Who Needs Luck When You Can Get
Lucky?
Come back to the rodeo with Mia
Hopkins and the newest release in the Cowboy Cocktail series, COWBOY KARMA!
When Harmony Santos’s boyfriend dumps her on her birthday,
she doesn’t get mad. She gets lucky…with a mysterious cowboy whose bedroom eyes
and rough edges bring out her inner bad girl. But when their one-night rodeo
turns into more than a rebound, Harmony worries her heart hasn’t healed enough
to take on someone new—even if that someone is as sweet as he is sexy.
Tie-down roper Lucky Garcia can’t believe his good
fortune. A shot at national finals and now this—his longtime crush, in his arms
at last. The more time he spends with Harmony, the harder he falls for her. But
financial demands and family responsibilities take him further and further away
from her—as does his secret fear she hasn’t quite gotten over her dickhead ex.
Behind closed doors, Lucky and Harmony are filthy
perfection. But when reality comes knocking, the star-crossed lovers must
decide: walk away intact, or risk it all for a chance at happiness.
The
room was steamy with dancing and pheromones. Harmony ordered a Bud Light and
ran the icy bottle over her forehead.
A
new song started up. Shaking off her melancholy, she strode right into the
heart of the crowded dance floor. Steve Earle’s “Copperhead Road”—an easy line
dance. She counted her way in and soon was stomping across the dance floor. The
loud music pounded in her chest. Even though it had been years since she’d line
danced, her body knew the steps without her thinking about them. The heartache
receded a little.
More dancing. Maybe some shots. Maybe
making out with a stranger. That’ll keep me from feeling…this. Whatever this
ugly feeling is.
She
danced solo for three more songs. Then an old-timer led her in a waltz. The
country gentleman was followed by a baby-faced cowboy in a camo baseball cap.
She danced three more songs with him and bid him goodbye with a hug and a kiss
on the cheek—too young.
The
DJ took the mike. “Next up, the cowboy cha-cha.”
A
slower dance. Harmony fanned herself with her hand and thought this might be a
good time to grab a shot of Fireball chased with another beer.
She
turned to leave the dance floor when a big warm hand rested on her shoulder.
“Wait.
Don’t go yet.”
She
turned. In the dark, the new cowboy’s face was obscured in the shadow of his
hat. The DJ cued up an old Bellamy Brothers song Harmony remembered her father
loved. It began, “If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against
me?” She knew the words as surely as she knew her own name.
The
dancers around them paired off in a hurry and got into the sweetheart position.
Everyone counted off together and started around the massive dance floor in a
counter-clockwise direction, all in time.
Before
Harmony could say anything, the stranger took her hands and spun her. His
movements were sure and strong. He was an experienced dancer, not someone who
had to be babysat around the floor.
“Been
a long time, hasn’t it?” he said.
She
stole sideways glances at him. Tall and muscular, he wore a black hat and a
plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His forearms were thick and smooth. She
could see that he had a strong jaw, a dark, short beard, and dark skin. He
spoke crystal-clear English with a lilting Mexican accent.
“You
don’t remember me, do you, Harmony?”
She
stared.
A
half-smile. “Guess I’m just another cowboy to you.”
For
strangers, they moved in perfect rhythm. Harmony felt grateful that he was a
strong lead since her brain was otherwise occupied with trying to figure out
who he was. When he brought their bodies together, chest to chest, she looked
up at him. His body gave off controlled strength and a smooth, unnerving calm.
At last, she peeked under the shadow of his cowboy hat.
Dark
brows. Bedroom eyes the color of whiskey.
No way. “Lucky?”
See
what people are saying about the Cowboy
Cocktail series:
"Mia Hopkins knows how to put
characters on a page." - HEROES AND HEARTBREAKERS
"Mia Hopkins is an imaginative author who doesn’t take the easy road to a formulaic book."
- USA TODAY
"Mia Hopkins is an imaginative author who doesn’t take the easy road to a formulaic book."
- USA TODAY
"Sweet and filthy at the same time, just the way I like it. This
book made me so happy."
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ROMANCE
"The writing is excellent, the emotions leap off the page, and the sex is downright earthy."
- JILL SORENSON, AUTHOR
"The writing is excellent, the emotions leap off the page, and the sex is downright earthy."
- JILL SORENSON, AUTHOR
"Beautifully descriptive...hot, sexy and full of
yearning!" - DELILAH DEVLIN,
AUTHOR
“Off the charts hot.” - THE ROMANCE STUDIO
“A tantalizing slow seduction of the senses.” - STRANGE CANDY REVIEWS
"Hopkins packs a lot of heat and romance on the pages...Caution: hot, sexy times ahead!"
“Filled with sizzling chemistry, hot sex, and just enough sweetness to leave me wanting more…And those sex scenes…Holy hotness!” - CRYSTAL BLOGS BOOKS
Check
out the other books in the Cowboy Cocktail series by Mia Hopkins!
Forget chocolate and flowers. This
homegrown honey is all the sweetness he craves.
Small-town life is nothing but a waiting
room for eighteen-year-old honor student Corazón Gomez. Work and school leave
little time for love, but with a full-ride Ivy League scholarship and a one-way
ticket out of the boondocks, who needs it?
The answer appears on Valentine’s Day when her old cowboy crush ambles into the ice cream parlor where she works, inviting her to go on a late-night ride in his truck. For the first time she wavers between staying on the straight and narrow, and going off-road with the handsome heartbreaker.
After four years working on ranches all over the country, Caleb MacKinnon is back on the family farm helping out his mom and brothers while his father fights cancer. The one bright spot: smart, funny, and wickedly sexy Cora.
From the start, they both know this blazing-hot love affair can’t last. But when autumn comes and Cora has to leave for the East Coast, Caleb must find a solution to keep himself—and his heart—from falling apart.
Warning: Contains hard, cherry-poppin’ sex in a
pickup truck and a cowboy charmer who talks dirty in two languages.
Ball-busting business woman meets
no-holds-barred cowboy. He’s gonna need a longer rope…
Marketing hotshot Monica Kaur has put her big-city life on
hold to help bail out her brother’s failing business. Now she’s got three
months to plan and promote a rodeo, the first her tiny hometown has ever seen.
To ensure the rodeo’s success, Monica enlists a local
hero, a rancher’s son who’s made a name for himself on the bull-riding circuit.
Problem? She can’t stop daydreaming about the cocky bastard—and all the things
she longs to do to him out behind the chutes.
Professional bullfighter Dean MacKinnon is home helping
his family while his father fights cancer. Haunted by bad memories, jaded by
love, Dean finds escape in a no-strings-attached go-round with brainy, sexy
Monica, whose close-knit Sikh-American family would sooner run him out of town
than see her with a notorious rodeo Romeo.
In private, Monica and Dean play as hard as they work. But
as the rodeo draws near, that clean break they promised each other is getting
more and more hung up in the rigging.
For eight years, Melody Santos played the game of love and
lost—big time. Now she’s back in her tiny hometown looking after her younger
sister, making ends meet with an assortment of odd jobs. When her childhood
best friend hires her to help him sell his family’s grass-fed beef, the last
thing she anticipates is falling in lust with the legendary, brown-eyed player.
To put his family’s cattle ranch back in the black, Clark
MacKinnon has his sights set on big contracts—gourmet chefs and restaurateurs.
If that means long hours traveling from farmer’s market to farmer’s market,
Clark doesn’t mind. Particularly since his new assistant is his childhood
crush, all grown up and sexy as hell.
One night in bed leaves them breathless and hungry for
more. But when his love-’em-and-leave-’em reputation collides with her trust
issues, Clark and Melody must face the truth about what they’ve become: not
friends, not lovers, but players in a game that’s impossible to win.
Warning:
Contains filthy banter, raunchy sex, excessive Johnny Cash references, and
hundreds of pounds of raw beef.
Mia
Hopkins writes lush romances starring fun, sexy characters who love to get down
and dirty. She's a sucker for working class heroes, brainy heroines and
wisecracking best friends.
When she's
not lost in a story, Mia spends her time cooking, gardening, traveling, volunteering
and looking for her keys. In a past life, she was a classroom teacher and still
has a pretty good "teacher voice" and "teacher stare."
She lives
in the heart of Los Angeles with her roguish husband and two waggish dogs.
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