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Getting Lucky
Fortune, Colorado #1
Fortune, Colorado #1
By: Jennifer Seasons
Releasing April 21st, 2015
Avon Impulse
Welcome to Fortune,
Colorado—where the air is clean, the men are rugged, and the all the good ones…
are bachelors.
Born into the infamous
Charlemagne equestrian empire, Shannon has been raised to do whatever it takes
for the family business. Even if it means going undercover and digging up dirt
on a competitor. It's easy enough when she believes he's a bad guy whose success
seems too good to be true. In fact, Shannon's excited to put the aggravatingly
sexy Irishman in his place and get back in her father's good graces. All she
needs is to stay focused on the goal … and out of Sean Muldoon's arms.
From stealing a thoroughbred racehorse from the Irish mob to striking gold in the mountains of Colorado, there's little Sean hasn't experienced. But when it comes to resisting his hot new stable manager, he's out of luck. With the mob hot on his heels, keeping Shannon off their radar is all but impossible, and he's not about to put her in danger too. Sean wants Shannon, but how can he offer her a future … when he can't even guarantee tomorrow?
From stealing a thoroughbred racehorse from the Irish mob to striking gold in the mountains of Colorado, there's little Sean hasn't experienced. But when it comes to resisting his hot new stable manager, he's out of luck. With the mob hot on his heels, keeping Shannon off their radar is all but impossible, and he's not about to put her in danger too. Sean wants Shannon, but how can he offer her a future … when he can't even guarantee tomorrow?
Humor
shimmered in her sister’s hazel eyes as she tipped her head toward the huge
Pine Creek Ranch sign that hung suspended from wooden beams arching over the
entrance. Her blond hair brushed across her freckled cheeks as she said, “I
wouldn’t be so hasty in keeping those girls on the shelf if I were you . . . I
saw Sean Muldoon in person.”
“When?”
“During the
races in Kentucky this past May with his Triple Crown winner, Something
Unexpected. This guy that Dad is sending you to spy on is full-on Irish—with
the accent to prove it—and downright sexy. He’s like an Irish Dove bar—you know
just by looking at him that he’s dark, smooth, and addictive. He moves with
this loose, long-limbed gate and has an easy smile, but there’s something
almost dangerous about him just bubbling under the surface. It’s seriously
potent.” Colleen fanned herself and grinned. “It’s too bad I’m such a
blabbermouth, because I’d dig up the goods on him, all right.”
Shannon
remained silent and waited for it. It had to be coming.
“Of course,
I’d see if Muldoon was as fast to the finish line as his racehorses are while I
was at it, if you know what I mean.” Her sister finished with an overly
dramatic eyebrow wiggle and wink.
And there it
was. Right on schedule. That’s one of the things she loved most about her only
sibling—she was reliable. If there was ever an opening for a crude comment to
be slipped in, you could bet she was all over it.
That’s what she said, Shannon thought.
Crap! Damn it,
now Colleen had her doing it too. Figured.
“Let’s go
through this one last time,” Shannon said briskly. “I’m supposed to find this
Sean Muldoon and tell him I’m responding to his ad for the stable manager
position and convince him to hire me.” She stared down the long gravel lane
beyond the ranch’s entrance as it lazily rounded a bend and disappeared into a
sea of aspen, spruce, and pine in the distance.
Into Sean
Muldoon’s ranch.
She’d
learned from her father that Pine Creek sat on about one hundred acres, though
it was hard to tell at the moment from the thick grove of trees that flanked
each side of the single-lane road. It looked more like the entrance to a state
forest, not a sprawling horse ranch.
But, as
Shannon knew better than most, looks were most often deceiving. Nervously
swiping her hands down the thighs of her worn denim jeans, she continued
reviewing the plan that their father had designed, hoping that repeating
everything would help her focus.
Colleen
opened her mouth and started to say, “That’s why you should—”
Shannon held
her hand up like a crossing guard. “I know, use the ladies. I get it.” She
probably could if she wanted to, honestly. They weren’t bad. A quick glance
downward confirmed that claim. Not bad at all. A little on the small side, but
so what? What she lacked up top she made up for on the bottom with an ample and
curvy derriere.
Depending on
the day, that was either a blessing or a curse.
However,
given that she was a professional equestrian and spent half her life bouncing around
on a horse (with skill and grace, of course), having the extra padding was more
often a bonus than not. Her butt was like a car’s suspension system—it absorbed
the shock and made the impact of jumping her horse feel like the smooth ride of
a Rolls Royce. Not that she was going to upstage big-butted celebrities or
anything, but it wouldn’t be a runaway victory if they did compare backsides. Only she had earned hers the cheap and easy
way: genetic inheritance.
Colleen
cleared her throat. “Dad’s gut is saying that either Muldoon or one of his
trainers is doping the Thoroughbreds with steroids before the races.” Her
sister’s eyes flickered and unfocused briefly, like she was recalling a memory.
“I’ve seen them run. They’ve got rockets for hooves, Shan.”
No wonder
all of the company’s clients had bailed on their breeding program over the past
few years. Shannon knew they were down to a teeny-tiny trickle, and if she
didn’t find a way to reverse that fast, then they were going to go bankrupt and
lose the farm. And it was the only thing of material value they had left. Over
the years her father had sold off everything else. All the jewels,
cars—everything. It hadn’t escaped her notice that the walls of her childhood
home were now mostly bare, when priceless Monet originals and the like had once
hung there.
Not for the
first time, she wondered what had happened to all the family’s money. Where
were all their millions disappearing to? It didn’t make sense. Not in the
least. But pondering that made Shannon’s stomach go tight and queasy, so she
stopped. With effort she grappled with her thoughts and redirected them to the
immediate problem at hand.
Great start to a new series set in a small town of Colorado! Besides Sean and Shannon's story, we are also introduced to the other characters in the series whose stories are coming up next. The story is a light read, even the suspense portion of it is pretty light. There is plenty of sexiness with it being dirty and you will definitely drool over Sean. The book is not that long, and their relationship develops very fast, but overall is an enjoyable read. I really liked Apple and I can't wait to see what she has in store for Jack!
ARC via Edelweiss
Jennifer
Seasons has been a lifelong writer and reader. She lives with her husband and
four children in the mountains of rural New England. An enormous yet lovable
dog and the world's coolest cat keep them company. When she's not writing, she
loves spending time with her family outdoors exploring her beautiful new home
state, learning the joys of organic gardening, and—if she's lucky—relaxing in
her hammock under the trees with a really good book.
Great start to a new series set in a small town of Colorado! Besides Sean and Shannon's story, we are also introduced to the other characters in the series whose stories are coming up next. The story is a light read, even the suspense portion of it is pretty light. There is plenty of sexiness with it being dirty and you will definitely drool over Sean. The book is not that long, and their relationship develops very fast, but overall is an enjoyable read. I really liked Apple and I can't wait to see what she has in store for Jack!
ARC via Edelweiss
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