Colorado Silver, Colorado Gold

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To protect her sister, Juliette Lawson stole documents and fled west. Now Wes Westmoreland, undercover lawman, threatens both her plan and her heart.

Socialite Juliette Lawson fled west from Philadelphia on a train and in disguise. In Colorado she'd be safe; she'd take work with her uncle at the Rio d'Oro, his smelting operation. Her actions back east had been wrong, but to protect her pregnant sister from scandal she would have done anything. Then she met a man as hungry for ...

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Overview

To protect her sister, Juliette Lawson stole documents and fled west. Now Wes Westmoreland, undercover lawman, threatens both her plan and her heart.

Socialite Juliette Lawson fled west from Philadelphia on a train and in disguise. In Colorado she'd be safe; she'd take work with her uncle at the Rio d'Oro, his smelting operation. Her actions back east had been wrong, but to protect her pregnant sister from scandal she would have done anything. Then she met a man as hungry for answers as she was for independence. A handsome, honorable man. For him, she wished the truth was hers to tell.

From the first, Wes Westmoreland knew he couldn't trust her. Having grown up in the saloons and brothels of San Francisco, he saw trust, like love, as a luxury an undercover lawman couldn't afford. Not on a job like this one, not with gold involved. This woman dressed as a widow was clearly hiding something; he'd felt it the moment they touched. But he'd felt other things too, stirrings in his heart, and for the first time ever, he saw riches worth the peril.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781942886082
  • Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 2/24/2015
  • Pages: 260
  • Product dimensions: 6.00 (w) x 9.00 (h) x 0.55 (d)

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St. Louis, Missouri, 1889

Whistle shrieking, the train jerked to a stop, the sudden lurch throwing Julie Lawson forward. The black silk of her skirt slipped on the hard wooden seat and only the firm bracing of her feet kept her from slipping to the floor. She glanced down at the small valise that hadn't been out of arm's reach since she fled Philadelphia.

Julie shifted back in her seat, hearing the echo of her grandmother's favorite phrase, "Your impulses will get you into trouble one day, Juliette Marie, you mark my words." Gran had certainly been right.

She let out a shallow sigh. The widow's weeds she'd hurriedly dug out of the trunk in the attic required a corset so severely laced a shallow sigh was all she could manage.

The train whistle gave a short toot. "St. Louis! St. Louis! Thirty minute stop in St. Louis!" came the sing-song voice of the conductor.

She glanced at the watch pinned to her bodice. Enough time for her to walk down the platform and back. As she stood, the hat and heavy veil wobbled. Using her reflection in the dusty window as a mirror, she readjusted the long hat pins. The hat more secure, she peered through the glass.

The platform bustled with activity. Fellow passengers came and went, dodging scattered trunks and carpet bags. The harried looking conductor strode by, a piece of paper in his hand and a pencil tucked behind his ear. A small boy in corduroy knickers trailed a large, hairy dog, the boy clutching a piece of twine attached to the dog's collar.

A telegraph office stood at the platform's west end near the panting engine. Standing in front of a row of round-topped steamer trunks, a man waited quietly beside theoffice. His coat and trousers were the color of bitter chocolate. A perfect match to his wide brimmed Stetson and western boots. A pair of saddle bags hung over one shoulder.

Leaving her coat draped across the seat, she lowered the black lace veil, then drew on her black kid gloves. Then picking up the small valise, she left the railroad car.

She walked along the platform, the warm summer air smelling of coal smoke and dust. As she neared the west end of the platform, she noticed the man she'd seen from the window. A growing commotion behind her caused her to turn. All down the platform, people scrambled and yelled, their shouts mingled with a dog's deep bark. A flash of tabby fur streaked past her skirt. The dog bumped her knees as he gallumped past.

Off balance, she stumbled backward. And into a solid, warm male body. Strong arms wrapped around her. Her flailing bag struck him, bringing a muffled exclamation. With a thud they came to rest against a steamer trunk. Turned sideways, she half-sat, half-lay over his long legs. She fought to regain her balance, thwarted by the slick silk of her skirts.

"Hold still, lady," he muttered as hitched her more securely over his lap. "I don't want to drop you."

Throwing her arms around his neck the bag she still held thumped into his back. Another exclamation, this one not so muttered, sounded in her ear.

With one arm about her shoulders, the other stretched across her lap grasping her hip, he kept her from sliding to the ground. For a few seconds, neither of them moved. She started to breathe again, inhaling a faint scent of leather, tobacco and shaving soap.

The masculine scents made her instantly aware of other factors--the intimacy of their position with her draped across his lap, the surrounding warmth of his arms and body. She loosened her grip around his neck and brought the bag back over his shoulder where it plopped to the ground. Unable to get her breath, she blamed the too-tight corset. "I ... I beg your pardon," she stammered.

Her hat dipped so far forward it practically sat on her nose. The pins pulled hurtfully at her hair. Not thinking, she reached to fix it and flipped back the veil. She glanced up and got a good look at her rescuer.

His hat gone, his gold-blond hair curled slightly where it lay too-long about his ears and collar. His muted green eyes widened in surprise. His gaze flicked from her face, to her hair, and back to her face. Julie's stomach dropped like a stone. She jerked the veil back into place.

Without the obscuring veil, she looked even younger than her twenty-one years, her hair a pale, but unmistakable, blonde. Not the gray-haired widow he'd obviously expected. "I do beg your pardon," she repeated. "I'm so sorry."

A grin tugged up one corner of his mouth, white teeth flashing under his blond mustache.

"I'm not," he replied.

Her heart jumped into her throat, reminding her of her scandalous position on his lap. She squared her shoulders, stiffening in his grasp. She swallowed her heart back to its proper place. "Please, sir," she said in her best touch-me-not voice.

His fabulous smile faded. "Yes, ma'am. Sorry."

Carefully, he loosened his grip, allowing her to slide from his lap. Once she'd regained her feet, he stood. For some reason she still couldn't catch her breath. She mentally dratted the corset for making her feel so breathless and light-headed.

After a second, he stooped to pick up his hat. Her gaze followed his movement and she spotted her valise tangled with his saddle bags. "Oh," she gasped.

He shot her a quick glance then extracted the small bag from the snarl of leather.

She twisted her hands together, resisting the impulse to grab for her bag.

"May I carry your bag?" the blond man asked as if to make amends. He gestured with the bag toward where passengers were re-boarding. His face showed a carefully neutral expression. But his green eyes reminded her of the waters of the Chesapeake in a storm. She didn't want to imagine what thoughts those eyes might hide.

"No," she stammered, "no, thank you." She couldn't even get a simple sentence out. When he handed her the valise, her hand brushed his strong, tan one. Even through her glove, Julie imagined the warmth of his touch. "Thank you," she murmured as she turned.

She concentrated on walking with as much dignity as possible as she returned down the platform. He had to be watching, for his gaze tingled between her shoulder blades. At last she regained the haven of the railroad car. Relief washed through her.

She took her seat but couldn't resist looking out the window. He still stood in front of the telegraph office, hat in hand, looking down the platform toward her railroad car. After a moment, he slapped the hat against his thigh before resettling it on his head.

"Al-l-l aaaa-board!" shouted the conductor.

The train whistle echoed with a 'toooo-too-toot!'

A loud clanking was followed by a sudden forward jerk. The whistle shrilled again. A series of short tugs became smooth forward movement. Through the window the train depot and platform began to slide away.

Don't look, she admonished herself. Her head remained straight forward, but her eyes crept toward the window as the telegraph office scrolled by.

Saddle bags resting near his booted feet, he scanned the train. His gaze seemed to penetrate the dusty window and her veil with no problem. His eyes held hers for a split second, making her breath catch. He briefly touched the brim of his hat and nodded as his figure slid past.

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  • Posted December 22, 2013

    Yes, this is another easy-to-read historical romance, but I have

    Yes, this is another easy-to-read historical romance, but I have to admit that I rather liked it. This is the second book I have read by Terry Blain, and I actually enjoyed this one more than the first (which doesn't make sense since this book is older, but that is just my preference). I found this book much more historical, and there was actually something happened that I did not see coming.

    Julie is an absolutely delightful character--your normal, typical, strong, old-fashioned woman. Though rather stereotypical, I truly found myself pulling for her. And her relationship with Wes does become somewhat complicated. It was interesting to discover that some of this book was actually true when it came to historical facts. That always resonates with me, and it makes me love the book even more.

    The profanity in the book was quite mild, but it was there. And the bedroom scene was a little more descriptive than what I like. But I will say that the romance did not strike me as being too sappy. Maybe a bit at times, but it seemed genuine and entertaining.

    This author has one of the easiest historical fiction read styles that I have read, and it is nice that you can pick the book up and have it finished in an evening. It does not require a lot of over-thinking, and your mind can even take a little vacation. Until Ms. Blain wakes it up!

    Yes, this is predictable, but it is nice and light for the end-of-the-summer read. If you like historical romances set in the West, this should appeal to you.

    I was sent a copy of this book in exchange for my honest review. I was not financially compensated, and all opinions are 100 percent mine.

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  • Posted August 27, 2012

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    Historical romance seems to be one of my weaknesses. It¿s not a

    Historical romance seems to be one of my weaknesses. It’s not a genre
    that’s usually particularly inspiring and often enough the books are set
    in England (or Scotland) but written in modern day American English,
    which bugs me to no end. I haven’t read very many historical anythings
    set in the Americas but I’ve been brought up around a grandmother who
    happens to be overly fond of westerns, so when I read the synopsis of
    this one I was intrigued. The American west in that period was still
    very much on the wild side and that sort of setting appeals to me,
    possibly because it’s such a far cry from anything to be found these
    days. The author managed to really capture the feel of the period for
    me. I felt transported. I could just imagine this little western town
    they were living in! It was obvious that she did a lot of research and
    went to great lengths to make her period feel authentic – research and
    great lengths that definitely paid off for me as the reader. It was
    also interesting to see the process of getting gold and silver from the
    ore and how the refineries (that might not be the correct word but it’s
    the only one coming to mind right now) were operated. There was a slight
    issue here, however, in that the information was too clumped for me. Wes
    gives Julie a tour of her uncle’s “refinery” and explains the processes
    to her, which is a good example of exposition through dialogue. My issue
    was that there was too much information too fast for me to really absorb
    it properly. It didn’t help that I was already tired and so a large
    amount of what is essentially nonfiction coming at me all at once felt
    more like a barrage of facts than part of the story. I understand what
    the author was doing, but my mind just couldn’t deal with it.
    Thankfully these “info dumps” were few and far between and I was able to
    really appreciate the intricate story that the author was weaving. As a
    historical romance it does, of course, focus mainly on the budding
    relationship between Wes and Julie but there’s enough going on around it
    to keep it well balanced. I didn’t feel completely swamped by just the
    relationship and it wasn’t love at first sight (though it was lust, but
    I’m happy with lust. Lust is normal). Wes being an undercover officer
    for Wells Fargo was also of particular interest. I have to admit that I
    didn’t even know there was such a thing as Wells Fargo; never mind what
    its role was. So I actually learnt bits of American history from reading
    this book! That’s something that always appeals to me in a book.

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  • Posted August 15, 2012

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    With a well thought out plot and characters, Ms. Blain pens &quo

    With a well thought out plot and characters, Ms. Blain pens "Colorado Silver, Colorado Gold". A wonderfully written historical romance that gets you from the first page. Recommended for everyone who loves romance and history.

    This review is based on a complimentary copy which was provided for an honest review.

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  • Posted August 1, 2012

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    Historical Romances are exciting, thrilling, and they can get yo

    Historical Romances are exciting, thrilling, and they can get your blood pumping as well as if you were running a mile. Terry Blain is a stupendous storyteller. You can tell from her attention of the smallest details to the historical facts she includes in her books that she absolutely loves what she does for a living.

    Colorado Silver, Colorado Gold is a wonderful love story about the struggles of early Western America and the triumphs the hero and heroine face together and individually. Juliette and Wes are characters that you can instantly fall in love with and continue to root for even after you are done reading. I was really sad to see the book come to a close but only because I wanted to know more of what those two might get into next.

    If you enjoy a wonderful love story wrapped in an early American setting then this is definitely the book for you. Once I started reading Ms. Blaine's book, I could not put it down! Enjoy!

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