| Mike Kale didn't remember much of what happened the night before. But when he woke up with an assortment of lovely ladies in bed with him, he thought he had to be dreaming! But he wasn't dreaming and they were all in the bed. His head ached only to have it pound even more by a woman named Bev screaming at him at what he had done. What had he done was his next question, until she screeched that he had married one of them! She shoved a piece of paper with his name on it at him and grabbed it before he could read or try to focus on the words written on it. Not only was Mike confused it was soon evident that being in a bed with an assortment of ladies, he as any red blooded man would do began to feel parts of his body reacting to the predicament. IF he had indeed married one of these ladies, and he prayed it wasn't Bev with the loud voice, which one was it?
Kresley Hansen had been in love with Mike for as long as she could remember. It was Mike who gave the young teen her first kiss and one she never forgot it all these years. Only trouble is that when she kissed Mike she was only fifteen and he was twenty. Mike never lived down the ribbing he got from his friends for that one. But there was something about that girl that was like a match to a powder keg when they got near each other. This was no different only the sparks were more like flames this time and somehow it didn't matter that she was a Hansen. Pull up a chair and enjoy Britt Blaise spin us all into the web of those Cave Creek cowboys. By the way does anyone know where Cave Creek is? Might want to take a vacation there one day maybe there's a few cowboys left for the rest of us.
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Reviewer: Louise Riveiro-Mitchell |