It’s rodeo season and I’m all about cowboys right now (and always!). I’ve also been excited about Tule Publishing’s great lineup for the Montana Born Rodeo, especially Barbara Ankrum‘s latest, Choose Me, Cowboy. which wraps up the series for 2015. A story about forgiveness, second chances and healing, Choose Me, Cowboy is the perfect book if you’re looking for a heartwarming read.
I invited Barbara back to tell us more about her new release. Please help me welcome Barbara Ankrum!
First, thanks so much, Jane, for sharing space on your blog with me today!
I’m thrilled to be a part of the exciting Montana Born Rodeo series with my October book, Choose Me, Cowboy. If you read last summer’s A Fair to Remember, (starring Olivia Canaday and Jake Lassen) you’ll recognize the heroine of this one as the second of the three Canaday sisters, Kate.
It’s common knowledge that Kate Canaday has issues around dating. Her men all have expiration dates. All except one. Pro-Bull-rider Finn Scott, the man at the crux of her long-standing commitment issues, has always been Kate’s Kryptonite, the one she tried to forget but never could. Six years ago, he married someone else and broke her heart. Suffice it to say, it was complicated. Now a divorced, single dad, Finn’s recent move to Marietta with his five-year-old twins puts Kate directly in the path of his tangled-up life. She certainly doesn’t want a second go-round at a broken heart. But let’s face it, Kate and good dating decisions do not go hand in hand. So, deciding to help Finn win a custody battle with his ex might be the worst mistake she’s ever made. Or it could just be her best mistake yet.
I hope you enjoy it!
Here’s a little excerpt from Choose Me, Cowboy:
Up in the treehouse, Kate rolled toward him and braced her head on her hand. But she said nothing, just stared through the darkness at him.
“What?” he asked.
“I used to love watching you ride. Well, technically, I was scared to death watching you ride. But you could ride those bulls like nobody’s business.”
A pleased smile lifted one corner of his mouth. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. I don’t think you should let anything keep you from doing the thing you love.”
He rolled a look up at the stars. “My kids have put a whole different spin on my priorities.”
She dropped her hand to the wooden floor between them and drew little circles in the dusty plank. “I know. I admire that about you. Mostly because I’m so not a grown up. At least, ask my family and they’ll tell you that. My many choices in men have been…well, let’s say flawed.”
He squinted at her in the dark, a funny look that made her ask, “What? Do you want to know how many?”
“How many what?”
“Men. How many men there have been?”
“No. I wasn’t going to ask that.”
“What were you going to ask?”
“I was wondering how they didn’t see in you what I do. How they let you go.”
Oh, no. No, no, no. Don’t say things like that to me.
He touched the diamond rings that dangled against her blouse.
She laughed and pulled the rings back. “I just have them there for safe-keeping. Don’t go getting any ideas.”
He rolled up on his elbow toward her now with a grin. “Like…what kind of ideas?”
“Like…like…that this means something.”
She clutched the rings between her fingers like a nervous habit. “No.”
But even in the moonlight, under those stars, he could see the lie in her eyes. She could have kept them in a drawer, out of sight. But she hadn’t. They were nestled against her breasts, the precious metal warm from her skin.
Maybe the starlight was to blame, or the fact that they were up here in this treehouse when they should be doing the right thing. But he didn’t feel like doing the right thing. He didn’t feel like doing anything at the moment but what was wrong. She gasped as he slid his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him. “Maybe I don’t believe you,” he whispered against her mouth.
She swallowed thickly and flattened her palm against his chest. “You’re playing with fire.”
“Maybe I like it.” He tucked her against his hips, just so there’d be no mistaking just how hot that fire really was. A tremor of want went through her and her fingers curled into his shirt. “And maybe you do, too.”
“Prove it. I dare you.” His mouth hovered teasingly close, his lips barely brushing hers.
“Gawd,” she breathed against his mouth with a smile he could feel. “What’s the deal with everyone daring me lately?”
But then she kissed him, and it was no gentle thing. Her kiss was hungry and full of hot need. She opened to him, wanting his tongue, finding his with hers until they couldn’t get any closer. Until that kiss fused them together. He felt her arms tangle around his neck, restless and tugging him closer yet.
Damn, she tasted good. Red wine and sweet strawberries. And Kate.
An instant later she was on her back and he was on top of her, pushing his knee between her long legs and reveling in the soft press of her breasts against the hard plane of his chest. But he wanted—needed—her closer yet. He wanted inside her. Not just physically, but past that steely wall she’d closed around herself. He wanted all of her, not just the piece she’d agreed to loan him.
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Barbara Ankrum is the bestselling author of fourteen books, including her latest contemporary romance, CHOOSE ME, COWBOY, from Tule Publishing. Her bestselling western historical series, ‘Wild Western Hearts’ and her new ‘Wild Western Rogues’ series are available on all e-book platforms. Barbara’s books have been twice nominated for RWA’s prestigious RITA Award. She’s the mom of two wonderful, grown children and she lives in Southern California with her sweet husband, two cats and her scruffy Toto-impersonator-walking-companion, Maggie.
So glad you stopped by to share with us today, Barbara! Readers, if you love the rodeo, be sure to grab your download of Choose Me, Cowboy soon. Barbara also has a treat for one of you lucky readers. For a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card, leave a comment below and tell Barbara where your most romantic kiss took place! Contest ends Tuesday with winner announced on Wednesday.
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My most romantic kiss was at the beach.
The beach is always a romantic spot for me, too, Jessica.
That is a good question…wow. Probably after Senior Prom….
Good one, Kerry!
most romantic kiss was the one i got when i got home after being gone for a week. it was in the airport! lol
Love those moments, Girlfromwva!
It was in Boston!
Still trying to get my husband there, Linda.
The night I accepted his marriage proposal. Been married for 34 years now.
Congrats on a long, happy marriage, Shari!
My most romantic kiss was from my husband under the misletoe one Christmas Eve!!!!
I have been enjoying the rodeo series. My most romantic kiss would have to have been from my very first boyfriend. I think the nervousness makes it most memorable. Plus he has been fresh on my mind lately as he passed away earlier this week
Oh, I’m sorry, Janine.But a sweet memory.
I know I had a lot of romantic kisses from hubby before but since my strokes last year he was afraid to touch me and hurt me… I finally started crying one day in February around Valenines… he followed me into the bedroom begging me not to cry and trying to explain the he didn’t want to hurt me or anything….then he started kissing me tenderly all over my face…. for about half an hour…..he got lucky that night too and I proved to him he wasn’t hurting me…..so now when I want him to kiss and snuggle and mean it he does…and sex too.
Diane, I absolutely love your story. How lovely that he could sense what you needed. Nothing like the healing power of touch, is there? I’m glad you’re feeling better, too.
Parked on a country road. I was all set to tell you my favorite moment from the book, there were many but I loved the scene when Kate was talking so the kids wouldn’t know what she was saying and she was using cupcakes and bakers, loved it.
So happy you loved that scene. It was a lot of fun to write!
At a couples only hotel in the pool in our room.
A pool in my room would make any kiss more romantic, I must say, Johanna!
any time I kiss my husband. 🙂
Aw, that’s sweet, Denise.
Had to be careful
would say the park
Looking forward to reading this one! I have loved the other books. Hard to say what was my most romantic kiss. I still remember my first kiss with my first boyfriend,it was all kinds of awkward and sweet.
Hope you like it, Kimberly. And awkward and sweet kisses are sometimes the best.
Some sweet moments have happened to us at the park, too, Johanna. Something about all that fresh air??
Oh, oops, I just messed up that reply. That was for BN100 not Johanna. Sorry.
I can’t wait to read this book for I was at a rodeo this is a true story I was taking pictures of a friend who rode bull and his friend Gary got hurt by the bull’s horns stabbing him in the back we went to the hospital and Gary’s girlfriend left with another cowboy so I sat at the hospital, my friends had another rodeo to go to so I sat at the hospital until his family, didn’t know Gary at all, after he came out of his after surgery and all he kissed me for taking care of his truck and belongings and staying with him for he’d be alone and I was so worried-were friends to this day!
I love that story, Carole! Bull-riding is a dangerous, dangerous sport!
Well one was in my neighbor’s kitchen…
Well, that sounds intriguing, Colleen!
My first response is, “I can’t tell you. That’s personal!” My second response is, “Not on the lips!” LOL.
All kidding aside, it doesn’t matter one iota to me where the kiss transpires. It’s more important that it DOES transpire!
LOL, LANEY4. So true.
Congrats to Barbara on the new release. It happened in an airport.
Airport losses are so bittersweet!
Airport KISSES! Darn you auto correct!
I do love cowboys.
My most romantic kiss took place at a bus shelter. It was lovely!!
I love Cowboys, too, Mary.
Well….it was in the shower when he proposed to me. And that’s all I’m saying. 🙂
Good one, Kirsten!
my romantic kiss was in PA. at a carnival
Oh, the Carnival! Btw, the heroine of this book’s sister has her own story in A FAIR TO REMEMBER (a summer fair! Love them!)
Congratulations and best wishes. My first romantic kiss was at home.
Thank you, Elaina!
I love the excerpt and look forward to reading it. Most romantic kiss was the first kiss from my husband.
Thanks Carol! Hope you enjoy it!
Love the cover of your book and I am sure its an awesome read. Most romantic kiss was when we were watching a meteor shower.
Thank you, Quilt Lady! Hope you like it! And I have a very fond meteor shower memory too!
I’m not really sure – I mean I don’t remember. With my husband of 33 years it was at the Purdue International Center, where he worked. If we count guys before, then probably at my boyfriend’s house.
You can count any kisses you want, Eileen!
Love the rodeo series. i remember romantic times on the farm.
Being a city girl, Denise, the farm sounds romantic…
Most romantic kiss ever for me was on a warm summer night riding a ferry boat from the island to mainland with the man I ended up marrying and still enjoy romantic kisses with to this day!
Spent some time smooching at parks myself!
Love longtime married kisses, library lady!
***AND THE WINNER IS…
COLLEEN C.!! Colleen, please PM me on my FB Author page at https://www.facebook.com/Barbara.ankrum.author and give me your snail mail addy. I’ll get it right out to you.
Oh Boy, Thank you so much! No Facebook for me, so I sent a message through your contact page! 🙂