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About The Marlboro Man
For years Mark Webber was in love with his best friend’s girl, and it had become well past time for him to move on for greener pastures. Not long after he left, Mark realized the Sprawling A was his home, so now he’s back, ready to leave the past in the dust. While he was gone, there had been some changes at the A, including a new ranch hand who comes with a sister that stirs Mark’s passions in ways he never felt.
Gabriella Montoya has come to the ranch seeking shelter after a failed marriage. Not only is she welcomed with open arms, but she gains six big brothers. But one man doesn’t look at her like he would a sister. Oh, no. Mark gazes at her with a heat and promise in his eyes, and damn if he doesn’t deliver on every one. But Gabriella’s not certain she’s ready to embark on another relationship so soon with a man who has made no bones about wanting forever, especially when both of their pasts rise from the ashes and threaten everything they have.
Mark reached for a mug and poured himself some coffee. “How are you doing?”
“Fine,” she replied before he finished asking the question.
“Gabriella.” The sharp crack in his tone made her gaze jump to his. “Really, how are you doing?” The set of his jaw and the earnest worry in his eyes told her that he wanted an honest answer and that it mattered to him.
She turned away from the temptation of leaning her head against that strong chest and poured the eggs onto the hot skillet. The bubbling yellow mixture was an excellent representation of how Mark’s gaze set her insides to quivering. “I don’t know. I’m standing. My body doesn’t ache. I have no clue what I am going to do, or where I’ll live, or how I’ll make any money. But I’m alive. That’s the most important thing. Right?”
“That’s a start. One step at a time. I have a feeling you’re going to be just fine.” There was a softness in his gaze that made her heart beat in triple time. “Gabriella—” he began then was interrupted by the pounding of heavy footfalls coming through the mudroom.
She almost dropped the hot pan in her hand as she watched the parade of fine male specimens coming through the door. They not only varied in height from tall to gigantic, but also in hair color and ages. Each was handsome in their own way, and so supremely virile her throat went dry just by being in their presence. No wonder Greta was pregnant.
About the Author
Anna Alexander’s literary world changed at age thirteen when a friend gave her a copy of Kathleen Woodiwiss’s A Rose in Winter. With her mind thoroughly blown, she decided that one day she too would be a romance writer. With Hugh Jackman’s abs and Christopher Reeve’s blue eyes as inspiration, she loves spinning tales about superheroes finding love.