A Man with a Past releases on Tuesday!

 Today, because it's a holiday. Because I have children coming to visit. Because I have fireworks to blow up, I'm keeping it simple.

An excerpt from A Man with a Past.

Book #2 of the Brothers in Arms series.

This is the heroine of book #2 Cheyenne and she's just had her ranch stolen from her by two surprise brothers. Her ranch left to them by her worthless sidewinder of a stepfather.

Wyatt was afraid of her.

The cowpokes were afraid of her.

The cows were afraid of her.

The horses were afraid of her.

Truth be told, she was a little bit afraid of herself.

When Cheyenne saw Wyatt come back, she saw in his eyes that he’d brought those land-stealing, sons-of-a-sidewinder to her ranch.

Already working with the strength and speed of two, she threw herself into branding like a mad woman.

Her land, her heritage, her whole world had been stolen.

She’d prayed about it. She really had. Prayed and prayed and prayed to accept what she could not change.

And still she was roping and throwing calves with a ruthless speed. Not hurting the calves, just fast and without ever allow herself one second between. She wanted no time to think.

Rope them, throw them, brand them. Rope another one.

The spring branding was going about double speed as everyone tried to keep up with her.

And stay out of her way.

“Hey, Wyatt, Cheyenne, Winona’s here.” Their foreman, Rubin Walsh shouted at her. When she turned, he was looking somewhere else, like he was afraid to accidentally catch her eye.

Cheyenne turned to see her friend, Winona Hawkins, come riding up. Wyatt didn’t speak to Cheyenne, but strode out toward Win and whoever that brown-headed man was who came along.

She knew who he was though, or had it narrowed down. Either Falcon or Kevin Hunt.

The two men who’d stolen her ranch.

Or rather their father, also Wyatt’s father, had stolen it.

Stolen it legally, but there was no justice in what had happened. Her land. Her ma and pa’s land. The ranch was built and run by Nate and Katherine Brewster and always meant for her. While Jacque LaRemy, her Grandpa’s ranch, would be for Wyatt.

And somehow the twisted laws of the land gave it all to Clovis Hunt. Grandpa’s, Ma’s, all of it. And he turned around and left it to sons she didn’t know existed. One third to Wyatt, and one third each to Falcon and Kevin.

None for her.

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