Mighty Quinns: Teague (Harlequin Blaze #482) [NOOK Book]

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For veterinarian Teague Quinn, life in the outback is pretty predictable…until his first love—his forbidden love!—Hayley Fraser, comes home and shakes things up. And nothing gets more rattled than Teague's libido….

Teague had been Hayley's childhood sweetheart. But there's nothing boyish about the sexy Aussie now. He's grown to be everything Hayley ever wanted in a man. Unfortunately, Teague's also a Quinn, and the feud between their families ...

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Overview

For veterinarian Teague Quinn, life in the outback is pretty predictable…until his first love—his forbidden love!—Hayley Fraser, comes home and shakes things up. And nothing gets more rattled than Teague's libido….

Teague had been Hayley's childhood sweetheart. But there's nothing boyish about the sexy Aussie now. He's grown to be everything Hayley ever wanted in a man. Unfortunately, Teague's also a Quinn, and the feud between their families is still going strong.

No way can they act on their attraction. Because getting a Quinn and a Fraser together is just asking for trouble….

The most irresistible kind of trouble!

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781426835483
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 7/1/2009
  • Series: Harlequin Blaze Series , #482
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 487,741
  • File size: 141 KB

Meet the Author

Kate began reading romance in 1979 when she picked up a copy of Kathleen Woodiwiss's Ashes in the Wind. She read the book from cover to cover in one very long night and was immediately hooked on the genre.

The next morning, she was standing at the door to her local Waldenbooks and when they opened, she hurried inside and asked for everything else written by Woodiwiss. At the same time, she found wonderful books by Rosemary Rogers, Laurie McBain, and Jennifer Blake.

Nearly 10 years later, while working as an advertising copywriter, Kate decided to try writing a romance of her own. After a history of interesting jobs in teaching, retailing, advertising, and nonprofit work, she was determined to add romance author to that list.

After numerous failed attempts over three years, Kate decided to forget writing historical romance and turned to category romance. Six months later, her first story, A Vagabond Heart, was finished. A year later, Harlequin bought the book after Kate won the national 1992 Harlequin Temptation contest. The book was published in 1993 as Indecent Exposure.

Her dream of adding romance writer to her resume came true and in December of 1993 she turned off her alarm clock, shredded her pantyhose, and became a full-time writer. Since then, Kate has written numerous books for Temptation, Weddings by DeWilde, Harlequin anthologies, Love and Laughter, and Duets.

Kate lives in southeastern Wisconsin in a cozy little house in a picturesque village. Two cats also live with her—Tansing, a grumpy Himalayan, and Tibriz, a tortie Persian mix that she rescued from an animal shelter. She enjoys gardening, golf, reading,andromantic movies.

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The dust from the dirt road billowed out behind Teague's Range Rover. He glanced at the speedometer, then decided the suspension could take a bit more abuse. Adding pressure to the accelerator, he fixed his gaze down the rutted road.

He'd finished his rounds and had just landed on the Kerry Creek airstrip when the phone call had come in. Doc Daley was in the midst of a tricky C-section on Lanie Pittman's bulldog at the Bilbarra surgery, and needed him to cover the call. It was only after Teague asked for details that he realized his services might not be welcomed. The request had come from Wallaroo Station.

The Frasers and the Quinns had been at it for as long as he could remember, their feud igniting over a piece of disputed land—land that contained the best water bore on either station.

In the outback, water was as good as gold and it was worth fighting for. Cattle and horses couldn't survive without it, and without cattle or horses the family station wasn't worth a zack. Teague wasn't sure how or why the land was in dispute after all these years, only that the fight never seemed to end. His grandfather had fought the Frasers, as had his father, and now, his older brother, Callum.

But all that would have to be forgotten now that he was venturing into enemy territory. He had come to help an animal in distress. And if old man Fraser refused his help, well, he'd give it anyway.

As Teague navigated the rough road, his thoughts spun back nearly ten years, to the last time he'd visited Wallaroo. He felt a stab of regret at the memory, a vivid image of Hayley Fraser burned into his brain.

It had been the most difficult day of his life. He'd been heading off into abrand-new world—university in Perth, hundreds of miles from the girl he loved. She'd promised to join him the moment she turned eighteen. They'd both get part-time jobs and they'd attend school together. He hadn't known that it was the last time he'd ever see her.

For weeks afterward, his letters had gone unanswered. Every time he rang her, he ended up in an argument with her grandfather, who refused to call her to the phone. And when he finally returned during his term break, Hayley was gone.

Even now, his memories of her always spun back to the girl she'd been at seventeen and not the woman she'd become. That woman on the telly wasn't really Hayley, at least not the Hayley he knew.

The runaway teenager with the honey-blond hair and the pale blue eyes had ended up in Sydney. According to the press, she'd been "discovered" working at a T-shirt shop near Bondi Beach. A month later, she'd debuted as a scheming teenage vixen on one of Australia's newest nighttime soap operas. And seven years later, she was the star of one of the most popular programs on Aussie television.

He'd thought about calling her plenty of times when he'd visited Sydney. He'd been curious, wondering if there would be any attraction left between them. Probably not, considering she'd dated some of Australia's most famous bachelors—two or three footballers, a pro tennis player, a couple of rock stars and more actors than he cared to count. No, she probably hadn't thought of Teague in years.

As he approached the homestead, Teague was stunned at the condition of the house. Harry Fraser used to take great pride in the station, but it was clear that his attitude had changed. Teague watched as a stooped figure rose from a chair on the ramshackle porch, dressed in a stained work shirt and dirty jeans. The old man's thick white hair stood on end. Teague's breath caught as he noticed the rifle in Harry's hand.

"Shit," he muttered, pulling the Range Rover to a stop. Drawing a deep breath, he opened the window. His reflexes were good and the SUV was fast, but Harry Fraser had been a crack shot in his day. "Put the gun down, Mr. Fraser."

Harry squinted. "Who is that? State your name or get off my property."

"I'm the vet you sent for," Teague said, slowly realizing that Harry couldn't make him out. His eyesight was clearly failing and they hadn't spoken in so many years there was no way Harry would recognize his voice. "Doc Daley sent me. He's in the middle of a surgery and couldn't get away. I'm… new."

Harry lowered the rifle, then shuffled back to his chair. "She's in the stable," he said, pointing feebly in the direction of one of the crumbling sheds. "It's colic. There isn't much to do, I reckon." He waved the gun at him. "I'm not payin' you if the horse dies. Got that?"

They'd discuss the fee later, after Harry had been disarmed and Teague had a chance to examine the patient. He steered the Range Rover toward the smallest of the old sheds, remembering that it used to serve as the stables on Wallaroo. Besides that old shack on the border between Wallaroo and Kerry Creek, the stables had been one of their favorite meeting places, a spot where he and Hayley had spent many clandestine hours exploring the wonders of each other's bodies.

Teague pulled the truck to a stop at the wide shed door, then grabbed his bag and hopped out. The shed was in worse condition than the house. "Hullo!" he shouted, wondering if there were any station hands about.

To his surprise, a female voice replied. "Back here. Last stall."

He strode through the empty stable, each stall filled with moldering straw. A rat scurried in front of him and he stopped and watched as it wriggled through a hole in the wall. While the rodent startled him, it was nothing compared to the shock he felt when he stepped inside the stall.

Hayley Fraser knelt beside a horse lying on a fresh bed of straw. She was dressed in a flannel shirt and jeans, the toes of her boots peaking out beneath the ragged hems of her pant legs. They stared at each other for a long time, neither one of them able to speak. It wasn't supposed to be like this, Teague thought, his mind racing. He'd always imagined they'd meet on a busy street or in a restaurant.

Suddenly, as if a switch had been flipped, she blinked and pointed to the horse. "It's Molly," she said, her voice wavering. "I'm pretty sure she has colic. I don't know what else to do. I can't get her up."

Teague stepped past Hayley and bent down next to the animal. The mare was covered with sweat and her nostrils were flared. He stepped aside as the horse rolled, a sign that Hayley's diagnosis was probably right. Teague stood and reached into the feed bin, grabbing a handful of grain and sniffing it. "Moldy," he said, turning to Hayley.

"I got here last night," she explained, peering into the grain bin. "When I came in this morning she was like this."

"She might have an impaction. How long has she been down?"

"I don't know," Hayley said. "I found her like this at ten this morning."

Teague drew a deep breath. Colic in horses was tricky to treat. It could either be cured in a matter of hours or it could kill the horse. "We need to get her up. I'll give her some pain medication, then we'll dose her with mineral oil and see if that helps."

"What if it doesn't?" Hayley asked. "What about surgery?"

Teague shook his head. "I can't do surgery here. And the nearest equine surgical facility is at the university in Brisbane."

"I don't care what it costs," she said, a desperate edge to her voice. "I don't care if I need to charter a jet to fly her there. I'll do whatever it takes."

He chuckled softly at the notion of putting the horse on a jet. "We'll cross that fence when we come to it," Teague murmured. "Help me get her up."

It took them a full ten minutes of tugging and prodding and slapping and shouting before Molly struggled to her feet, her eyes wild and her flanks trembling. The moment she got up, she made another move to go down and Teague shouted to distract her, slapping her on the chest and pushing her out of the stall.

He handed the lead to Hayley. "Keep her walking, don't let her go down again. I've got to fetch some supplies."

Teague ran toward the stable door, then glanced over his shoulder to see Hayley struggling with the mare. Thank God they had this to focus on, he mused. It was difficult enough seeing her again without demanding answers to his questions and explanations for her behavior.

He opened up the tailgate on the Range Rover and searched through the plastic bins until he found a bag of IV fluid, which he shoved in his jacket pocket. He took a vial of Banamine from the case of medication. Then he grabbed the rest of the supplies he needed—a hypodermic, IV tubing, a nasogastric tube and a jug of mineral oil—and put everything into a wooden crate.

When he got back to the stable, he saw Hayley kneeling on the dirty concrete floor with Molly lying beside her.

She looked up, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I couldn't stop her. She just went down."

Teague set the crate on a nearby bale of straw, then gently helped Hayley to her feet. In all the years he'd known her, he'd never seen Hayley cry. Not a single tear, not even when she'd fallen from her horse or scraped her knee. He'd never thought much about it until now, but it must have taken a great deal of strength to control her emotions for so long.

"Don't worry," he said, giving her hands a reassuring squeeze. "We'll get her up."

Then he brushed the pale hair from her eyes, his thumbs damp from her tears. It had been so long since he'd touched her, so many years since he'd looked into those eyes. But it seemed like only yesterday. All the old feelings were bubbling up inside him. His instinct to protect her had kicked in the moment he looked into her eyes and he found himself more worried about Hayley than the horse.

Teague didn't bother to think about the consequences before kissing her. It was the right thing to do, a way to soothe her fears and stop her tears. He bent closer and touched his lips to hers, gently exploring with his tongue until she opened beneath the assault.

Cupping her face in his hands, he molded her mouth to his, stunned by the flood of desire racing through him. They were teenagers again, the two of them caught up in a heady mix of hormones they couldn't control and emotions they didn't understand.

He drew back and smiled. "Better?" Hayley nodded mutely and Teague looked down at the horse. "Then let's get to work."

It was as if the kiss had focused their thoughts and strengthened their bond. Though he wanted to kiss her again, he had professional duties to dispatch first. And saving Molly was more important than indulging in desire. They managed to get the horse on her feet again and pushed her up against a wall to keep her still as Teague inserted the IV catheter into her neck. Drawing out a measure of the painkiller, he injected it into the IV bag.

"There. She should start feeling a little better. Once she does, we'll dose her with mineral oil. If it's an impaction, that should help."

They walked back and forth, the length of the stable, both of them holding on to Molly's halter. At each turn, he took the time to glance over at her, letting his gaze linger.

Without all the slinky clothes and the fancy makeup and hair, she didn't look anything like a television star. She looked exactly like the fresh-faced girl he used to kiss and touch, the first girl he'd ever had sex with and the last girl he'd ever loved. Teague clenched his free hand into a fist, fighting the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her again.

"So you got home yesterday," he said.

Hayley nodded, continuing to stare straight ahead. He could read the wariness in her expression. If she was feeling half of what he was, then her heart was probably pounding and her mind spinning with the aftereffects of the kiss they'd shared.

"I've seen you on telly. You've become quite a good actress." This brought a smile, a step in the right direction, Teague thought. "I heard you won some award?"

"A Logie award. And I didn't win. I've been nominated three times. Haven't won yet."

"That's good, though, right? Nominated is good. Better than not being nominated."

"It's a soap opera," she said. "It's not like I'm doing Shakespeare with the Royal Queensland."

"But you could, if you wanted to, right?"

Hayley shook her head. "No, I don't have any formal training. They hired me on Castle Cove because I looked like the part. Not because I could act."

He wanted to ask why she had decided to run away from home. And why she hadn't come to him as they'd always planned. Teague drew a deep breath, then stopped. Molly had settled down, her respiration now almost normal. "See, she's feeling better," he said, smoothing his palm over the horse's muzzle. "That's the thing with colic. One minute the horse is close to death and the next she's on the mend. Have you ever twitched a horse?"

Hayley shook her head. "I don't want you to do that. It will hurt her."

"It looks painful, but it isn't if it's done properly. It's going to release endorphins and it will relax Molly so she won't fight the tube."

"All right," she said, nodding. "I trust you."

Three simple words. I trust you. But they meant the world to him. After all that had happened between them, and all that hadn't, maybe things weren't so bad after all.

As they tended to Molly, they barely spoke, Teague calmly giving her instructions when needed. Hayley murmured softly to keep her calm, smoothing her hand along Molly's neck. Once the mineral oil was pumped into the horse's stomach, Teague removed the tube and the twitch and they began to walk her again.

"She is feeling better," Hayley said. "I can see it already." She looked over at him. "Thank you."

Teague saw the tears swimming in her eyes again and he fought the urge to gather her into his arms and hold her. The mere thought of touching her was enough to send a flood of heat pulsing through his veins.

He'd kiss Hayley again, only this time it wouldn't be to soothe her fears, but to make her remember how good it had been between them. And how good it could be again.

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  • Posted October 14, 2011

    Satisfying

    The Mighty Quinns: Riley is a perfect example of a Harlequin Blaze book: gorgeous characters, steamy sex, and sexual attraction that overwhelms the characters and causes them to do things they normally wouldn't do.

    One look at Riley, the hot guy who is supposed to drive her to her vacation rental house, has super-organized, kind of persnickety, schedule-every-minute and budget-every-dime research librarian Nan Galvin chucking her plans and heading to bed with the guy she's just met.

    Riley and Nan's relationship is fast and furious-a steamy vacation fling. It should fit carefree musician Riley's personality more than Nan's, but oddly enough it turns out to be the other way around. I understood Riley's switch, but never really bought Nan's.

    What this book lacks in realistic character motivation on Nan's part, it makes up for in sexual chemistry. These two can't get enough of each other and the book is hot, hot, hot. If you're looking for a potato chip book--quick and spicy; not quality calories but still very satisfying--The Mighty Quinns: Riley is one to choose.
    Originally posted at the Long and Short of It Romance Reviews

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  • Posted September 5, 2011

    romance inIreland

    I had fun watching Nan & Riley fall in love in 10 days. Nan came over from Wisconsin to Ireland to find Carey who had for years wrote letters back and forth to her mom. Nan's mom died when she was 8 and was sick two years before that. Her father died last year.
    So Nan thought she could learn about her mom through Carey. Nan is a librarian at University.
    Riley runs the family bar in summer while his parents travel. Riley is also a songwriter and singer with his own band.
    Nan found out why she had so unusual name Tiernan. She did find a picture of her mom in Riley's pub. Ireland does sound fun to visit. Nan learns and grows a lot and thinks it will be so hard to leave Ireland.
    Even though it has a lot of the same things in them that a lot of books set in Ireland do family pub. family of artists of one kind or another, cemetary and sheep ect. It still was a good fast romance and a lot of making love scenes.
    I look forward to reading about Riley's brothers. I was given this ebook in exchange for honest review.

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  • Posted August 30, 2011

    Fall in love with a QUINN!

    I love the Quinn stories! They're fun loving men who know how to show a girl a good time! This book, for that matter, the whole series will not disappoint!

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  • Posted August 9, 2009

    The Mighty Quinns Teague

    This was an interesting story that intertwines with his brothers Callum and Broady. This book is a good read as a stand alone book, or read with the other two books in the series, it is a good compliment. Set in the Australian outback on a cattle station, the setting is unique. Ms Hoffman gives a good description of the country. Her dialogue among the characters is great because she uses Australian slang, intertwined with the characters from America and Europe. This makes for misunderstandings and great dialogue. I especially like the covers -where hunks abound. I would recommend reading this book as a good summer read while on vacation.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 3, 2007

    WOW! HOT HOT HOT

    The Quinns are such a hot clan and in the last of these three boys books you know why.... They are so sexy.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Entertaining contemporary romantic suspense

    Conor Quinn grew up as the oldest boy in an all male household in South Boston. When his dad was away earning their keep as a fisherman, Conor ruled the roost taking care of his five brothers. Years later, Conor still takes care of others as a highly regarded, but not always by the book Boston police officer. <P>However, Conor expects his latest assignment to be boring. He must protect a witness who does not want protecting. Olivia Farrell and her partner had run one of the top antiques dealerships, Ford-Farrell. However, the capital her partner provided came from illegal connections, leaving the business in trouble as the DA examines the books and dissects every inch of Olivia¿s past and present life. The protection is needed because she is a key witness in a murder case. While Conor needs to protect people, Olivia hates feeling hopeless. With that as a backdrop, love may have entered the relationship, but should not be enough to cement the Mighty Quinn and the invincible antique dealer. <P>The first tale of the Quinn saga, CONOR, is a taut romantic suspense work that stars two characters that need one another, but conflict over what is needed. The story line is exciting though having a ¿mole¿ in the police department selling out Conor and Olivia add suspense, but seems quite trite. Still, the cast make Kate Hoffman¿s opening act a winner that will send the audience seeking the next Quinn sibling story and question why only three not six novels. <P>Harriet Klausner

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