Status Updates From Love at First Bark (Love Un...

She smiled, laughed, and blushed all at the same time as he lowered her back to earth. “Actually, the credit goes to Charlie. I would have walked the other direction.” Jackson beamed at the dog. “Charlie, you’re a hero.” Charlie sneezed, unconcerned with his elevated status. “That dog is getting a T-bone steak,” Jackson said. “He’d settle for an anchovy.”-

It wasn’t pretense. She was going to make herself into a romance writer if it was the last thing she did. God wouldn’t have blessed her first series so abundantly if He hadn’t wanted her to make a career of it, would He? With her stomach not quite settled and her knees still a tad wobbly, she returned to the tiny cabin and closed the door.

A faint smile crossed his face as he got off of his horse, all six foot four burly muscled inches of him. The guy could have ridden right off the cover of a romance novel. He pulled off one glove with his teeth and offered her a calloused hand. Marcy figured he had to be named Dirk or Rhett or Stone or something.