Texas Brides of Pike’s Run Series, Book 3
The Cowboy's Charms was a fun book to write. The characters go on a cattle drive which created all sorts of adventure. Plus, someone sabotages them repeatedly. I had a lot of fun with that.
I wrote this book to showcase the heroine's inner strength. She has to work against her toxic thoughts and believe that she is good enough. That people need her. That she has something to contribute.
Angelique Morgan has, without doubt, a TON of grit. She comes from wealth, falls in love with J.T. Davis, who has started a brand, new ranch, and has to learn how to do everything. Cooking, sewing, ironing, laundering, shooting. The list goes on.
Add to that, her need to be perfect at all of it. And when she isn't, she struggles. A lot.
She also has an interest in medicine and reads medical journals. She's learned so much about illnesses, injuries, and other things that she can hold her own with any doctor.
I loved getting Angelique through her forest of difficulties. She deserved the happy ending she got.
But I also must thank my inspiration for this book. My best friend. My sistie. My sunshine!
I hope you enjoy The Cowboy's Charms as much as I did writing it.
Angelique Morgan is yearning for challenge and finds it in the life J.T. Davis offers her. She falls madly in love with him, and marries him quickly. When she realizes she may not be good enough for him, doubts plague her. So do the manipulations of her father, Kendrick Morgan.
While Kendrick Morgan's spies threaten their fragile future, J.T. must get his cattle to the rail head in Wichita or lose everything....including his wife.
“Will you sit?” J.T. asked.
Angelique visibly swallowed while walking to a chair.
As she looked up at him with worried eyes, he almost fell to his knees and declared his love right then. He gritted his teeth to keep control of himself. Plain speaking was needed at the moment, not more passionate speeches.
“I’ve been thinkin’ on what you said last night.” His nerves threatened to get the better of him, but he pushed forward. “I gotta tell you a few things before we go further.”
She straightened in her chair as if physically preparing for what he was about to say.
He cleared his throat. “I don’t have the money to hire a cook for the house or servants. Woman’s work is long. A lot of times, my ma is hard at work long after my pa is done.”
She opened her mouth, but he stopped her with a hand in the air. “I’m not sayin’ you can’t do it. I just need you to fully understand what’s ahead.”
She closed her mouth and waited for him to continue.
“It’s physical work. Work that requires serviceable clothing and no corsets.”
She blushed to the roots of her hair.
He cleared his throat and kept going. “You’ll be alone a lot. I’ll be out on the range most days until sundown. Fall and winter don’t usually require as much work as the spring, but seein’ as how I’m startin’ out, we won’t have shorter days like most ranches. I’ll have to teach you to shoot a gun.”
Her eyes widened.
“Not that my family or Kyle’s has ever had any lick of real trouble on our farms,” he rushed to assure her, “but it’s better that you know how.”
He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, wondering what else he should say. “We’ll be buildin’ a lot. I might need your help with that.”
Her mouth fell open, but she quickly shut it.
“I can’t teach you what a woman does throughout the day, but Ma and Emma can. They’ll be glad to help.” He smiled, realizing they would love Angelique and she them. “The house will be pretty close to them, just on the other side of the creek.”
He fell quiet, realizing the questioning part of the conversation was upon him. “Have you ever spent an entire day doing physical work?”
She bit her lip and nodded. “I helped the hospitals after the hurricane. So many people were hurt, they needed extra hands.”
He lifted his eyebrows, expecting to have been given a different answer. “I don’t mean to embarrass you by askin’ that. I just…” he trailed off, feeling the need to confess his feelings in a rush.
The hell with it.
“I love you.” The admission came out firm and true. A wash of relief spread over him. “I think you had me from the moment we met. But I can’t be selfish. I can’t put you in a life you know nothin’ about.”
She stood, her eyes bright with certainty. “Your world is foreign to me, I can’t deny it. However, I know with every fiber within me that I am supposed to be with you.”
His throat dried up as his heart tried to gallop out of his chest.
She continued. “I follow directions well. I’m smart. I understand there will be no rest. As I told you last night, I want to work hard. I want to be a part of what you’re doing.”
He smiled softly, pleasure wafting through him. Her words made him feel like success would be his. If someone like her believed in him, he could do and be anything. In three strides he had her in his arms. “I give you my word that if you want to seek some kind of education, I won’t mind. I’ll help you gain your dreams.” The promise was spoken fervently, surprising him with its urgency. But he meant what he said.
After pulling back a bit, she placed a palm against his cheek. “I love you,” she whispered.
He captured her lips with his, overcome with emotion and gratefulness. They joined together, getting as close as clothing would allow, the kiss firmly cementing their intentions to create a future together.
When he pulled away and gazed down into her lovely face, his mind exalted with prayer. Inheriting a ranch had surprised him, finding her astounded him. If it was a dream, he hoped he never woke.