Bet on a Cowboy

Bet on a Cowboy

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by Julie Benson
     
 

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Commitment phobic Colorado cowboy Griffin McAlister has it all figured out. Do the reality dating show, get the money his family desperately needs and go on with his life. Actually falling in love was never part of the deal…least of all falling in love with the show's spunky director.

Maggie Sullivan knows she's found a star the minute she

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Commitment phobic Colorado cowboy Griffin McAlister has it all figured out. Do the reality dating show, get the money his family desperately needs and go on with his life. Actually falling in love was never part of the deal…least of all falling in love with the show's spunky director.

Maggie Sullivan knows she's found a star the minute she meets Griffin. But as she gets to know the man behind the dimples, she realizes she might have found something more. It doesn't matter, though; she has a job to do. Besides, how could he ever notice her while he's busy wooing ten gorgeous women?

Now Griffin has a choice to make: stick with the plan and lose Maggie forever, or risk everything for a chance to win her heart!

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781459230781
Publisher:
Harlequin
Publication date:
06/01/2012
Series:
Harlequin American Romance Series , #1405
Sold by:
HARLEQUIN
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
224
Sales rank:
295,735
File size:
306 KB

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"He's married. I'm beginning to think this season is cursed." Maggie Sullivan stared at the wedding picture of Rory McAlister, Devlin Designs' cowboy model, on the Twin Creeks Ranch website. Tall, dark-haired and built like only a real cowboy could be, he'd have been perfect. Now here she was, two weeks from the start of taping for her reality show, Finding Mrs. Right, and they were short one key component—a bachelor.

Samantha, Maggie's assistant director, turned from her computer monitor. "Who's married?"

"Rory McAlister. The man we hoped would be this season's bachelor."

"Isn't it Kate's job to check into that?"

"She's got the flu, and since we have to sign a new bachelor ASAP, I get to play casting director." Maggie frowned. What luck. She'd also get to deliver the bad news about Rory to her boss. Right now having the flu sounded pretty good.

When their quarterback bachelor unretired in midseason, the powers that be had decided to capitalize on the current popularity of cowboys, and hoped to sign Devlin Designs' gorgeous new model as the next bachelor. The man was featured in every popular fashion magazine, and his rugged good looks were a hot conversation topic among women around office watercoolers all over the country. Maggie had been sent to research the idea, which led her to the unfortunate news of his marriage.

Unfortunate for her, that is, not for Rory.

"What're we going to do now that our prime candidate is off the market?"

"I'm working on plan B even as we speak." However, all she'd come up with was an actor dressed up as a cowboy, but they needed authenticity. There was something about real cowboys. No one could define it exactly, but everyone knew when it was missing.

Think. She fingered the sterling-silver frame holding the last picture of her and her mother together. What would her mom think of her only daughter, an upstate New York farm girl, working on a reality show in L.A.?

I know it's not what you would've wished for me, Mom, but the job will get me what I want out of life.

"How about a rodeo cowboy?" Samantha asked as she rolled her desk chair across Maggie's pristinely organized office to join her at her computer.

"The National Finals are two months away. Anyone with a name is gearing up for that." Maggie rubbed the back of her neck, trying to loosen the tension knot.

When she scrolled further down the ranch's web page, a picture of the wedding party appeared. Beside Maggie, Samantha sighed and pointed at the screen. "Look at the best man. He's too good for words."

Slightly taller than Rory, the man had charisma that leaped off the screen. The tux fit him to perfection, emphasizing his broad shoulders. The sun highlighted the golden tones in his hair.

"He's definitely what great dreams are made of." Maggie scanned the copy beside the picture. Hope eternal burst through her. "He's Rory's brother, Griffin. Could that be more perfect? We can still capitalize on Rory's popularity if his brother is our bachelor." She could see the trailer now: Rory McAlister is off the marriage market, but don't worry. He has a brother. Tune in every week to Finding Mrs. Right, and meet Griffin McAlister!

She frowned as another thought occurred to her. "How could a man this gorgeous be available?"

Samantha clicked her ruby-red fingernail against the monitor. "Look at the wedding photos. Each one shows him dancing or cuddling with a different woman. No way is that guy in a serious relationship."

"I have to be sure."

"Then call him and ask."

Why not, since plan B stunk and plan C failed to materialize? Maggie clicked on the Contact Us page. "What do I have to lose?"

"Exactly. We can't be any worse off than we are now."

"Why don't I find that comforting?" Maggie took a minute to compose her thoughts and study the Twin Creeks website, discovering the ranch offered horseback riding tours and other tourist activities. She'd lead with what a great opportunity being on the show was, emphasizing how the publicity would bring more visitors to the ranch and increase business. Then she'd tell Griffin how wonderful the bachelorettes were.

With the conversation and her pitch mapped out, she located the ranch's phone number, picked up her iPhone and dialed. "Cross your fingers."

Samantha crossed her fingers and held up her hands. Then she crossed her legs. "Extra insurance never hurts."

A smooth feminine voice answered, throwing Maggie off stride. Calm down. Just because a woman answers the phone doesn't mean Griffin's married. She could be Rory's pretty little wife, or a family member. Barreling forward, Maggie explained she had business to discuss with Griffin, and asked to speak with him. A minute later, she had his cell phone number. Then as an afterthought, she blurted out, "I know this is an odd question, but is Griffin married or engaged?"

Soft laughter floated over the phone lines. "Believe it or not, that's not an unusual question, and no, he's not married, or even dating anyone seriously."

Maggie ended the call. "He's available."

"That's good news," Samantha said.

She punched in Griffin's cell number. When he answered, his low sexy voice rippled through her. His voice was as good as his looks.

"Hello, Griffin. I'm Maggie Sullivan, the director on the reality show Finding Mrs. Right. We're looking for a bachelor this season—"

"I'm not interested."

"Being on the show would be great publicity—"

"I've got horses to see to." Then he hung up.

Maggie stared at her phone. Their conversation had gone much better in her head.

"He hung up on me." She sat there, unsure of how to proceed. "He wouldn't even let me make the pitch."

"Call him back."

"What makes you think the second time will go any better than the first?"

"Divine intervention?" Samantha said, as she pointed upward.

"I think the Lord might be a little busy." But knowing she couldn't give up, Maggie called again. This time when Griffin answered, she blurted out, "Don't hang up. Give me a chance to outline my—"

Click.

Maggie clutched her phone so hard her fingers tingled. "Maybe we don't want Griffin McAlister on the show. He definitely needs to work on his social skills—he hung up on me again."

"They say the third time's the charm," Samantha said encouragingly.

"The best indication for future behavior is past behavior, and I'm sensing a pattern here."

"Then email him."

Maggie shook her head. "He'll just delete the message without reading it. I need to see Griffin in person. It'll be harder to dismiss me if I'm standing in front of him." She tapped her neatly manicured nail against her desk. "I need to develop the right approach, because he won't give me much time. I have to hook him immediately."

Samantha grinned and pointed to a photo of Griffin surrounded by women. "I know exactly what will work. Start with showing him the bachelorettes' photos. That'll get his attention."

"Are you sure?" Maggie still believed leading with the publicity for the ranch was best, but what she knew about men could be written on a matchbook cover. Samantha, on the other hand, could write a three-book series and have material left over.

"After seeing him with all those women? Absolutely."

But before Maggie decided, her cell phone belted out "Defying Gravity." Glancing at the touch screen revealed the number of the fertility clinic she'd contacted. Once the years started zooming by and her eggs grew older, with no marital prospects on the horizon, Maggie had realized she had two choices—never have children or be a single parent.

After tossing out a quick "I've got to take this call" to Samantha, she answered her phone. As she jotted down notes regarding the cost of the various procedures she would undergo for in vitro fertilization, she kept her responses vague and to a minimum.

Whichever way she went, adoption or having a child with a sperm donor, achieving her dream wouldn't be cheap.

"Is everything okay?" Samantha asked when Maggie ended her call.

"It was the dentist reminding me about my appointment." She paused.

Samantha tilted her head and looked as though she might probe further. "I'm glad there's nothing wrong. You seem concerned."

She should tell Samantha something plausible. The woman was the biggest gossip on the show, and if she didn't know the reasons for someone's actions, she speculated instead, and the theory spread through the office like a cold in a preschool. "I need a filling replaced. I was a little surprised at how much it's going to cost."

Having dampened Samantha's insatiable curiosity, Maggie continued. "Now back to business. I've got to convince Griffin to do the show. We don't have time to start the search process over."

"You really think if you see him in person you can change his mind?"

"It's worth a shot." Maggie picked up her phone and dialed. "I need to book a flight to Denver."

Her speech all planned and memorized, the manila folder containing the bachelorettes' photos on the passenger seat of the rental car, Maggie pulled into the Twin Creeks parking lot in Estes Park, Colorado. As far as she was concerned, NASA was right: failure was not an option.

After parking, she grabbed the file of photos and decided to leave her coat in the car since the October day had turned out to be unseasonably warm. The beauty of the area left her breathless. The magnificent snow-capped Rocky Mountains filled her vision, majestic and strong, keeping watch over the town below. Trees, some gold now that fall had arrived, dotted the landscape, reminding her of autumn days on the farm. The quiet, so unlike Los Angeles, enveloped her.

Gravel crunched under her Target flats as she walked toward the large reddish-brown, two-story ranch house, the file clutched in her moist hand. When she reached the split-rail corral fence, a beautiful chestnut horse whinnied and sauntered toward her. Unable to resist the gelding's wide brown eyes, she stopped to look at him.

The animal bobbed his head in greeting, and shoved his velvety pink muzzle under her hand. "Aren't you the charmer," Maggie said as she rubbed his forehead. "We haven't been introduced and you expect my undivided attention."

If only she could captivate the right man as easily, then she could pursue motherhood the old-fashioned way.

"That's his name, you know. Charmer. He's always been a lady's man."

Despite the brevity of their conversations, Maggie instantly recognized Griffin McAlister's voice. When she spun around, her heart rate soared and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of the cowboy in front of her.

Griffin was even better looking in person. Tall enough for her at five-ten to look up to—the good Lord had taken his time when he'd created this man.

Dressed in formfitting faded jeans, a tan shirt and scuffed cowboy boots, the golden god oozed sex appeal. He pushed the brim of his hat off his forehead. The fact that he knew how much power he wielded shone in his ocean-blue eyes.

I bet this cowboy breaks hearts like I break a nail.

A crooked smile spread across his face, displaying gorgeous dimples. "Charmer, there, likes to be caressed behind the ears. Don't you, boy?"

The horse nickered in response. Maggie slid her hand along the animal's muscled neck to his ears and scratched behind them, but her gaze remained locked on Griffin.

With a casual grace, he strolled toward her. "He's putty in your hands now."

Rarely at a loss for words, Maggie scrambled to compose herself. Don't stand here staring. Not that her gawking appeared to bother Griffin. This probably happened to him all the time. And he liked it.

"Are you here for a horseback-riding tour?" he finally asked.

"I'm afraid not. I'm here on business."

She waited for his eyes to fill with recognition at the sound of her voice, but instead they twinkled, giving her the chance for a fresh start.

"What business would a pretty city woman like you have at a horse ranch?"

Pretty city woman? Maggie almost laughed and asked him whether he was delusional or needed glasses.

No one, not even her family, who loved her dearly, had ever described her as pretty. The closest she came was passably cute, and she hadn't heard that word used in conjunction with her name since she was twelve. Obviously, the horse beside her wasn't the only charmer around.

"Have you ever thought about being on TV? You're a natural." Viewers would love Griffin. His charisma would leak out of televisions across America.

He shoved his hands into his pockets, leaned back on his heels and smiled.

Lethal.

"I got to admit, a woman's never used that line to get my attention."

He thought she was coming on to him? Once again she doubted his sanity. No way would a woman like her think she stood a chance with a man like him. Griffin belonged with models or Miss Colorado, not a plain Jane. "It's not a come-on. I'm Maggie Sullivan. We spoke on the phone."

His smile evaporated. "I told you I wasn't interested."

"Since I flew here from Los Angeles to talk to you, it would only be polite for you to hear me out."

"I didn't ask you to come. That gets me off the hook."

He turned and stalked off toward the barn, Maggie chasing after him. She smiled. There was nothing better than walking behind a man with an exquisite butt in a pair of jeans.

"I brought pictures of this season's bachelorettes."

Griffin stopped at the barn door and faced her. "Lady, can't you take a hint?"

She held out the file. "Look at the women's pictures."

"What part of I'm not interested is hard for you to understand?"

"I understand it. I just don't accept it."

He shook his head. "If I look at the pictures will you leave me alone?"

"Absolutely." She resisted the urge to shove the folder into his hand, and instead held it out.

He took the folder and then reached for the barn door. Wood groaned and hinges squeaked as he tugged it open. They stepped inside. "If you have hay fever you should head out now."

He wouldn't get rid of her that easily. Little did he know that a girl with three older brothers learned persistence as a survival skill. "Hay doesn't bother me."

Griffin turned on the lights. Next, he pulled out the photos and flipped through them. Maggie shoved her hands into her pants pockets and crossed her fingers.

She bit her lip. No smile. No twinkling eyes. Where was his excitement? From his deadpan expression, she'd guess he was reviewing his tax return rather than photos of beautiful women. How could the sight of that many gorgeous females fail to elicit at least a grin?

"You're right, the women are attractive, but I'm still not interested." He handed the file back to Maggie, but she refused to accept it.

"Oh. Wait a minute. Are you gay?"

He stiffened, carefully set the folder on a stool and crossed his arms over his broad chest. "What makes you ask that?"

"Most red-blooded heterosexual men show some interest when they look at pictures of stunning women, but you didn't."

"You think I'm gay because I didn't get all hot and bothered looking at those photos?"

Meet the Author

Avid daydreamer Julie Benson always loved creating stories. A sociology degree from the University of Texas at Dallas and three boys later, she actively pursued a writing career to challenge her mind and save her sanity. Now she writes full time in Dallas, where she lives with her husband, their three sons, two lovable black dogs and various other creatures. While her house is never quiet. It is full of heroes.

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Bet on a Cowboy 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
rhonda1111RL More than 1 year ago
Monday, June 18, 2012Review: Bet on a Cowboy by Julie Benson 4 STARS Bet on a Cowboy was fun,warm hearted , silly and sad. It was a fun quick read. Thier is some sex scenes that I skipped over. I would read more from Julie in the future. Maggie Sullivan is the director of Finding Mrs. Right. They have to find a new bachelor in just 2 weeks. They decide to try for Rory McAlister but found out he was married but he had a single good looking brother Griffen McAlister. When Maggie called him to offer him the role he hung up on her, in fact twice. Maggie does not give up though so she flew to his ranch to explain he was not interested till she told him that he would be paid 3,000 a episode a total of 30,000 dollars. That got Griffens attention. He was willing to listen to more. Griffen was a rodeo bull rider till a car wreck injury made him quit riding. Since then he only worked on the ranch as a ranch hand. His mother was fighting cancer and Her only hope was a expensive treatment that was expensive and not covered by insurance. For his mom he could go on tv and make a fool of himself to pay part of the expense. Griffen thought that if he picked someone who would turn down his proposal that way he would be able to keep his word and could not be sued. He figured that if one he chooses won't want to live on thier ranch it would work. Griffen was full of charm and got away with lots because women would fall over to help him. Maggie was not going to give into Griffen especially when he would use his charm. Maggie knew she was a plain looking women. She was teased so bad in school she gave up trying to look good. She was thinking of becoming a single mother. She did not trust Griffen's flattery at all. She was starting to like him too much if she was not careful she could be fired and sued. Griffen thought Maggie had beautiful eyes and was enjoying her company more and more. He thought the women who were on the show were all alike. Not too smart even the lawyer asked dumb questions. Late one night Griffen and Maggie slept together and the condom broke. Both new that they could not afford to get caught and that one night was a big mistake. Because Griffen had to propose to one of the ladies or be sued. He had already spent the money. Then things got even worse for them. I was given this ebook to read in return for honest review by Netgalley. 06/01/2012 PUB Harlequin American Romance