Click to Read Excerpt Back Cover Teaser: Breck had always struggled with finding contentment in city life. She remembered visiting her uncle’s ranch as a child—the way she had always felt free—as if she could breathe better when away from the city. Breck figured she was that one child in every family who should have been born in a different era—but she hadn’t been. Thus, Breck had finished her degree at Colorado State and settled into a big city job at Wilson Investigations. Still, there were moments of happiness found in city life—instances of excitement and delight. Whenever Breck found herself in the presence of her handsome, yet seemingly haunted boss, Reese Thatcher—she often new moments of pure euphoria! But fact was fact, and though no other man was the zinger her soul longed for, Reese Thatcher was a man a woman simply dreamed of winning—not one a woman actually won. Wasn’t he? Excerpt: “Good morning, Mr. Thatcher,” Breck greeted as the scowling man approached her desk. Even scowling he was gorgeous... She felt a slight blush rise to her cheeks as Reese Thatcher smiled at her a moment and said, “You look nice today, Breck.” “Thank you, Mr. Thatcher.” “Another pumpkin sweater, I see,” he noted. “Yep,” Breck admitted. She was flattered that he would notice her passion for sweaters with pumpkins or orange patterns woven into them. “It is October, after all, Mr. Thatcher.” The smile he directed at her broadened. “Is it?” he teased. “And me without a pumpkin sweater to my name.”
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