Bravo, Tango, Cowboy
The moonlit night was made for romance. Alonsa Salatoya stood alone, fighting the salty tears that wet her dark eyes and threatened to make a black sea of her mascara as the newlyweds two-stepped across the portable dance floor. Love was a beautiful thing—while it lasted.
The night's hostess, Linney Martin, stepped to her side. "Dani and Marcus make a beautiful couple, don't they?"
Alonsa nodded. "They do, and they seem totally in love."
"Yep. They were meant for each other."
"Something tells me your infamous matchmaking skills had a hand in getting them together."
"Not this time. Their relationship sprang from a chance meeting at the Renaissance Festival. Didn't I tell you that story?"
"Only part of it." Alonsa had met the bride and groom on a couple of occasions but didn't really qualify as a friend. Yet Linney had practically insisted she attend the affair to celebrate their recent wedding.
Perhaps because there were so few magnificent parties such as this in the small, rural town of Dobbin, Texas.
"Their story is fascinating," Linney said. "I'll fill you in when we go shopping in Conroe ... read full excerpt from: Bravo, Tango, Cowboy ebook
