Her Fake-Fiance Cowboy Protector (EBOOK)
Her Fake-Fiance Cowboy Protector (EBOOK)
Brothers of Miller Ranch Book 4
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They had to fake an engagement to protect her. He just wanted to keep her safe. If only it were that simple…
Book Description
Book Description
The second to youngest of all the Miller brothers, Bradley has always been a bit of the odd one out. Good with numbers, but not especially with people. While his brothers played sports in high school, he got into theater. And while they all worked outside on the ranch, he did the business side of things.
But with his older brothers finding love one right after the other, he’s beginning to wonder if maybe they know something he doesn’t.
Lazy. Dumb. Useless. Sophia’s been called it all, but she’s still fighting. On the run from her past, she won’t stop until she’s free. Until she’s able to live a life truly on her own.
But who even is Sophia Hernandez? Molded into something else since she was seventeen years old, she barely remembers that girl she used to be.
Then she meets Bradley Miller. And her world is turned upside down…
Out of nowhere, like a knight in shining armor, Bradley shows up and runs off the man who has been haunting all of her dreams.
Together, maybe the two of them can defeat the shadow lurking over Sophia’s life. But doing so means trusting again, and some things are too impossible a task.
TROPES
✅ Fake Engagement
✅ Damsel in Distress
✅ A Bit of Romantic Suspense
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This stranger’s hands were up, and his eyes were wide as if he was just as surprised by his utterance as she was. He had helped her an awful lot… maybe, just maybe, there was some strange reason he was doing everything, and he wasn’t expecting anything out of her.
Yeah, and maybe pigs would fly.
But still, it wouldn’t hurt to let him finish his explanation.
“A ranch?”
“Yeah, my parents own it. You’re not from around here, but it’s the Miller Ranch, kinda a local staple. You could stay in the main house with my folks if you want. Right now Missy is staying there too while Bart’s away for a, uh, commitment.”
“Missy?”
“My brother’s girlfriend. I got four of ’em, but only three of them are at the ranch. They all have their own cabins now, at the edge of the property. So it’s just Ma, Pa, Missy, Cici and me in the main house. But I can go crash with one of my brothers, or even some of my cousins that work for us.”
That… that didn’t sound too terrible. “Who’s Cici?”
“One of my younger cousins who’s taking a gap year and wanted to get away from the city for a bit. She’s from Cali.”
“And why would you do this for me?”
He scrunched his face and tilted his head. He’s cute when he’s trying to figure out what to say, Sophia thought, then chided herself for being distracted.
He stammered out some words, “I… I don’t know. I just… feel like this is the right thing to do. Ma helps people all the time, and she’d skin my hide if I let you go off into the night without a solid rest in a soft bed and a nice meal.”
Huh. A ranch. That sounded like something that was rural. Out of the way. “How far is it from here? What’s your land like?”
He seemed confused, but the expression quickly passed. “Uh, maybe a twenty, twenty-five-minute drive out of town. We’ve got a lot of acreage for our various projects. There’s the main house, which is pretty big, then the lunch cabin, then the workers’ cabins, then all my brothers’ houses. It’s a spread, that’s for sure.”
Sophia hated that she was considering it. But she was so tired, and the thought of a warm bed somewhere he had no idea about was awfully tempting. But she knew that taking help from anyone could backfire somehow later. They would either resent her freeloading or demand some sort of compensation. Traps were always laid with honey, right?
But what was she going to do? Her head was beginning to spin, and the painkillers were wearing off. Her face hurt. Her ribs hurt. And she felt his shadow looming over her, choking her with the thickness of his presence.
“Is it safe?”
Understanding dawned on the man’s face and he nodded. “Ain’t nobody getting on our property or touching anyone without permission. We’re peaceful folk, but that doesn’t mean we’re pushovers.”
Sophia chewed at her lip again, momentarily forgetting about her split lip but then being sharply reminded.
“I… guess that I could do that. But just for tonight.”
“That’s all I ask. In the morning, you can use one of our computers to figure out your next move. I’m sure Ma will want to stuff you with a real breakfast too. She can be a little overboard about those things.”
Sophia tried to envision it. When she was younger, she had an aunt who was like that. She’d lived with them for a while and always made sure the table was overflowing and everyone ate their fill. For a moment, she allowed herself to wonder how the woman was doing, if she was well, before shoving those thoughts out of her head.
They would only bring her pain anyway.
“That sounds… nice.”
“I hope it is. Here, let me load your things into my truck. You just get in.”
It was one thing to take an offered ride from someone, it was another entirely to agree to get into his truck and let him take her out to some remote farmland. What if he was carting her off to kill her? Certainly, she’d seen enough horror movies about dangerous things happening in small towns.
But despite all the doubt—the voices whispering that she shouldn’t trust him, that he could be dangerous—she found herself having a feeling she could trust him.
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