Marin Thomas - Her Secret Cowboy

The Cowboy And The Preacher’s Daughter

Years ago, Will Cash wasn’t interested in being a dad. So Marsha Bugler left town to raise her baby alone. But when her father’s health begins to fail, she realizes she needs to return to Arizona—and introduce Will to his boy. Marsha is nervous to face Will not only because she lied, but because she’s never stopped thinking about her cowboy crush.

Will is shocked to discover he has a son. And he can hardly believe the changes in Marsha. She’s strong, sexy and a Ph.D. while Will’s still a part-time cowboy living in a bunkhouse with his brothers. What does he have to offer her and his teenage son? Will has a lot to prove if he’s going to get what he wants—the family he never knew he had.

“I want this to work out for you and Ryan.”

“Do you?”

Marsha bristled but held her tongue.

“Or are you hoping I’ll make mistakes, so Ryan will want nothing to do with me?”

“I can’t believe you’d think that.”

“Why not? If things don’t work out for me and Ryan, you head back to California with a clear conscience.”

The brown eyes staring at her were filled with pain, and shame swept through Marsha. She expected that this father-son reunion would be difficult, but her main concern had been for Ryan’s emotional well-being. She hadn’t given much thought to the turmoil Will might be dealing with. “I’ll do everything in my power to help you both, but you’ll have to communicate with me. I can’t read your mind.”

Will stared into space. “We’re strangers who made a baby.”

“Then why don’t we get reacquainted,” she said.

Dear Reader,

The famous Willie Nelson song “Always on my Mind” was the inspiration for Will and Marsha’s story.

Will Cash has never been able to forget the one-night stand he had with the pastor’s daughter back in high school, and for good reason—fourteen years later Marsha returns to town with his son, Ryan.

Keeping secrets can lead to big-time trouble and Marsha Bugler is about to discover just what kind of hornet’s nest she’s stirred up when she informs not only her parents who the father of their grandson is, but the father himself—Will Cash, who had no idea she’d kept their baby.

There’s plenty of drama in this story and I hope you enjoy watching Will, Marsha, their son and her parents find their own path toward forgiveness and reconciliation. And through it all the meaning of family shines true and bright.

Her Secret Cowboy is the third book in The Cash Brothers series. If you missed the first two stories, The Cowboy Next Door (July 1013) and Twins Under the Christmas Tree (Oct. 2013), the books remain available through online retailers.

For more information on future Cash Brothers books visit www.marinthomas.com. I love to connect with my readers—you’ll find me on FB, Twitter and Goodreads, and be sure to check out The Cash Brothers Facebook page as well as their Pinterest boards!

Happy Ever After…The Cowboy Way!

Marin

Her Secret

Cowboy

Marin Thomas

www.millsandboon.co.uk

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Marin Thomas grew up in Janesville, Wisconsin. She left the Midwest to attend college in Tucson, Arizona, where she earned a B.A. in radio-TV. Following graduation she married her college sweetheart in a five-minute ceremony at the historic Little Chapel of the West in Las Vegas, Nevada. Over the years she and her family have lived in seven different states, but they’ve now come full circle and returned to Arizona, where the rugged desert and breathtaking sunsets provide plenty of inspiration for Marin’s cowboy books.

To my new sister-in-law, Tammy O’Day Smith—“Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.” Wishing you and Brett your very own happy-ever-after fairy tale—Texas-sized.

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

Excerpt

Chapter One

Will Cash pulled off the road and parked next to the mailbox at the entrance to the family pecan farm. Lately he’d been the only one who bothered to bring in the mail. Conway should train his twin stepsons to ride their bikes to the box, but maybe five-year-olds were too young for that kind of responsibility.

As usual the box was stuffed. He gathered the envelopes and hopped into the truck, then directed the air vents toward his face. Normal highs for June were in the low nineties but today’s temperature hovered near one hundred, promising a long hot summer for southwest Arizona.

Will sifted through the pile. Grocery-store ads, business fliers, electric bill, a statement from Warehouse Furniture—Conway and his new wife, Isi, were remodeling the farmhouse. A boot catalog for Merle Haggard Cash—otherwise known as Mack to friends and family. His younger brother spent way too much money on fancy footwear, but he liked to look sharp when his band, Cowboy Rebels, played at the local honky-tonks. His fingers froze on a letter addressed to Willie Nelson Cash. He didn’t recognize the feminine script and there was no return address. Before he examined the envelope further, his cell phone rang.

“Hold your horses, Porter. I’ll be there in a minute.” Wednesday night was poker night and his brothers and brother-in-law were waiting for him in the bunkhouse. If not for the weekly card game, they’d hardly see each other.

His sister, Dixie, and her husband, Gavin, lived in Yuma—forty-five minutes away. Will’s eldest brother, Johnny, had married his boss’s daughter, and he and Shannon lived in the foreman’s cabin at the Triple D Ranch. And Mack spent most of the week and every other weekend as a trail hand at the Black Jack Mountain Dude Ranch. That left Will, Buck and Porter living in the bunkhouse on the farm.

He tossed the mail aside and drove on—slowly. The days of racing along the dirt road had ended when Conway married Isi and they moved into the farmhouse with the twins and a black Lab named Bandit. He parked in the yard and as soon as he got out of the pickup, his nephews ambushed him.

“Uncle Will, guess what we made?”

Will walked up to the porch where the boys sat on the steps with the dog wedged between them. The twins wore blue jeans and identical Western shirts in different colors—Javier liked red and Miguel preferred blue. “What are you guys up to?”

Miguel held out a piece of paper. “It’s Bandit’s new doghouse.”

Will examined the crude drawing. “Who’s gonna build it?”

“Our dad said you could build Bandit a house.”

Of course he did. Will worked in construction, so naturally he was the go-to guy in the family for projects involving a hammer and nails.

“We can help.” Javier’s big brown eyes pleaded with Will.

“Okay, I’ll build Bandit a house, but you’ll have to wait awhile.” Will worked for a family-owned construction company run by Ben Wallace—a guy he’d gone to high school with. Ben had landed a new job to construct a classroom wing on the Mission Community Church. The work would keep them busy for weeks.

“I’ll give your dad a list of supplies to buy at the lumberyard,” Will said.

The boys raced down the porch steps and threw their arms around his legs. “Thanks, Uncle Will,” Miguel said.

“You’re welcome. Now go inside.”

Javier shook his head. “We have to stay out here ’cause baby Nate’s sleeping.”