Christine Wenger - The Cowboy And The Cop

THE BULL RIDER HEADS HOME

Sergeant Amber Chapman didn’t come all the way to Oklahoma City for Luke Beaumont’s autograph. His family ranch, a major tourist attraction, is on the auction block. She’d drag the star bull rider back in handcuffs if it meant saving her hometown! But the biggest attraction is Luke himself...even if he’s always been out of reach for the girl from the wrong side of town.

Luke can’t help himself—he’s drawn to the quick-witted and sassy sheriff, even as they track down the cattle rustlers targeting his ranch. Unless he can make Amber see they’re perfect for each other, Luke might lose her. If he has his way, they’ll be together forever—this cowboy’s betting the ranch on it!

“What’s wrong, Amber? Did I say something to hurt you?”

“Of course not.” She shook her head. “Let’s go.”

Luke held on to her upper arms and searched her face as if her reason for her meltdown was inked on her face.

It would be so easy to step into his arms, just to lay her head on his chest for a while or get a warm hug.

Instead, Luke gently held her face in his hands and kissed her forehead. It was so tender, she almost cried again.

“I hate it when women cry, especially you, Amber. You’re such a strong woman—something must be really bothering you.”

“I can’t tell you. Not right now, Luke. I will someday if the occasion presents itself.”

He bent his head and kissed her lips—softly, lightly. “I’ll wait until you’re ready.”

When he stopped, she wanted to scream. Then his lips closed over hers again, and it was just like her dreams, only much, much better. With each kiss, she knew that she’d never be the same again.

Dear Reader,

Welcome to Beaumont, Oklahoma, the home of the three bull-riding Beaumont brothers: Luke, Reed and Jesse. They are all Gold Buckle Cowboys.

Luke Beaumont’s story begins my “bull-riding Beaumont brothers” trilogy, which I hope you’ll enjoy.

Of course, Luke is a sexy bull rider (is there any other kind?) who ignored Sergeant Amber Chapman throughout high school. But then she arrives at a public autograph session and gives him a piece of her mind. A big piece. Luke is a prize-winning cowboy who has some personal items to deal with, including Amber Chapman. Lots of luck, Luke!

Life is also good in Central New York, where I live, but I’m writing this in sunny Florida in our new motor home. We plan on driving to some PBR events as well as visiting some rodeos.

See you there!

Chris Wenger

The Cowboy and the Cop

Christine Wenger

www.millsandboon.co.uk

CHRISTINE WENGERhas worked in the criminal justice field for more years than she cares to remember, but now spends her time reading, writing and seeing the sights in our beautiful world. A native Central New Yorker, she loves watching professional bull riding and rodeo with her favorite cowboy, her husband, Jim. You can reach Chris at PO Box 1823, Cicero, NY 13039, or through her website at christinewenger.com.

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To all cowboys and cops,

Be careful out there!

And to Michele Goldstein, new friend, who keeps smiling through every challenge. Chocolate will help!

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Introduction

Dear Reader

Title Page

About the Author

Dedication

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

Epilogue

Extract

Copyright

Chapter One

What am I doing here? I feel like a buckle bunny.

Several times Amber Chapman thought of leaving the Professional Bull Riders autograph session in the huge Oklahoma City arena. She’d stood in bull rider Luke Beaumont’s line way too long so she could give him a piece of her mind.

I have a million things to do back home.

Maybe she should just let the three Beaumont brothers find out on their own that they were going to lose the ranch that had been in their family for generations, but she just couldn’t do that to the brothers, not even Luke, no matter how much she disliked him. Besides, their town would suffer the most, since the Beaumont Ranch employed many of the locals...or at least it used to.

Not anymore. Not in its present state.

Luke barely looked up at her when Amber finally stood in front of him. Robotically he slid over a glossy eight-by-ten picture of himself.

“Who would you like me to sign it to?” he said, a black felt-tip pen poised over a large photo of him riding a huge bull.

“Sergeant Amber Chapman of Beaumont, Oklahoma, but actually you can skip the autograph and the photo.”

Luke looked up from his place at the long table of bull riders signing and posing for pictures with their fans.

He grinned. “Amber? Amber Chapman. Hey, it’s been a long time. I didn’t know you were a fan.”

She had forgotten that he had the brightest blue eyes—more like turquoise. The lights of the arena made them even bluer.

Amber noticed, of course, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t there to look at his eyes or at how his muscles stretched out his chambray shirt, or how good he smelled. Like leather and pine.

She refocused on the task at hand. Placing her hands on the table, Amber leaned over so only he could hear.

“There’re a couple of things I need to make you aware of, Luke, but I’m not going to go into them now. There are too many people within hearing distance, and you have a long line waiting. What I have to say is for your ears only. You can fill your brothers in later.”

She looked down the long parade of tables. She spotted the other two Beaumonts: Reed and Jesse, Luke’s younger brothers.

Amber whispered, “I saw a bar across the street from the stadium. It’s called the Silver Spur. I’ll meet you there. And, by the way, I’m not a fan of yours.”

Okay, that was a lie. He was a good rider who’d probably win the Finals. Besides, he was a hometown celebrity and that brought a lot of attention to the town of Beaumont.

“And here I was hoping you waited in line for my autograph and a selfie.” Luke grinned. “Are you still mad at me over the senior prom?”

Yeah, she was still mad at him. It seemed ridiculous to hold a grudge for so long, but there was only one senior prom in her lifetime, and it had been the worst night of her life.

“I’m not here to talk about that, and don’t flatter yourself, Luke. I’m not one of your groupies.” She rolled her eyes. “And why would you think I was?”

“Because you had to drive here from Beaumont. Let’s see...Beaumont to Oklahoma City...that’s more than a three-hour drive.”

“I like to drive. I like bull riding in general.”

“But you still haven’t forgiven me, huh?”