Gray Wolf Security (Wyoming) Enjoy the complete Volume 3 of the Gray Wolf Security series. 5 Books. No Cliffhangers. More than 1,000 pages :)
I'm a cowhand. I've never pretended to be anything more, but that didn't give her the right to pretend that I wasn't smart enough to have read all those fancy books she taught her students, or that I wasn't brave enough to have served my country. Her and her privileged background—what did she know about working for a living? But there was something about her, something irresistible. And when she got herself caught up in the middle of the very first case Gray Wolf Security's newest office was assigned to handle—that I was assigned to handle—I couldn't quite find a way to keep my distance from her. Would I have kept my distance if I'd known I'd have to make a choice between her and Sutherland Knight, my best friend's widow, and my boss? What the hell have I gotten myself into?
I grew up on a farm, but I left there the moment I could to join the Navy and then I got myself engaged to a Santa Monica beauty. The last thing I wanted was to be shipped off to Wyoming to go back to the life I'd left behind. But here I was, pretending to be married to a short, curvy woman who was nothing like the beauty who ran off with my best buddy. I don't know why Ash Grayson would think joining this new satellite office of Gray Wolf would help heal my broken heart. Yet, there was something beautiful in the simplicity of small town life. And Eve Spraberry might not be the angel the town seemed to think she was, but she was angelic enough to distract me from the life I left behind and that was kind of the point, wasn't it?
Becky was a mystery from the moment I set eyes on her. I knew she was a single mother and that sometimes came with some wariness, but her resistance to my charms was extraordinarily strong. I could never have imagined, however, how dark the mystery really was. No one could have guessed that Becky, MidKnight Ranch's reliable employee over the past five years, was on the run from the FBI. What had I gotten myself into with this woman? And how was I going to get out? Did I even want to get out?
I came here for my own reasons, the job just playing a secondary role to my prime objective. It was fortuitous when the Mahoney raid was suggested and my captain gave me the opportunity to take part. After all, I'd worked with the DEA in Florida, at least as far as he knew. Taking down a drug operation like the Mahoney Cartel should be just a walk in the park for me. I didn't anticipate it turning into a complete ambush or that she would be the one to come to my rescue. She was beautiful and resourceful, but she was a distraction. I couldn't let anything stand in the way of me and my prime objective.
I'm a widow. I'm a mother. I'm a rancher. Nowhere in that description is lover or savior. But some cosmic force thought it would be hilarious to throw in the Hollywood hunk next door at the same time some massive criminal organization decides to kidnap my dead husband's best friend, my mentor, my friend. To add to the list, someone's been sabotaging my ranch and someone else has been stealing secrets from my office and giving them to the enemy. Or maybe it's the same person.