Riley's Rescue
(Last Chance #6)
by Lexi Post
Army veteran, Riley O’Hare, is a loner for a reason—it’s
safe, and it keeps her sane. After calling animal welfare on her last boss, she
accepted the position of a ranch hand for the Last Chance Ranch. But things
have become almost too comfortable. The only reason she’s stayed so long is she
works alone…a
lot.
Garrett Walker is a former Hot Shot, part of a special breed
of firefighters who battle wildfires. At loose ends, he becomes the rescue
horse hauler for Last Chance Ranch. When he meets the tough, distant Riley, he
finds his usual aptitude for sizing up a person is completely useless. Either
she’s as odd as she appears or her layers run deep.
It’s only
after a freak accident throws them into close proximity that he uncovers more
about her, inadvertently revealing his own weakness. A need to keep her in his
life grows too strong to ignore. Their occupational scars may be impossible to
overcome, but he was a Hot Shot for a reason. Jumping into fires has been his
specialty…and his downfall.
Buylinks:
Excerpt:
A smile
threatened. The man had no clue that she was the last person he wanted to be
stuck in a cave with. Mine! She was in a mine. An old copper mine. Fucking-A,
Riley get your shit together. This is not a cave. The ceilings are too low,
there are rails on the ground, and there’s only two tunnels.
Right. She
knew that. The cave outside Chora, which had at first been an escape, had
become her tomb when the bastards had blown the entrance to bury her inside.
The destruction at the wide opening had been complete, the debris yards deep.
This was a simple cave-in.
But it was
the same. She was buried alive, again. The calm she’d recognized only minutes
earlier evaporated as her gaze swept the sidewalls, instinctually searching for
the small hole she’d squeezed through as the Taliban scoured the cave. It
had to be here. She must be close. She’d only run for a hundred yards or so. Or
did it just feel like that? She listened for sounds of pursuit, but the only
sound was her own footsteps and those in front of her.
She
halted, but the footsteps continued, taking her light with them. Quickly, she
ran forward again, desperate to find the hole. Excited arguing sounded in her
ears, back toward the entrance. Maybe they would shoot each other. It had
happened before.
Suddenly,
a flash of light reflected off the cave walls, and she dove to the ground,
covering her dog, protecting it.
Dog? She
blinked as the animal licked at her face.
“Are you
okay?”
The male
voice above her sounded concerned. That wasn’t the voice she’d heard behind
her. Releasing the dog, she rolled over to get her face out of the dirt.
Quickly, she shaded her eyes from the bright light. “Who?”
A man
crouched down next to her. “It’s me, Garrett. Are you hurt? Did you trip?”
Garrett.
Arizona.
Mine.
Shit.
About Lexi:
Lexi Post is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of romance
inspired by the classics. She spent years in higher education taking and
teaching courses about the classical literature she loved. From Edgar Allan
Poe's short story “The Masque of the Red Death” to Tolstoy’s War and Peace, she's read, studied, and
taught wonderful classics.
But Lexi's first love is romance novels so she married her two first loves, romance
and the classics. From hot paranormals to sizzling cowboys to hunks from out of
this world, Lexi provides a sensuous experience with a “whole lotta story.”
Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her cat in
Florida. She makes her own ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and
you will never see her without a hat.
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