{"id":1570,"date":"2017-01-19T06:03:31","date_gmt":"2017-01-19T06:03:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kirstenlynnwildwest.com\/blog\/?p=1570"},"modified":"2017-01-19T08:31:40","modified_gmt":"2017-01-19T08:31:40","slug":"first-peek-at-first-ride-cowboy-collection-chocolate-cowboy-by-kirsten-lynn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kirstenlynnwildwest.com\/blog\/?p=1570","title":{"rendered":"FIRST PEEK AT FIRST RIDE COWBOY COLLECTION: CHOCOLATE COWBOY by Kirsten Lynn"},"content":{"rendered":"

Chocolate Cowboy by Kirsten Lynn<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0\"First<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

First Ride Cowboy Collection<\/strong><\/p>\n

You Never Forget Your First\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

Saddle up for a sexy ride with 18 bestselling and award winning authors as they share with you their first in a series. These cowboys will claim your heart with their rough edges and raw emotions. Dust off your boots, and join us for a ride you’ll never forget.<\/p>\n

Coming February 3rd<\/sup>!<\/p>\n

https:\/\/romancerebelspublishing.com\/2017\/01\/10\/first-ride-cowboy\/<\/a><\/p>\n

FEATURING:<\/em><\/p>\n

Chocolate Cowboy by Kirsten Lynn<\/strong><\/p>\n

Returning to Wyoming two things surprised GySgt Jared Worrell\u2026becoming the town chocolatier and Lucy Thomas. Coming home never tasted so sweet.<\/p>\n

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Forget Me Knot by Lori King<\/strong><\/p>\n

Will her vacation into the heart of cattle country turn out to be a mistake?<\/p>\n

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Cowboy Crazy by Em Petrova<\/strong><\/p>\n

Five brides for five brothers\u2026at least that\u2019s the deal the Daltons have struck with their boys. Each son must marry in order to inherit a piece of the ranch they love so much.<\/p>\n

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Watching Fireflies by Jaycee Ford<\/strong><\/p>\n

A cowboy who knew nothing of love. A city girl who wishes she didn’t.<\/p>\n

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Sweet As Candy by Sidda Lee Rain<\/strong><\/p>\n

She may be the softness to smooth his rough edges. That is…if he can convince her to give an ol’ rodeo bum a chance.<\/p>\n

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Lazarus by Beth Williamson<\/strong><\/p>\n

Being a Graham isn’t easy, and it’s about to get a lot harder for one stubborn lawman and the woman who still owns his heart.<\/p>\n

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The Heartsong Cowboy by Melissa Keir<\/strong><\/p>\n

Can two people, one horse and the power of love cure a little girl?<\/p>\n

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Gimme Some Sugar by Stephanie Berget<\/strong><\/p>\n

She\u2019s is a genius with cupcakes and croissants. He needs a ranch cook to whip up beef, beans and bacon. Love never tasted so good.<\/p>\n

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Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels<\/strong><\/p>\n

Thrown back into the path of her first love, she finds hers is not the only heart fate has damaged.<\/p>\n

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Cowboy Proud by D\u2019Ann Lindun<\/strong><\/p>\n

She left town to chase her dreams\u2026he stayed and ignored his\u2026can they find love again?<\/p>\n

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Davis: Letters of Fate by Paty Jager<\/strong><\/p>\n

A marriage of convenience ignites into a steamy romance and brings two strong wills together.<\/p>\n

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Make Mine a Cowboy by Sandy Lea Sullivan<\/strong><\/p>\n

She writes fantasy cowboys for a living…but she never expected to find her own on the back roads of Hill Country, Texas.<\/p>\n

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Montana Bachelor by Hildie McQueen<\/strong><\/p>\n

Rich Bachelor seeks Single Female who won’t mind complications of elite society, a suspicious father and an evil ex-girlfriend\u2026<\/p>\n

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Cowboys Never Fold by Lexi Post<\/strong><\/p>\n

A cowboy honors a promise by working at a nudist resort but to win the sexy owner\u2019s heart, he must bare more than his soul.<\/p>\n

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River\u2019s Edge by Gem Sivad<\/strong><\/p>\n

From gunslinger to ranch owner. He’s finding respectability a lot more dangerous than his former life of sin.<\/p>\n

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Under Pressure by Rhonda Lee Carver<\/strong><\/p>\n

The Stone sisters know their way with a gun, rope, three-inch heels, and a cowboy’s heart.<\/p>\n

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Jake: Men of Clifton by Susan Fisher Davis<\/strong><\/p>\n

He can tame the wildest stallion, but can he tame a stubborn redhead that wants nothing to do with him?<\/p>\n

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The Real McCoy by Sabrina York<\/strong><\/p>\n

She mistakes him for a stripper…he is happy to comply!<\/p>\n

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Get a taste of:
\nChocolate Cowboy by Kirsten Lynn
\n<\/strong>Ten Sleep Dreaming Series Book 1<\/em><\/p>\n

\"15965922_741455459337748_3367492322221236861_n\"<\/a>GySgt Jared Worrell wanted one thing\u2014to live and die a Marine. He\u2019s made a good start at the first and come close to the second more times than a man should. One call from his mother changes all his plans, and he\u2019s headed back to Ten Sleep, Wyoming. The Reserves feed his need to be a Marine, but what does a man do the rest of the year in a town so small it doesn\u2019t even have one stoplight? His mom has the perfect solution; Jared should use another talent and become the town chocolatier. He\u2019s just recovering from that bomb when she drops another\u2026<\/p>\n

Lucy Thomas fell in love with Ten Sleep when her parents fulfilled their dreams of owning their own ranch. Now Lucy is living her dream of photographing Wyoming from its landscape to its people, but she\u2019s never really felt a part of the small town where everyone has known everyone else forever. Turning the doorknob to her friend\u2019s house brings her face to face with a man whose arms she\u2019d love to call home. He\u2019s a Marine, cowboy, and chocolatier…how can a woman resist?<\/p>\n

Coming home never tasted so sweet.<\/p>\n

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\u201cClaudia!\u201d Lucy knocked and entered the cabin as was her habit. What met her at the door was not Claudia Worrell. He was what could make a woman\u2019s panties melt with just a look. The man who stood before her with a shocked look on his face, his hand frozen in a gesture that said if she gave him two more seconds he would have opened the door and this could have played out like a normal situation, was simply magnificent. His black hair was cut high and tight, singling him out as Claudia\u2019s Marine son, and those gray eyes she always thought stunning on Claudia passed stunning and went to breathtaking on him, but they weren\u2019t warm and welcoming like Claudia\u2019s.<\/p>\n

She scanned his body. Tall and lean with corded muscle. He wasn\u2019t all bulky, still his t-shirt and flannel shirt stretched nicely across a broad chest.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou must be Lucy.\u201d<\/p>\n

His hand dropped, and he took a step back, allowing her to completely enter. Her eyes dropped down miles of denim-clad legs to stocking feet. Oh boy, she was a sucker for a man who looked hot in stocking feet.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you Lucy?\u201d<\/p>\n

She cleared her throat and shut the door. Her face grew hot, and she had to clear her throat again before she could speak. \u201cYes.\u201d That was some dialogue there, Lucy Thomas. Next time hit him with a toughie like, no or maybe.<\/p>\n

He extended a large, tanned hand. \u201cI\u2019m Jared, Claudia\u2019s son.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lucy took hold of his warm, rough hand and sighed. \u201cI know.\u201d She held up the sack in her other hand. \u201cI brought cinnamon rolls.\u201d<\/p>\n

There went dazzling him with her wit. His smile grew, and he nodded to the bag. \u201cThanks. All we have is leftover chili for breakfast.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat actually sounds pretty good.\u201d Lucy relaxed as her brain began to function again. At least she was stringing words together in a manner that made sense, and her essential tremors weren\u2019t rattling the sack.<\/p>\n

When he chuckled and tugged her hand with his in an effort to release his hand from her grip, she wished she had a secret amulet and could turn back time. She released his hand with an uneasy laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve had worse things happen. Mom\u2019s still getting dressed. Let\u2019s go through to the galley.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lucy finally came out of her daze and handed him the sack so she could remove her coat, hat, and boots. She hurried, noticing he was waiting for her. When she kicked off her second boot, she smiled at him and led the way into the kitchen.<\/p>\n

\u201cClaudia said you haven\u2019t been out of the Marines long?\u201d<\/p>\n

She was afraid his back might snap he stood so straight. \u201cI am not out. I had to separate for a short time. After four months, I successfully transitioned into the Reserves. Now, I\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, I\u2019d like to welcome you home, Jared.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cReally?\u201d His mouth turned in a wicked smile that, instead of turning her on, flipped the switch to off. \u201cWhat did you have in mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lucy felt hot all over, and a bit po\u2019d. \u201cJust that. Welcome home.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSorry, Luce. Bad joke and worse timing.\u201d<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t know what to think of the nickname except she liked it on his lips. \u201cI think we both need to work on our first impression skills. Me ogling you before even saying \u2018hi\u2019 might have given the wrong impression.\u201d She stuck out her hand. \u201cHello, my name is Lucy Thomas, and I don\u2019t make a habit of openly checking out every new man I meet.\u201d<\/p>\n

His laughter was rich and warm. He accepted her offered hand. \u201cHi, Lucy, I\u2019m Jared Worrell, and I don\u2019t make a habit of making suggestive remarks to a woman I just met, even if she ogled me first.\u201d<\/p>\n

With a quick handshake, the tension in the room dissipated like her breath in the cold air. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t my intention to pry into your homecoming either. I really just wanted to thank you for your service not insult you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNone of that. We made a new start, and you brought food. You\u2019re now two for two. \u201c<\/p>\n

She opened her mouth, but shut it as Claudia entered the room.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I see you two have met.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTwice.\u201d Jared winked at Lucy.<\/p>\n

She ignored him and gave Claudia a quick hug. \u201cI brought cinnamon rolls. I heard chili, though, and might steal a bowl if there\u2019s some left.<\/p>\n

\u201cPlenty.\u201d He grabbed a covered dish out of the refrigerator. \u201cI\u2019ll give you fair warning, I might have just made the world\u2019s first eight alarm chili last night.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou made it?\u201d Lucy brought down two plates and a bowl. She handed a plate to Claudia.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, ma\u2019am. I\u2019m a man of many talents.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOne being chocolates.\u201d Claudia rummaged in the bakery\u2019s sack for a large roll.<\/p>\n

\u201cChocolates?\u201d<\/p>\n

He winced. \u201cYeah, Mom\u2019s trying to turn me into a chocolatier.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou already are one.\u201d<\/p>\n

Loading up her bowl with chili that, just by the smell, let Lucy know he wasn\u2019t kidding about the spice, he met her gaze, one side of his mouth lifted in a half smile. \u201cWhat do you think?\u201d<\/p>\n

For some reason, she was honored he asked her. \u201cI think I\u2019d have to try some of the chocolates first\u2026you know\u2026just to make sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

Claudia reached into a box on the table and handed her a truffle. Lucy took a bite and almost passed out from pleasure as the perfect taste of fresh strawberry and dark chocolate hit her taste buds. She\u2019d never tasted a strawberry ganache that wasn\u2019t too sweet, but this one tasted exactly like biting into a strawberry. When she opened her eyes it was to find two sets of gray eyes staring at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood, huh?\u201d Claudia\u2019s smile was huge.<\/p>\n

Lucy nodded and turned her attention to Jared. \u201cThe best of the best.\u201d<\/p>\n

End of Excerpt<\/p>\n

Copyright \u00a9 Kirsten Lynn 2017 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED<\/p>\n

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About the Author<\/strong><\/h1>\n

Kirsten Lynn is a Western and Military Historian. She worked six years with a Navy non-profit and continues to contract with the Marine Corps History Division for certain projects. Making her home where her roots were sewn in Wyoming, Kirsten also works as a local historian. She loves to use the history she has learned and add it to a great love story. She writes stories about men of uncommon valor…women with undaunted courage…love of unwavering devotion …and romance with unending sizzle. When she’s not writing, she finds inspiration in day trips through the Bighorn Mountains, binge reading and watching sappy old movies, or sappy new movies. Housework can always wait.<\/p>\n

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