Getting Lucky

Getting Lucky

by Stacy Finz

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A Nugget Romance

Fortune favors the bold...
In Nugget, California, a tiny town tucked into the Sierra Nevada mountains, luck is what you make it, and love is never far behind...

From his humble beginnings in Nugget, Lucky Rodriguez has become a champion on the rodeo circuit, truly living up to his name in every regard. But when he returns home, he gets something success can't buy: a daughter he never knew he had. And the girl's mother, an old friend he has hasn't thought about since, now touches his heart like no buckle bunny ever could.

Tawny Wade hasn't always had luck on her side. She fell for a boy she couldn't have, lost her parents too young, and now her daughter needs a transplant she can't provide. But if Lucky is a stem cell match, all that could change. The trouble is, Lucky's got a past in Nugget that makes him off-limits as anything more than a donor for her daughter. And yet, Tawny's never stopped loving the man who now holds her family's fate in his cowboy-callused hands...

Praise For Stacy Finz

“Finz is a unique new voice. Nugget, California is a charming small town filled with inventive characters and sweet romance."--Jill Shalvis, New York Times bestselling author of the Lucky Harbor Series

"Tender and touching, Stacy Finz writes romance with heart."--Marina Adair, #1 National bestselling author of Summer in Napa

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781616509217
Publisher: Kensington
Publication date: 11/10/2015
Series: A Nugget Romance , #5
Sold by: Penguin Random House Publisher Services
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 62,219
File size: 436 KB

About the Author

Stacy Finz is an award-winning reporter for the San Francisco Chronicle. After twenty years-plus covering notorious serial killers, naked-tractor-driving farmers, fanatical foodies, aging rock stars and weird Western towns, she figured she had enough material to write fiction. She is the 2013 winner of the Daphne du Maurier Award.

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Getting Lucky

By Stacy Finz


Copyright © 2015 Stacy Finz
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ISBN: 978-1-61650-922-4


"Come back here!" Lucky propped up on both elbows and watched Raylene shimmy into her denim skirt. "What's the rush?"

"I promised my parents I'd be back in time for dinner."

Lucky reached over and grabbed his watch off the nightstand. "It's still early."

"I have to shower and change," she said, pulling a minuscule tank top over her head.

"Shower here." With me.

Raylene scanned the single-wide trailer, and Lucky could've sworn she grimaced. Granted, it wasn't fancy — a tin can, really, with a few pieces of shabby furniture Lucky had rummaged from some of the outbuildings on his property. But he got the bed new and the place was clean. And temporary. Pretty soon his construction crew would finish converting one of the bunkhouses into his office and private quarters.

"It's best if I get home before anyone sees me in this." Raylene looked down at the miniskirt that barely covered the dental floss she called underwear and pulled on her cowboy boots.

The slutty getup might've gotten him off with the buckle bunnies he typically consorted with, but not Raylene. On her it didn't sit right with him. It made her seem cheap.

"Don't you think it's time to take us public?" Lucky swung his legs over the side of the bed, found his Levi's on the floor, and shoved them on, buttoning the fly. Next, he tugged on his ropers.

"We've been over this, Lucky."

"Yeah, well, I'm tired of all this sneaking around." He'd loved the woman since middle school, and was getting weary of the clandestine bootie calls. Sometime soon he'd like to take her on an actual date.

"I don't want Butch to find out while we're still hashing out the settlement. Besides, there's my father and your mother to consider."

Neither would be happy that Lucky and Raylene were seeing each other. A lot of bad blood between the two families.

Raylene pushed Lucky back onto the bed and straddled his lap with her long, tanned legs. "Try to be patient, baby. For me." She pouted prettily and then kissed him until he was snaking his hands under her top, reaching for the good stuff. "I've gotta go, Lucky."

"Ten more minutes." He moaned, hard as rock.

"Uh-uh. Daddy'll be home soon."

"For Christ's sake, Raylene, you're twenty-eight years old. A grown woman."

"You know how he is."

Yeah, Lucky knew Raylene's old man. A prick and a bigot. "Then go now. Because in another minute I'll have you on your back."

She giggled, reminding Lucky of their teens, when she used to flirt with him mercilessly. Of course, then she'd been dating Zachary Baze, captain of the football team.

"When's the divorce final?" he asked as she wiggled off of him.

"I'm not sure. Butch is being difficult."

"What the hell does he have to be difficult about? He was screwing your best friend."

She put her finger over his mouth. "Shush. I don't want to talk about it."

"Well, I don't like it, Raylene." He wagged his hands between the two of them. "Going behind everyone's back ... It feels slimy."

"What do you want me to do, Lucky? Divorces take time. Colorado isn't California."

Lucky didn't know anything about the legalities of divorce in either state, but for the life of him he didn't understand what the holdup was. Raylene and Butch had been legally separated for months now. "I want this to be good between us. I want it to be right."

She bent down and kissed him again. "It is good between us. And nothing has ever felt more right."

"Yeah?" He stood up and wrapped her in his arms. "God, I love you, Raylene."

"I love you too. But if I don't get home ..."

"Go then," he said, patting her bottom. "When can I see you again?"

"Mama and I are taking a shopping trip to San Francisco this weekend. As soon as I get back."

"While you're there, get some clothes that cover you," he said, staring at her ass — the same bubble butt that had filled those itty-bitty uniforms she'd worn while cheering for Nugget High.

She bent over, letting her denim skirt ride up, giving him more than just a view of her behind.

He dove for her, but Raylene darted away, laughing.

"They've got a name for girls like you."

"Oh yeah, what's that?" Raylene rucked up her tank top, making a big show of fondling the double D's Butch had bought her. Apparently, the man hadn't thought his wife's natural breasts were big enough. Lucky had liked them just fine.

"I'm going now," Raylene said, putting on one last peep show of her nether regions before racing out the door of the single-wide.

A couple of ranch hands were sitting on the fence, taking a break. Lucky shot them a dirty look when they gaped at Raylene like she was a hooker.

"Call me when you get back, you hear?" he shouted. Raylene hopped up into her truck and peeled off.

The girl had gone a little wild, but Lucky chalked it up to Butch keeping her on a string. She just needed a good man to give her the proper love and respect she deserved.

Lucky's phone vibrated inside his back pocket. Fishing it out, he checked the display and answered when he saw it was his agent.

"Hey, Pete."

"How's the cowboy camp shaping up?"

"It's coming along. I'd hoped to have it up and running by now. But we've run into a few glitches. Nothing insurmountable, though." After ten years on the road, living out of hotels, Lucky had purchased the property with plans to come home and settle here. As fate would have it, Raylene had come home too.

"That's good," Pete said. "Hey, I just wanted to give you a heads-up. A reporter for Sports Illustrated is interested in doing a profile on you before the world finals. I know you said you want to lie low for a while to recoup from that fall you took in Billings and to focus on your new business. But this sounds like a great opportunity."

Lucky scratched his head. "Maybe I could give him an hour over the phone." Not too many pro bull riders made it into the pages of Sports Illustrated.

"That's the thing. He heard about your cowboy camp and how you're raising rodeo stock up there in the California Sierras, and wants to come up and spend some time with you. He seems to think this new enterprise of yours is a good hook for his story."

"First of all, it's the Sierra. Singular. It means mountain range in Spanish." People were always getting it wrong. "How long would he need? Because, Pete, it's September. I was supposed to open a few months ago. If I want to get this camp off the ground, I don't have a lot of time for schmoozing with a reporter."

"I know. But, hey, being featured in Sports Illustrated ... you can't get better publicity than that."

True that. "Yeah. All right. When does he want to come?"

"I'll check with him and get back to you. Is there a place for him to stay or should I tell him to book a room in Reno?"

"We've got a five-star inn in downtown Nugget. The Lumber Baron. Besides, Reno is a good forty-five-minute drive."

"Let me get a pen. I want to write that down." In the background, Lucky could hear Pete digging through things. "What's the hotel called again?"

"The Lumber Baron. Hold a sec and I'll get you a contact." Lucky searched his phone and ticked off the bed-and-breakfast's number to Pete.

"Great. I'll let him know and will talk to you soon." Pete ended the call.

Lucky needed the distraction of a reporter like he needed a hole in the head. Ordinarily, he never shied away from the press, loving the attention. But he was way behind schedule. Once the snow came — which could be any day now — it would slow construction. The bunkhouses still needed to be winterized and as it turned out, the lodge, which he'd originally thought to be in good shape, needed all kinds of electrical work. Then there was the fact that most city folk didn't want to ride, rope, or wrestle steers in the freezing cold. Lucky hoped to attract Silicon Valley executives interested in using the ranch for corporate team building.

At least in future winters he and the owners of the Lumber Baron planned to team up on various ventures. The inn's event planner, Samantha Dunsbury — now Breyer — wanted to rent out Lucky's cowboy camp for weddings and other functions where the guests could indulge in their warped vision of ranch life — hayrides and barn dances. It wasn't exactly the rough-and-tumble cowboy camp he'd envisioned, but it would help pay some of the overhead on the ranch. Right now it was paid for with Lucky's winnings from professional bull riding. But at twenty-nine, this would be his last year.

He wasn't getting those ninety- and ninety-five-point rides like he used to. Not with the bulls getting tougher every year. Not when he had a couple of inches of height and thirty to forty pounds on the average bull rider. He'd never been built right for the sport, but he'd had youth and vigor on his side. Now there were younger and stronger contenders.

Lucky planned on the cowboy camp being his next chapter. That and raising prime rodeo stock. So far, though, bull riding, despite the broken bones and bruises, was still paying the bills. He gazed across the ranch, a defunct camp used by church organizations, clubs, and schools for retreats. The place was still in a shambles and nowhere close to welcoming guests.

But when he finally got the cowboy camp off the ground, a Sports Illustrated story would be good for business. Pete was right. Lucky couldn't buy better advertising than that.

On his way to the lodge, a massive stack-stone and timber-log building that would serve as the camp's combination mess hall and cantina, an old Jeep Cherokee crawled down his road. He didn't recognize it as belonging to one of his workers. Then again, there were so many of them swarming the place, who could keep their vehicles straight?

Lucky stood to the side of the single-wide, out of sight, shielding his eyes from the sun, as a woman climbed out of the driver's seat. She headed to the trailer door and knocked. He continued to watch her, debating whether to see what she wanted or to scoot on up to the lodge. Occasionally, overzealous fans — usually women — showed up on his doorstep uninvited. Crazy as it was, just being on ESPN was enough to bring all kinds out of the woodwork.

Today, he wasn't in the mood to send one of them packing. But the lady didn't strike him as a groupie. Her clothes were too conservative, for one thing: a skirt that hit midcalf and a nice blouse. It was her boots, though, that caught his attention. Even from yards away he could tell they were quality. Not gaudy, but definitely expensive. And a good chance, custom-made. Not what you would expect from someone driving a beater car.

His curiosity got the better of him and he made his presence known. "Can I help you?"

She jerked up, like he'd caught her off guard, then just stood there staring up at him.

Finally, he stuck out his hand. "Lucky Rodriguez. Were you looking for me?"

The woman shuffled her feet in the dirt and cleared her throat. "You don't remember me, do you?"

"No, ma'am. Should I?"

She didn't say anything, just let her eyes drop to those elegant boots of hers. "Donna Thurston said you lived here now."

He nodded. It wasn't a secret that he'd purchased the old Roland camp and had moved back to Nugget, even if Donna was the biggest mouth in town.

"Could we go inside?" she asked.

Lucky hesitated, but the woman didn't look particularly threatening. Hell, soaking wet she couldn't weigh more than a hundred twenty pounds. There was something desperate about her though, like maybe she was looking for work. "Yeah, come on in."

The door to his bedroom was open and the bed showed signs of his and Raylene's recent lovemaking. He motioned to a ratty plaid couch and the woman took a seat while he chose the chair across from her.

"How can I help you, Miss ...?"


Something about her rang a vague bell with him. But after a few seconds of searching his brain, Lucky couldn't place the name.

She stared down at her hands, which were locked together like a fist.

"Would you like a drink?" Lucky asked.

"Water would be nice."

He got up, hunted through his cupboards for a decent glass, filled it from the tap, and brought it to her.

"Thanks." When she looked up he noticed that her eyes were green. They too sparked an elusive memory, but he still couldn't quite pinpoint it.

She was pretty enough that if they'd crossed paths he would've remembered. The boots too. On closer inspection, Lucky thought they were some of the finest leatherwork he'd ever seen. Lots of hand-tooled flowers and a monogram. As a world-champion bull rider, Lucky knew good boots when he saw them. And those must've cost a boatload. Strange, because she gave off the vibe that she was down on her luck. Sad. And tired.

"So what can I do for you, Miss Tawny?"

"Just Tawny," she said. "Tawny's my first name."

Didn't tawny mean orange or brown? The thought popped into his head that her name should've been Jade, and again he got the distinct impression that he knew her from somewhere. He watched, waiting for her to state her business, then grew impatient when she just sat there.

"You looking for work, Tawny?"

She jerked her head in surprise. "No. Why would you think that?"

Clearly, he'd insulted her, though he didn't know why. Nothing shameful about needing work. Until Lucky had made it big riding the rodeo circuit, he took any job that came his way, to put food on the table. His mother's wages working at the Rock and River Ranch had never been enough.

"Unless you're looking for rodeo stock, I can't imagine what else I could do for you," he said.

"My daughter needs a stem cell transplant," she blurted. "I need your stem cells."

Lucky registered surprise. That was a new one.

As a high-profile athlete, he'd been asked for a good many things. Autographs, pictures, bull-riding lessons, and yes, even bodily fluids. But never once had anyone requested his cells. The woman was clearly a nut job. He rose from his chair, walked to the door, and held it open for her.

He wanted to tell her to have Donna lose his address, but tried to remain as polite as possible. "I think you've got the wrong cowboy, ma'am."

She didn't budge. "I'll go to your mother then."

"My mother? What does she have to do with this?" Where the hell did this broad get off?

"Katie has acute myeloid leukemia," Tawny said, and her bottom lip trembled. "The chemotherapy didn't work. The radiation didn't work and the cancer is back. You're my only hope."

Lucky stood by the door, wondering if she was just trying to scam him for money. She certainly wouldn't be the first. But his earlier assessment that she was crazy seemed more on the mark.

"How's that?" he asked, unable to help himself.

"Your HLA antigens have the best chance of matching Katie's."

Oh yeah, she was loco all right, and he'd just been beamed into an episode of Star Trek. "Katie's your daughter?"

"Yes." Tawny sniffled, and Lucky went into the bathroom and grabbed her a roll of toilet paper. It probably wasn't smart turning his back on her, but the woman was crying.

He shouldn't, but asked anyway. "How old is she?"

"Nine." Tawny locked eyes with him long and hard, like the kid's age should've meant something to him. It was slightly unnerving, because when she did that she looked saner than shit.

"And you think I might have these special ... What did you call them?"

"HLA antigens."

"Right," he said. "And that would be ... uh ... because I ride bulls for a living?"

"No." She stood up. "That would be because you're her father."


"What the hell are you talking about?" Lucky said, but Tawny could see the wheels in his head turning and sudden recognition blazing in his eyes. "Thelma Wade? You're Thelma Wade. But you don't look like Thelma Wade."

That's because as far as Tawny was concerned, Thelma Wade didn't exist. That girl had been puny, plain, painfully shy, and madly in love with Lucky Rodriguez, who'd obviously forgotten her existence the minute after he'd slept with her.

"For the sake of my business, I changed my name to Tawny."

"What's your business — shaking down wealthy bull riders?"

"I don't want your money. I want your stem cells."

"Fine, give me proof that the girl is mine and we'll work something out," Lucky said, but clearly thought she was either mentally ill or a con artist.

Tawny supposed her delivery could've been better — like perhaps she should've eased into telling him he had a daughter with a life-threatening disease, instead of dumping it on him like a ton of bricks. But he'd ruffled her.


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Getting Lucky 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 11 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Excellent book! Great story about love, family values and hopes for the future.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This series has me hooked!
TheSassyBookster More than 1 year ago
This may just be the best book in the series so far. I love how Ms. Finz spices up a sweet story about family, hope and love by throwing in some mystery and suspense. I really enjoyed this story and I especially loved Tawny. Tawny Wade is in need of some good luck in her life. Her daughter has leukemia and is in need of a transplant that she can't provide. She's down to her last option - contacting her daughter's father and hoping that he would be a match and donate the bone marrow that she needs. But first she has to tell him ten years after their one night stand that he has a nine-year old daughter that she had kept from him. Tawny loved Lucky Rodriguez back in high school and kept the identity of her baby's father secret to protect Lucky back then, but Lucky only had eyes for Raylene, the daughter of the richest man in town. Lucky Rodriguez's successful career as a bull rider has earned him celebrity status in his hometown of Nugget, California but it wasn't always so. Ten years ago, Lucky narrowly escaped a false rape accusation when he left town suddenly and joined the rodeo. Now he's back and in for the shock his life when he discovers he has a daughter he never knew about and that he's her last hope for a much needed transplant. Lucky was a real stand-up guy, attractive, sweet, nice and honorable and a doting father to his daughter, but even nice guys have some weaknesses and Lucky's was Raylene. Lucky has loved her forever and was happy to rekindle his relationship with her but he seemed blind to her faults. It was really annoying that it took him almost getting into trouble AGAIN because of her to see how selfish and vindictive she really was. I love Tawny because she rolled with the hard knocks from life and turned them into positives. Her daughter was her number one priority and she was willing to share her with Lucky but she was smart enough to know that falling for Lucky again was a sure way to heartache. There was so much going on for everyone in this book. Lucky had to deal with a sick daughter, a demanding girlfriend, suspected criminal activity on his ranch including being named as a murder suspect. For Tawny, coming clean opened her up to new friendships and she learned to let people in and share her burdens. I love how the town stood by them and stepped up to support them through everything. This story is sure to make you love small towns and the close relationships and caring they offer and I definitely recommend it. I'm looking forward to the next book in the series. On a funny note, there is nothing like the gossip grapevine in a small community. Disclaimer: I received this book for free from the Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Couldn't put this book down. Love the bull rider, Lucky. After all the rodeos I attended his character was so perfect and rugged. The daughter he finds and his relationship with her is such a nice opposite to his rugged personality. The whole town of Nugget is a kick.
JoemamaDS More than 1 year ago
I love the Nugget series and although you can read this book as a standalone, it's so much fun to catch glimpses of other characters in each book. Ever since we were first introduced to Lucky, I have had a soft spot for him. I was so excited to find out that this book would be starring him and the story is great and fast-moving. You won't be able to put the book down, so set aside an afternoon, make a hot chocolate and settle down to a wonderful and engaging story.
TobiForgetHousework More than 1 year ago
Tawny has only loved one man her entire life, and just when she needs him most he moves back home to start a cowboy camp. Lucky has been in love with Raylene most of his life. He forgot his one night stand from the night he left town. Tawny knocks on his door and lets him know she needs his stem cells to save her daughter, Katie who has Leukemia. Lucky works hard to get to know his daughter and make up for lost time. Though he's an amazing dad with Katie, his faith in Raylene and unwavering support for a thoroughly unlikable character was quite irritating. Tawny is still in love with Lucky but has no faith in herself. With each page Tawny and Lucky grow closer despite circumstances trying to tear them apart. Though there were times when Raylene frustrated me so much I almost put the story down, Lucky and Tawny's story kept me diving back in. If you enjoy a good romantic suspense this is a book that would catch your interest.
Rhondaz More than 1 year ago
Getting Lucky by Stacy Find is an amazing story in the wonderful town of Nugget. This book I would rate as a 4 1/2 stars. I absolutely love how Stacy always has likable characters with love, family and drama in her books. I really enjoyed the story of Lucky and Tawny. You can read as a standalone or read the whole series and fall in love as well. I was given an ARC from publisher via NetGalley, for my honest review.
Anlenhart1 More than 1 year ago
Lucky Rodriguez is a professional bull rider that finally has everything he wants he is seeing his high school sweetheart Raylene and is about to start a rodeo camp. When he is approached by Tawny, a former one night stand, he learns he has a 9 year old daughter Katie that is ill with leukemia. Hei and Tawny get off to a rough start, but eventually Lucky starts to build a relationship with his daughter while balancing the other parts of his life. When Lucky starts to realize that his current relationship Raylene isn't everything he thought it was. He begins to grow closer to Tawny and eventually events from the past begin to repeat themselves. I enjoyed the book. Lucky was a fun hero and I enjoyed his personal growth as he learned to be a father. I also liked how plucky Tawny was and I was cheering her to find a happy ending. I was given a free copy for an honest review by
ljtljtljt More than 1 year ago
Lots of wonderful and exciting things happen in the small mountain town of Nugget, California. This time around there is not only love, a miracle and forgiveness, there is a murder and a drug bust. So needless to say, you may want to free up some time and pick-up up a copy of Getting Lucky, the fifth book from Stacy Finz's Nugget series. You will not be disappointed in any way and the ending will leave you smiling from ear to ear. This is the love story between professional bull rider Lucky Rodriguez and custom boot maker Tawny Wade. Lucky and Tawny have known each other since grade school, where handsome Lucky had the world at his feet, while shy Tawny did her best to stay out of everyone's way. They shared one passionate night together nine years ago and as a result, a beautiful little girl was brought into this world. Tawny has done a wonderful job of raising Katie all by herself, choosing not to disrupt Lucky's life, in fear of the ramifications. Now Katie is fighting a fatal disease and Lucky's stem cells are needed in order to save Katie's life. Lucky turns out to be a truly remarkable father, which makes both Tawny and Katie very happy. Tawny has always been in love with Lucky, so seeing him every day, absorbing his comfort, and being a member of his family is sometimes difficult, especially since he is in love with another woman. However and overtime, he comes to realize that Tawny is his true soulmate. I really liked this story and can't wait to read Ms. Finz's latest book in this series which is due to be released in February. This story is like a modern version of Little House on the Prairie, with its very supportive neighbors, a town gossip, a tiny police force and a core family. Tawny and Lucky are well-defined and there was never a moment that I did not want them to be together. Ms. Finz creates amazing sexual tension between the main characters and their attraction was hot both in and out of the bedroom. The secondary characters and subplots are interesting and add a lot of genuineness to the story. Overall, this is a well-written book with a cast of characters you can truly get obsessed with. Complimentary copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.
Bette313 More than 1 year ago
LOVED this story!! This entire series has been filled with great stories but I think this might be my favorite so far. Lucky Rodriquez thinks he finally has everything he's ever wanted but he has no idea what else life has in store for him and how full his life can really be. Stacy Finz has written a wonderful story filled with family, hope, love, and people making the tough choices when the time comes. I high recommend this book as well as the entire series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a great series of books. Looking forward to the next book.