McKettricks of Texas: Garrett [NOOK Book]

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Fast track up the political ladder, fast cars, fast women—that's Garrett McKettrick. Make that was. A scandal has brought him home to Blue River, Texas, a place where a man can slow down, take stock and plan his next move. Which doesn't include staying at the family ranch with his brothers. A city boy, Garrett doesn't think he has the land in his blood.

But Blue River has other attractions, like his former high school nemesis, Julie Remington. Now a striking woman, Julie comes ...

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Overview

Fast track up the political ladder, fast cars, fast women—that's Garrett McKettrick. Make that was. A scandal has brought him home to Blue River, Texas, a place where a man can slow down, take stock and plan his next move. Which doesn't include staying at the family ranch with his brothers. A city boy, Garrett doesn't think he has the land in his blood.

But Blue River has other attractions, like his former high school nemesis, Julie Remington. Now a striking woman, Julie comes complete with a four-year-old cowboy, a three-legged beagle and deep ties to the community. Good thing they have nothing in common…except their undeniable attraction and a future brighter than the Texas sun.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781459247239
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 6/15/2012
  • Series: McKettricks of Texas Series
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 28,001
  • File size: 680 KB

Meet the Author


The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is the author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels. Now living in Spokane, Washington, the “First Lady of the West” hit a career high when all three of her 2011 Creed Cowboy books debuted at #1 on the New York Times list. In 2007, the Romance Writers of America presented her their Lifetime Achievement Award. She personally funds her Linda Lael Miller Scholarships for Women. Visit her at www.lindalaelmiller.com.


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Garrett McKettrick wanted a horse under him—a fleet cow-pony like the ones bred to work the herds on the Silver Spur Ranch. But for now, anyway, the Porsche would have to do.

Because of the hour—it was a little after 3:00 a.m.—Garrett had that particular stretch of Texas highway all to himself. The moon and stars cast silvery shadows through the open sunroof and shimmered on the rolled-up sleeves of his white dress shirt, while a country oldie, with lots of twang, pounded from the sound system. Everything in him—from the nuclei of his cells outward—vibrated to the beat.

He'd left the tuxedo jacket, the cummerbund, the tie, the fancy cuff links, back in Austin—right along with one or two of his most cherished illusions.

The party was definitely over—for him, anyhow.

He should have seen it coming—or at least listened to people who did see it coming, specifically his brothers, Tate and Austin. They'd done their best to warn him.

Senator Morgan Cox, they'd said, in so many words and in their different ways, wasn't what he seemed.

Against his will, Garrett's mind looped back a few hours, and even as he sped along that straight, dark ribbon of road, another part of him relived the shock in excruciating detail.

Cox had always presented himself as a family man, in public and private. A corner of each of his hand-carved antique desks in both the Austin and Washington offices supported a small forest of framed photos—himself and Nan on their wedding day, himself and Nan and the first crop of kids, himself and Nan and more kids, some of whom were adopted and had special needs. Altogether, there were nine Cox offspring.

The dogs—several generations of golden retrievers, all rescued, of course—were pictured as well.

That night, with no warning at all, Garrett's longtime boss and mentor had arrived at an important fundraiser, held in a glittering hotel ballroom, but not with Nan on his arm—elegant, articulate, wholesome Nan, with her own pedigree as a former Texas governor's daughter. Oh, no. This powerful U.S. senator, a war hero, a man with what many people considered a straight shot at the White House, had instead escorted a classic bimbo, later identified as a twenty-two-year-old pole dancer who went by the unlikely name of Mandy Chante.

Before God, his amazed supporters, the press and, worst of all, Nan, the senator proceeded to announce that he and Mandy were soul mates. Kindred spirits. They'd been lovers in a dozen other lifetimes, he rhapsodized. In short, Cox explained from the microphone on the dais—his lover hovering earnestly beside him in a long, form-fitting dress rippling with ice-blue sequins, which gave her the look of a mermaid with feet—he hoped everyone would understand.

He had to follow his heart.

If only the senator's heart were the organ he was following, Garrett lamented silently.

One of those freeze-frame silences followed, vast and uncomfortable, turning the whole assembly into a garden of stone statues while several hundred people tried to process what they'd just heard Cox say.

Who was this guy, they were probably asking themselves, and what had he done with the Morgan Cox they all knew? Where, Garrett himself wondered, was the man who had given that stirring eulogy at the double funeral after Jim and Sally McKettrick, his folks, were killed a decade before?

The mass paralysis following Morgan's proclamation lasted only a few seconds, and Garrett was quick to shake it off. Automatically, he scanned the room for Nan Cox—his late mother's college roommate—and found her standing near the grand piano, alone.

Most likely, Nan, a veteran political wife, had been in transit between one conversational cluster and another when her husband dropped the bombshell. She was still smiling, in fact, and the effect was eerie, even surreal.

Like the true lady she was, however, Nan immediately drew herself up, made her way through friends and strangers, enemies and intimate confidants to step up to Garrett's side, link her arm with his and whisper, "Get him out of here, Garrett. Get Morgan out of here now, before this gets any worse."

Garrett glanced at the senator, who ignored his wife of more than three decades, the mother of his children, the flesh-and-blood, hurting woman he had just humiliated in a very public way, to gaze lovingly into the upturned face of his mistress. The mermaid's plump, glistening lower lip jutted out in a pout.

Cox patted the young woman's hand reassuringly then, acting as though she, not Nan, might have been traumatized.

The cameras came out, amateur and professional; a blinding dazzle surrounded the happy couple. Within a couple of minutes, some of that attention would surely shift to Nan.

"I'm getting you away first," Garrett told Nan, using his right arm to lock her against his side and starting for the nearest way out. As the senator's aide, Garrett had a lot of experience at running interference, and he always scoped out every exit in every venue in advance, just in case. Even the familiar ones, like that hotel, which happened to be the senator's favorite.

Nan didn't argue—not then, anyway. She kept up with Garrett, offered no protest when he hustled her through a corridor crowded with carts and wait-staff, then into a service elevator.

Garrett flipped open his cell phone and speed-dialed a number as they descended, Nan leaning against the elevator wall now, looking down at her feet, stricken to silence. Her beautifully coiffed silver hair gleamed in the fluorescent light.

The senator's personal driver, Troy, answered on the first ring, his tone cheerful. "Garrett? What's up, man?"

"Bring the car around to the back of the hotel," Garrett said. "And hurry."

Nan looked up, met Garrett's gaze. She was pale, and her eyes looked haunted, but the smile resting on her mouth was real, if slight. "You're probably scaring poor Troy to death," she scolded, putting a hand out for the cell phone.

Garrett handed it over just as they reached the ground floor, and Nan spoke efficiently into the mouthpiece.

"Troy? This is Mrs. Cox. Just so you know, there's no fire, and nobody's been shot or had a heart attack. But it probably is a good idea for me to leave the building, so be a dear and pick me up behind the hotel." A pause. "Oh, you are? Perfect. I'll explain in the car. Meanwhile, here's Garrett again."

With that, she handed the phone back to Garrett.

When he put it to his ear, he heard Troy suck in a nervous breath. "I'm outside the kitchen door, buddy," he said. "I'll take Mrs. Cox home and come straight back, in case you need some help."

"Excellent idea," Garrett said, as the elevator doors opened into the institution-sized kitchen.

The senator's wife smiled and nodded to a bevy of surprised kitchen workers as she and Garrett headed for the outside door.

True to his word, Troy was waiting in back, the rear passenger-side door of the sedan already open for Mrs. Cox.

He and Garrett exchanged glances as Nan slipped into the back seat, but neither of them spoke.

Troy closed her door, but she immediately lowered the window.

"My husband needs your help," she told Garrett quietly but firmly. "This is no time to judge him—there will be enough of that in the media."

"Yes, ma'am," Garrett answered.

Troy climbed behind the wheel again, and Garrett was already heading back through the kitchen door when they pulled away.

He strode to the service elevator, pushed the button and waited until it lumbered down from some upper floor.

When the doors slid open, there were the senator and the bimbo.

The senator blinked when he saw Garrett. He looked older somehow, and he was wearing his glasses. "There you are," he said. "I was wondering where you'd gotten to, young McKettrick. Nan, too. Have you seen my wife?"

Nan's remark, spoken only a minute or two before, echoed in Garrett's mind.

My husband needs your help.

And juxtaposed to that, the senator's oddly solicitous, Have you seen my wife?

Garrett made an attempt at a smile, but it felt like a grimace instead. He narrowed his eyes slightly, shot a glance at the mermaid and then faced the senator again. "Mrs. Cox is on her way home, sir," he said.

"I imagine she was upset," Cox replied, looking both regretful and detached.

"She's a lady, sir," Garrett answered evenly. "And she's behaving like one."

Cox gave a fond chuckle and nodded. "First, last and always, Nan is a lady," he agreed.

Beside him, the mermaid seethed, clinging a little more tightly to the senator's arm and glaring at Garrett.

Garrett glared right back. This woman, he decided, was no mermaid, and no lady, either. She was a barracuda.

"It would seem I haven't chosen the best time to break our news to the world, my dear," the senator said, patting his beloved's bejeweled and manicured hand in the same devoted way he'd done upstairs. "I probably should have told Nan in private."

Ya think? Garrett asked silently.

"You work for Senator Cox," said the barracuda, turning to Garrett, "not his wife. Why did you just go off and leave us—him—stranded like that? The reporters—"

Garrett folded his arms and waited.

"It was awful!" blurted the barracuda.

What had the woman expected? Champagne all around? Congratulatory kisses and handshakes? A romantic waltz with the senator while the orchestra played "Moon River"?

"Luckily," the senator told Garrett affably, as though there had been no outburst from the sequined contingent, "I remembered how often you and I had discussed security measures, and Mandy and I were able to slip away and find the nearest service elevator."

The corridor seemed to be closing in on Garrett. He undid his string tie and opened the top three buttons of his shirt. "Mandy?" he asked.

The senator laughed warmly. "Mandy Chante," he said, "meet Garrett McKettrick, my right-hand man."

"Mandy Chante," Garrett repeated, with no inflection at all.

Mandy's eyes blazed. "What are we supposed to do now?" she demanded.

"I guess that depends on the senator's wishes," Garrett said mildly. "Will you be going home to the ranch tonight, sir, or staying in town?"

Or maybe I could just drop you off at the nearest E.R. for psychiatric evaluation.

"I'm sure Nan will be at the condo," the senator mused. "Our showing up there could be awkward."

Awkward. Yes, indeed, Senator, that would be awkward.

Garrett cleared his throat. "Could I speak to you alone for a moment, sir?" he asked.

Mandy, with one arm already resting in the crook of the senator's elbow, intertwined the fingers of both hands to get a double grip. "Pooky and I have no secrets from each other," she said.

Pooky?

Garrett's stomach did a slow roll.

"Now, now, dear," Cox told Mandy, gently freeing himself fromher physical hold, at least. "Garrett means well, and you mustn't feel threatened." Addressing Garrett next, the older man added, "This is not a good time for a discussion. I'd rather not leave Mandy standing alone in this corridor."

"Sir—"

"Tomorrow, Garrett," the senator said. "You and I will discuss this tomorrow, in my office."

Garrett merely nodded, clamping his back teeth together.

"It's weird down here," Mandy complained, looking around. "Weird and spooky. Couldn't we get a suite or something?"

"That's a fine idea," Cox replied ebulliently. There was more hand-patting, and then the senator turned to face Garrett again. "You'll take care of that for us, won't you, Garrett? Book a suite upstairs, I mean? Under your own name, of course, and not mine."

"Sure," Garrett answered wearily, thinking of Nan and the many kids and the faithful golden retrievers. Pointing out to his employer that nobody would be fooled by the suite-booking gambit would probably be futile.

"Good," the senator said, satisfied.

"Do we have to wait here while he gets us a room, Pooky?" Mandy whined. "I don't like this place. It's like a cellar or something."

Cox smiled at her, and his tone was soothing. "The press will be watching the lobby for us," he said reasonably. "And we won't have to wait long, because Garrett will be quick. Won't you, Garrett?"

Bile scalded the back of Garrett's throat. "I'll be quick," he answered.

That was when he started wanting the horse under him. He wanted to hear hooves pounding over hard ground and breathe the clean, uncomplicated air of home.

Duty first.

He went upstairs, arranged for comfortable quarters at the reception desk, and called the senator's personal cell phone when he had a room number to give him.

"Here's Troy, back again," the senator said on the other end of the call, sounding pleased. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind escorting us up there. If you'd just get us some ice before you leave, Garrett—"

Garrett closed his eyes, refrained from pointing out that he wasn't a bellman, or a room service waiter. "Yes, sir," he said.

Fifteen minutes later, he and Troy descended together, in yet another service elevator. For a black man, Troy looked pale.

"Is he serious?" Troy asked.

Garrett sighed deeply, looking up and watching the digital numbers over the doors as they plunged. His tie was dangling; he tugged it loose from his shirt collar and stuffed it into the pocket of his tuxedo jacket. "It would seem so," he said.

"Mrs. Cox says the senator is having a mental breakdown, and we all have to stick by him," Troy said glumly, shaking his head. "She's sure he'll come to his senses and everything will be fine."

"Right," Garrett said, grimly distracted. He'd sprint around to the side parking lot once he and Troy were outside, climb into his Porsche, and head for home. In two hours, he could be back on the Silver Spur.

They were standing in the alley again when Troy asked, "Why do I get the feeling that this comes as a surprise to you?"

The question threw Garrett, at least momentarily, and he didn't answer.

Troy thumbed the fob on his key ring, and the sedan started up. "Get in, and I'll give you a lift to your car," he told Garrett, with a sigh.

Garrett got into the sedan. "You knew about Mandy and the senator?" he asked.

Troy shook his head again and gave a raspy chuckle. "Hell, Garrett," he said, "I drive the man's car. He's been seeing her for months."

Garrett closed his eyes. Tate had accused him once of having his head up his ass, as far as the senator's true nature was concerned. And he'd defended Morgan Cox, been ready to fight his own brother to defend the bastard's honor.

"What about Nan? Did she know, too?" Remembering the expression on her face earlier, in the ballroom, Garrett didn't think so.

"Maybe," Troy said. "She didn't hear it from me, though."

He drew the sedan to a stop behind Garrett's Porsche. News vans were pulling out on the other end of the lot, along with a stream of ordinary cars.

Film clips and sound bites were probably already running on the local channels.

Turn out the lights, Garrett thought dismally. The party's over.

The senator not only wouldn't be getting the presidential nomination, he'd be lucky if he wasn't forced to resign before he'd finished his current term in office.

All of which left Garrett himself up Shit's Creek, without a paddle.

He got out of the sedan and said goodnight to Troy.

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  • Posted June 30, 2010

    Mckettricks of Texas: Garrett

    I had a wonderful time savoring this story.

    Garrett was an interesting hero, though he was a bit naive thinking the best of people he admired and not seeing their foibles. However, none of us are omnipotent and he has a good heart. It was enlightening to see how his eyes were opened and how he responded to the different situations one they were.

    Our heroine Julie although she was attracted to Garrett was deliberate in her choice in pursuing a relationship with him. She is thinking of two things: She has a child to consider and he probably will be moving on. Is it enough to just live in the moment?

    The story was just the right mix of family interactions, romance and a little bit of danger and intrigue.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 15, 2010

    Could Have Been Better

    This was an interesting read for me because I did not care for the lead female character Julie. I cannot in good conscience call her the heroine. I found her annoying, a worry wart, and over protective of her child. One minute she's prim and proper the next her inner slut erupts, which came across as bi-polar to me. I could not figure out why Garrett would be interested in her, looks aside.

    I did enjoy the family theme and the concept of the McKettricks. Since this is the first book in this series I have read my curisoity about the family demands I give another in the series a try. Hopefully I won't be disappointed as I was with this book.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 11, 2010

    Good Story, But. . . .

    Others have described the story, so I won't repeat previous reviews. One reviewer did mention inconsistency with the brothers/sisters ages. For some reason when I read books inconsistencies really annoy me, and makes me wonder where is the editor? Besides this one, in another part of the story, the sisters are headed out for a day of wedding dress shopping. The whole family sits down to a huge breakfast before leaving. Two or so pages later it's mentioned that the sisters had planned to stop for breakfast on the road, and then do. Later in the book Libby invites Julie to a barbeque because Tate defrosted a lot of steak and she made a huge amount of potato salad. Several pages later (same day), they are all gathered at the Silver Spur for a chicken and mashed potato dinner cooked by the housekeeper.

    Misspellings, inconsistencies, different spellings of a character's name, these things distract from the story. At least for me anyway.

    Otherwise, it was a good story, a bit predictable, and as another reviewer mentioned, it took a while for the relationship to heat up.

    And for the reviewer who asked how a book can be reviewed before it's been released -- Harriet Klausner is a well know book critic. I'm sure she (and others) get their copies before the general public do.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 14, 2010

    I just love the McKettricks

    Linda Lael Miller has kept me entertained again, the story kinda follows the rest of the McKetrick stories but I never tire of them I hate waiting for the next two to follow I'm ready Now.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 9, 2010

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    fine ranch contemporary

    As Garrett McKettrick leaves Austin for his family spread the Silver Spur in Blue River, Texas, he knows his aspirations have been shattered to the bone marrow. His hero Senator Morgan Cox is embroiled in a nasty scandal that has nuked Garrett's beliefs and political dreams.

    He arrives to chaos as the family plans for Tate's wedding and someone is rustling their herd leaving cattle dead. However that is not what causes the chaos inside of Garrett's heart. High School teacher Julie Remington, her five years old son Calvin and his three legged dog Harry are staying at the ranch for her sibling's marriage to Tate. Garrett wants her and likes the young boy while the free spirit that Julie filed away to raise her offspring as a single mom (with sisters) surfaces at a time when Calvin's biological father Gordon Pruett arrives wanting to be part of the lad's life.

    The fascination behind the middle brother's tale is that most of the story line focuses on Julie with her fears of what Gordon wants and her sadness over bright student Rachel needing a job. Rachel's dad Mr. Strivens in one sentence adds realism about college for the impoverished families in hard times. Although the romance between Tate and Julie seem more off page than on, the McKettrick fans will enjoy this fine ranch contemporary and look forward to the next sibling's story.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted April 17, 2010

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    How does one write a review about a book that has not been released yet?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 27, 2012

    loved this series.

    I read all of her Nook books and thought they were all good. Love how the series includes updates and the people from the other books in the series.

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  • Posted October 18, 2011

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    Just keeps gettin better!

    This book gives defintion to the phrase " ALL AMERICAN COWBOY!" Garrett is a man who holds on to his values, and his manners that were taught to him by his parents. He is that man with that tough exterior, but is all heart and soul on the inside. Julie is a women who works hard to be a wonderful mother and teacher. Not to mention she tends to be the level headed of all the three sisters. I love her son Calvin. The story of how they all come together is surely one to remeber. So sit back, relax, and get lost in the wonderful world of the McKettrick brothers!

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  • Posted May 15, 2011

    Great easy read!

    I love that she included the characters from the first book and didn't leave you hanging with them. I can't wait to read the third book.

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  • Posted September 2, 2010

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    GREAT

    amazing thats all i have to say im on to the next book now AUSTIN

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  • Posted August 12, 2010

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    great series

    Great read for a triliogy. Restores my faith in love. Mushy

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  • Posted March 31, 2010

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    Good, but not great.

    3 1/2 stars

    This is the second in the McKettricks of Texas series. Garrett is the middle child with aspirations of being a politician and maybe even president. When his mentor, and the man he has idolized for years, becomes involved in a major scandal, Garrett takes off for the Silver Spur to figure things out.
    Julie Remington is the middle sister. She's always been the free-spirit and fun one. Now that she has been raising her 5-year-old son, Calvin, she is a little more subdued because of her concern for him.
    When Julie and Garrett begin to share time together, they find that even though they are very different, they do have some things in common that bring them together.

    I was only so-so on this book. I liked it well enough, but I didn't find myself really feeling the building of the relationship between Garrett and Julie. It focused a lot on Julie and not much on Garrett. What was focused on Garrett didn't seem to have enough depth. The time they spent together really didn't seem to have much depth. I was hoping for a little more romance and connection with them.

    I'm also a stickler for consistency. In Tate's book, specific ages and age differences were never mentioned for the siblings. In this book, it was noted that each set of siblings are 1 year apart and they are the same ages (28, 29, 30). This does not work with one statement in Tate's book about Libby & Tate's age differences, "When Libby was fifteen and Tate was seventeen." They could not be 2 years apart at any time--I could see 16 & 17, but not 15 & 17. Just a minor editing miss.

    It is not necessary to have read Tate's story, but it will add more to the story if you have read it. There is more lead-in to the next book about Austin and Paige. I have to admit that I am most interested in their story and hope that it lives up to the build up in the first two books.

    I received this book from netgalley.com.

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