Tuesday, June 15, 2021

Nowhere to Ride - Cowboys, Dogs, Passion and Intrigue - Andrew Grey

Nowhere To Ride just released this morning.  Its my latest western and has the things I really love.  Sexy cowboys of course, horses, a pack of amazing mutts, passion, and a touch of intrigue.  What more could you want?



Unjustly accused of a crime, Ky Archer is trying to keep his ranch together, with fierce tenacity and minimal help. With his nefarious accuser the lead wolf at the door, Ky is resolved to do whatever he has to in order to keep the final link with his family intact.

Brodie Tyler is down on his luck--way down. Down enough to camp with his baby sister in a tent to get away from relatives he’d hoped would help him. His parents are gone and he's got nowhere to go, but he’s determined to keep his sister safe with him, no matter what.

Ky finds Brodie and Emily on his property and takes them in out of the storm… literally. Neither expects the heat that ignites between them to be as hot as the western sun. The men find they fit together well, both at work and in the bedroom. They also find they have a common enemy who tries to tear them apart. Working together, they might discover that each holds the key for the other’s desire.


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Brodie figured it was best if he just kept quiet. Since arriving a few days ago, it hadn’t taken him long to learn that his family wasn’t particularly well liked, and they had a reach that scared the hell out of him.

“If Jake Tyler was your cousin, would you advertise?” he asked, hoping to deflect the question. Once the storm was over and Emily had had a chance to rest, the two of them would get back on the road and he’d figure out what he was going to do next. One thing was for sure: he needed to get as far away from Jacob and his greedy, grabby wife as he possibly could.

Emily at least had stopped fussing and was filling her belly. Brodie had done his best to see to it that she had enough to eat. He’d used what little money he had to get her food. It had been simple fare for the last few days, but he’d done what he could. And now that she had eaten, Emily leaned against him and closed her eyes, holding her sippy cup.

“Do you want to put her down so she can rest?” Ky asked. “Poor little thing is just worn out.”

“In a minute, if that’s okay,” Brodie answered, and dug into his pasta, the hunger of the past few days taking him by surprise. He had to slow himself down or he’d eat too fast and make himself sick. At least that’s what his mother used to say.

“Go ahead and eat. I made plenty,” Ky said as he dished out some fruit.

Brodie continued eating, glancing at Ky when he thought the other man wasn’t looking. Ky was a strong man; that was plain by the way his shirt clinched his arms. He also had really broad shoulders and big brown eyes that peered out from under black hair that had grown long and flopped into his face sometimes. Brodie took another bite and couldn’t help looking again. Ky’s skin seemed almost as weathered as the fence posts he and Emily had passed in the car. But as harsh and angular as his face was, there was something kind in his eyes, and that had been the only reason he had done what Ky had said and come here. Storm or not, he had almost turned the other way at the main road and just kept going.

Emily slept as Brodie ate all he could. He didn’t know when he was going to eat again, so he wanted to make the most of it. The others had already finished, and Brodie sat back, cradling Emily against him and letting himself relax for a few minutes anyway. “Thank you,” he told Ky, knowing his mama would be looking down and very upset if he forgot his manners.

“If you want, you can lay her down on the sofa in the living room. There’s a blanket in there, and she’ll be okay.”

Brodie carried her in, and Emily rolled onto her side just as soon as he spread the hand-crocheted blanket over her. One of the three dogs jumped up onto the sofa and lay down near the end, while the two larger ones stayed on the floor. It seemed they were intent on watching over his sister.

“She’ll be okay. Misty will watch over her. And it seems the others have decided to hold a vigil as well.” Ky gently patted each one. “They’re all good dogs and won’t hurt her.”

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