THE COWBOY’S MAIL-ORDER BRIDE (THE CAREYS OF COWBOY POINT #1) BY MEGAN CRANE EPUB & PDF

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  • Authors: MEGAN CRANE
  • Language: English
  • Genre: contemporary romance
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Harlan Carey knew the woman who rushed in through the doors of
Grey’s Saloon and then stopped dead, as if she needed to do a quick
reconnaissance of the place before she could commit to it, was his very own
mail-order bride.

They got their fair share of tourists here in Marietta, a small town
tucked away in Paradise Valley, Montana, where folks liked to stop before
heading down to explore the many glories of Yellowstone and the Grand
Tetons. But he knew she wasn’t headed out to explore any national parks in
this stretch of May that was called spring but was still too cold to mean it.
He knew she was here for him.

Harlan knew this instantly and without question, the way his late mother
used to say she knew things she shouldn’t—down deep in the bones. The
way the weather was going to turn up on Copper Mountain. The way the
sun settled down into the hills in winter, just a gleam of gold to remind a
man hunkering down in the Montana cold that the light always came back
eventually. The way he could eyeball a fractious calf before it got itself in
too much trouble and more often than not, sort out the situation before it
developed. The way he had that sixth sense about when his fences—or his
family—needed his attention.

It was her.
Though if he was right about that, and he knew he was, it was going to
be a problem.

Harlan knew that just as certainly and just as quick.
She’d come in with the wind when she’d opened the door and Harlan
could feel the bite of it on the back of his neck. He’d driven down the side
of Copper Mountain this morning, still snowy and icy most of the way to
the valley floor. It was that snow and ice you could feel even walking
around the streets of Marietta, a reminder that seasons in Montana were
more like suggestions. Folks liked to claim there were only three: winter,
July, and August.

Sure, there were hints of spring if a man knew where to look, but it was
different in the higher elevations, where Harlan had lived all his life. High
Mountain Ranch had been in his family since his rugged, determined
ancestors had made the trek out from various forms of indentured servitude
in the East to try their hand at mining. Copper Mountain hadn’t turned out
to have a lot of copper, despite grand promises to the contrary. The Careys,
always quick to pivot when necessary, had decided to claim as much land as
they could—far away enough from the bustle of town and the copper and
railway barons who thought too highly of themselves in their fancy
Victorian houses.

That was how High Mountain Ranch had been born. Grit,
determination, a kind of steel-plated optimism, and more than a little
bullheadedness.

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