed through with his hips, grunting at the tight squeeze.
“You might want to lay off those cheeseburgers, dude,” Jag said.
Mac burst out laughing.
Closing his eyes, Coop prayed Mari’s parents were heavy sleepers, because his ass hanging over the sill would make the perfect target for a load of buckshot. He pushed through, jumped to his feet, and waved the guys in.
Jag and Mac scrambled in behind him, giggling like little girls as they shoved at each other, then plunked themselves down on Mari’s unmade bed. Coop glanced around, but Mari was nowhere to be found. A noise sounded from inside her big walk-in closet, and he motioned for the guys to be quiet.
Lowering his backpack to the floor, he crept across the carpet. Last week she’d sneaked up on him at the soccer field—damn near scared the shit out of him. She had a good laugh over that, but now tonight was payback.
He grabbed the double doors and flung them open. “Got ya…” His voice fell off when his eyes connected with Mari’s twin sister—Mari’s very naked twin sister.
Oh, shit.
As the girl of his dreams went poker straight before him, the dress in her hands fell from her fingers, making a whooshing sound as it sailed to the floor.
“I…uh…” His voice must have snapped her back.
“What the hell!” She quickly put her hands over her body and turned sideways, curving her back and giving him the sweetest, sexiest view of her perfect ass. Fuck.