Kidnapped By The Cowboy
One Year Later
Callie Mae Lockett channeled her concentration on the men seated at the table with her. She could do this. She could fight three of the most powerful men in the Texas Panhandle.
Alone.
They had the Amarillo Hotel's lavishly appointed dining room to themselves. Dinner had been exquisite as always—roast sirloin of beef au jus and tender asparagus in cream sauce. The chocolate blanc mange had been heavenly, too. Now, only brandy glasses and crystal dishes holding ashes from expensive Reina Victorias remained on the starched white tablecloth—right alongside a detailed map of the sprawling C Bar C Ranch.
"This exposition will showcase the northern part of the state, Callie Mae." James T. Berry, a townsite developer, had been instrumental in growing Amarillo from a tent camp of railroad workers to the country's largest rural shipping point for cattle. "Folks will know we're more than cows and barbed wire out here."
"Oh?" She arched a brow and hid her annoyance with a cool smile. "I'm rather partial to those cows myself."
A fact every man at the table well knew. The C Bar C Ranch enjoyed a prominence in the area that cowmen with ... read full excerpt from: Kidnapped by the Cowboy ebook
