Her Second Chance Cowboy (EBOOK)

As the eldest son of the wealthy Miller family, Ben Miller is content with helping his brothers run their family’s ranch in Montana. Well… mostly content. There’s a certain something missing from his life, and he’s done a good job denying it for the past decade.

Until she rolled back into town…

After ten years fighting to make it in the Big Apple, full-figured Chastity finds herself heading back to the one place she vowed she’d never return. But a tragedy in the family forced her home, and she finds herself facing an uncertain future.

Ben and Chastity were high school sweethearts whose three-year relationship ended dramatically. But they were once in the head-over-heels, can’t-breathe-without-you kind of love. And now, they suddenly find themselves pushed into each other’s lives again in the most surprising of circumstances.


TROPES
✅ Sweet Contemporary Western Romance
✅ Second Chance Romance
✅ Curvy Girl Romance
✅ High School Sweethearts
✅ Back to Small Hometown
✅ Happily-Ever-After


AUTHOR'S NOTE
Her Second Chance Cowboy is a sweet contemporary western romance novel that is sure to sweep you off your feet! It’s the first book of a five-book series of standalones about each of the wealthy but humble brothers of Miller Ranch finding true love. Come see why readers have loved the Miller Family!

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But as he reached out his hand, a particular voice caught her attention. Somewhere between velvet and rumbling thunder, there was a timbre that tickled at the back of her mind, making her heart skip a beat.

Thoroughly distracted, Chastity looked past the man as he shook her hand, and she focused her gaze down the line. Just like the last ten minutes, there were faces she recognized, faces she didn’t, and some that straddled the line between recognition and faded memory.

But not him.

Her heart stopped the moment she laid eyes on him. He was taller and brawny, having filled out with the muscle of manhood, but there was no mistaking him.

Towering over everyone else around him, his sandy-blond hair was cut close to his head on the sides and groomed long on top. Even from the distance she was at, Chastity could make out his piercing green eyes surrounded by dark, dark lashes. He was wearing the same Sunday best as everyone else, but his muscles were filling it out so much it was borderline indecent.

His jaw was as sharp as ever, able to slay a thousand Philistines or cut through steel, and his cheekbones were as high as she remembered. All in all, it was like God had personally sculpted him to absolute perfection.

Before she could catch herself, Chastity took a step forward. It didn’t take long before those dazzling green eyes noticed her movement, and they landed right on her, staring through her like she was thinner than a sheet of paper.

Her breath caught in her throat, and it felt like her soul up and left her body. But while her mind was in shock, her mouth kept on moving right along without her brain.

“Benny?”

***

Ben

“Benny?”

Dear Lord, her voice was as enrapturing as he remembered, and he had to close his eyes not to get caught up in it. Ben couldn’t believe that she was here. Wasn’t she supposed to be in the city?

Her voice was low for a woman, with a very specific laugh that was just on the border of being salacious or unpleasant. But undercutting those potentially off-putting traits was an alto-tone that was smoother than honey, making each of her words hang in the air like forbidden fruit.

Dozens of feelings hit Ben at once. Revulsion, desire, heartbreak, shock. It was a kaleidoscope of thoughts and emotions that left him breathless.

“Are you all right?” He heard Ma say the words, looking up at him in concern.

However, he couldn’t put together the words to answer her. His mind was one hundred percent occupied by the woman staring at him from across the room with wide eyes as dark as the night sky.

For a moment, he thought that he would turn around and run right then and there, but then she was moving toward him. Before he could get his mind in order, she was repeating his name again.

Goodness, the way she said it was either a sin or a prayer, he couldn’t tell which. Her voice almost plunged him into memories he had long since buried, and he had to breathe in deeply through his nose to stay in the moment.

She was even more beautiful than his memory told him. Her body had filled out with her womanhood, her hourglass figure no doubt tempting many a man to think things they wouldn’t want their mother to
overhear. Her hair was long and a glossy obsidian, done up in a braided crown about her head, as if she needed further proof of her naturally royal elegance. Her features were aquiline, blending into each other like they were carefully painted by a master artist. Those ruby red, full lips were parted slightly in her query, and her rounded cheeks were flushed the faintest pink.

What was that expression on her face? Hopeful? Happy? Upset? He couldn’t tell, his mind was so occupied in observing every minute detail about her that he could.

What is she doing here? He couldn’t help but wonder. She’s supposed to be almost a continent away.

She said his name one more time, and his mother gently elbowed him, stirring him back to reality and the woman who was standing before him.