His Callahan Destiny?
Tighe Callahan is wild and free as the wind, until he starts chasing the beautiful River Martin. After he catches her—in a midnight seduction he’ll never forget—Tighe learns he’s about to become a daddy…three times over! Not even an ornery bull can stop him from making River and their babies-to-be his.
Standing down isn’t in River’s vocabulary. Tighe can insist on doing the honorable thing all he wants—she isn’t tying the knot until the cowboy says he loves her. Only, now her wounded warrior’s on some dangerous, life-changing quest.
Tighe’s finally ready to heed the message of his ancestors: defend his land and claim his woman. Because it’s never too late to become the Callahan he was destined to be!
Tighe grinned at her from under the brim of his cowboy hat.
“It’s awesome that you’re pregnant with triplets, babe.”
“It is not awesome. I mean, it is, but you’re not, so don’t tweak me.”
He laughed. “In a week or two, you’ll be trying to drag me to the altar.”
“I don’t think so.”
His navy eyes practically danced with pride. He was really impressed with himself. River sighed and looked away.
“I’m so amazed by you,” Tighe said.
She turned to face him. “Why?”
“Because you’re such a fertile goddess. I would never have suspected you’d be the Callahan woman to turn up a three-in-a-row.”
He grinned, the handsomest man she’d ever seen, and River wanted to smack him ever so badly.
Dear Reader,
In this fourth book of the Callahan Cowboys miniseries, Tighe Callahan sets out to prove he’s a better man than his twin, Dante, and does so by attempting to ride Firefreak, a rank bounty bull. This is the beginning of Tighe’s path of discovery, which ultimately leads him to the strong and capable River Martin.
I invite you to join this tough and adventurous family as they strive to keep Rancho Diablo, the home of their hearts, safe from those who wish them ill, while trying to tame their own wild spirits. Is there anything more fun than watching two people struggle against their destiny as they fall in love? You know that at Rancho Diablo, there’s always a happy ending—and a magic wedding dress to seal the deal!
Best wishes always,
Tina
Callahan Cowboy Triplets
Tina Leonard
www.millsandboon.co.uk
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tina Leonard is a USA TODAY bestselling and award-winning author of more than fifty projects, including several popular miniseries for Harlequin American Romance. Known for bad-boy heroes and smart, adventurous heroines, her books have made the USA TODAY, Waldenbooks, Ingram and Nielsen BookScan bestseller lists. Born on a military base, Tina lived in many states before eventually marrying the boy who did her crayon printing for her in the first grade. You can visit her at www.tinaleonard.com, and follow her on Facebook and Twitter.
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Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Epilogue
Excerpt
Chapter One
“You can drive yourself crazy trying to outfox a Callahan.
That goes double for the Callahan women.”
—Bode Jenkins, neighboring ranch owner bragging a bit about
his three Callahan granddaughters to a reporter
Tighe Callahan sized up the enormous spotted bull that eyed him warily. “Hello, Firefreak,” he said. “You may have bested my twin, Dante, but I aim to ride you until you’re soft as glove leather. Gonna retire you to the kiddie rides.”
The legendary badass rank bull snorted a heavy breath his way, daring him. Dark eyes glared attitude and a no-you-won’t warning.
“You’re crazy, Tighe,” his brother Jace said. “I’m telling you, that one wants to kill you.”
“Feeling’s mutual.” Tighe grinned and knocked on the wall of the pen. “If Dante stayed on him for five seconds, I ought to at least go ten.”
Jace looked at Tighe doubtfully. “Sure. You can do it. Whatever.” He glanced around. “I think I’ll go get some popcorn and find a pretty girl to share it with. You and Firefreak just go ahead and chat about life. May be a one-sided conversation, but those are your favorite, anyway.”
Jace wandered off. Tighe studied the bull, which never broke eye contact with him, his gaze wise from the scores of cowboys he’d mercilessly tossed, earning himself a legendary status.
“I’m a real believer in the power of positive thinking, old son,” Tighe told his horned adversary. “And I’m positive that tomorrow my name will live on as the first cowboy to ever pin a bull’s-eye on you and hit it dead center. See, I figure it was destiny that I finally drew you. And what you don’t know is that I’ve got a secret training regimen. You think you’re tough, but you don’t know tough until you’ve spent a couple years being ridden by Callahan tots. You only have to do your job for eight seconds, throw off a cowboy or two. Me? My job can go on for hours. I’m tough as nails, my spotted nemesis.”
Firefreak’s response was to throw a hoof his way, crashing into the wall of the pen, which thundered under the blow. Tighe tipped his hat and turned to go.
“Hi, Tighe,” a feisty little darling he knew too well said, and Tighe stopped dead in his tracks.
“Sawyer Cash, what are you doing here?” He glanced around. If Jace had seen Sawyer—the new nanny bodyguard at Rancho Diablo and daughter of Storm Cash, their neighbor and a man they weren’t too sure they trusted—he would have run up the red flag of danger. Jace had never mentioned it, but Tighe was pretty sure his brother had a thing for the petite redhead.
“Hi, Tighe,” River Martin said, coming to join Sawyer, and Tighe felt his heart start to palpitate. Now here was his dream, his unattainable brunette princess—even though he liked to tell his family he secretly had River in the bag—smiling at him, as sweet as cherry wine. “We heard you’re going to ride a bull tomorrow, so the girls and I decided to come out and watch. Your sister, Ash, is here, too, but she’s chatting up some cowboys. Said she wasn’t interested in watching you meet your doom.”
This wasn’t a good sign. A man didn’t need his concentration wrecked by a gorgeous female—and right now, Tighe had a twist in his gut even a few beers wouldn’t chase off. Nor did he want said gorgeous, unattainable female to see him get squashed by a few tons of angry luggage with horns. A man needed to seek his holy grail and stare death in the eyes in order to realize that he was but a speck on this earth, and if the woman he adored didn’t reciprocate his feelings, well, there were worse things. Like getting stomped into dust by a rank bull.
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