The Mitchell Money (Paperback)

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ISBN Print: 978-1-60154-895-5
Page Count: 272
Word Count: 76000
Rating: Sensual (PG-PG13)

(MSRP: 13.9900)

Martinson Ranch Series

Where had her husband hidden their money? If he wasn’t dead, Rachel would leave him this time for sure. Without the money, she’ll lose her only asset, the half-built house on the hill outside Maystown, Arizona. The only man who can help her is the surly ex-cop who owns the ranch next door.

Gary is reluctant to get involved with the woman who backed into his truck, but she desperately needs his help. He strikes a deal – his investigative skills in exchange for Rachel’s cooking. He intends to find the money quickly and get the rude woman out of his life, but things get complicated. Gary discovers Rachel’s husband hid more than his money. His entire life was a lie.

Rachel’s vulnerability tugs at Gary’s heart. He’s been lonesome since his wife died, and he wants to keep Rachel at the ranch, but the truth about the past could tear them apart. After her husband’s treachery, she’ll never trust another man. Even him.

(Pages 272) Sensual
Word Count 76000
Print ISBN: 1-60154-895-8


“I want to kiss you, but I don’t want to make you sick.” He threaded his hand through her hair and pulled her head against his shoulder. “When I told you I’d investigate in exchange for cooking, I didn’t expect you to give us so much more. Mitch was crazy to treat you like he did, honey. He should have worshiped you.”

“Like you did Alice?”

“Alice wasn’t perfect and neither am I. If you’re looking for a perfect man, you won’t find one.”

She pulled back far enough to gaze into his eyes. “I’m not looking for a man, Gary. Don’t you understand? It isn’t that I don’t care about you. I do. It’s just that—”

“You don’t trust me? I’m too grumpy? Too scruffy?”

Rachel saw the naked need in his eyes. If this strong, vital man had one weakness, it was his need to be loved as his wife had once loved him. But she wasn’t Alice, and they could never capture the tender first love Gary and Alice had shared. Rachel was forty-five years old, and Gary was nearly fifty. They’d both lost their spouses and had grown children, and they’d both had life-changing experiences. For them, innocent young love was a thing of the past.

She stroked his scruffy face. “I can’t give you what you want, Gary.” Her entire married life with Mitch, he’d accused her of not measuring up, of being a disappointment to him in every respect.

She’d grown too fond of Gary to disappoint him.

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