If you read Heart of Clay and enjoyed it, you can download Country Boy vs. City Girl for just 99 cents today!
(That’s right, only 99 pennies! What a deal!)
How hard is it for two stubborn people to meet in the middle?
Find out in this sweet contemporary western romance!
Tenacious and determined, Jenna Keaton has no plans for a husband or marriage, devoting her time and energy into her career. The very last thing on her mind is falling for a man who wants to move to the sticks and toil in the dirt. There’s no way he’s getting her to leave life in the city.
Successful, handsome, and blissfully single, Josh Carver thinks life couldn’t get any sweeter until he encounters Jenna Keaton and sparks ignite around them. When he unexpectedly reveals his lifelong aspiration to be a farmer, she decides he’s gone off the deep end.
It’s a headlong battle of stubborn wills, exciting adventures, and unexpected heartbreak as the country boy takes on his city girl.
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The other day, when I decided I needed some artwork to design my promotional pieces for this sale, I asked Captain Cavedweller if he’d be willing to go pose on the edge of a wheat field. He agreed, lacking any real enthusiasm for my request. It seemed fitting he do this since he and I posed for the cover of County Boy vs. City Girl on my dad’s old John Deere tractor. (That’s right, it’s our feet in the photo.)
Finding the same pair of boots he wore then, we went out to snap a few shots after he got home from work on a day when the temperature reached 105 degrees.
He didn’t complain about posing in the sweltering heat on the edge of wheat field where the wheat chaff flew thick in the air, although I’m sure he wanted to. He let me take dozens of photos and even waited while I took a few of the harvest crew as they worked the field. If that’s not true love, I don’t know what is!
I just love these boots! Or maybe it’s because I love the guy wearing the boots that I like them so.
I think they look rugged and handsome, kind of like my CC.
It’s not every day you see a wheat field being harvested next to a vineyard, but it’s more common than you might think in our neck of the woods.
Combines and wheat harvest take me back to the itchy, scratchy days of my childhood.
Our combine had an open cab and my brother was the primary driver. I think he was the only one who could stand to be covered so completely by the wheat chaff. (Don’t you love the way the three combines are driving down the field?)
Watching them harvest the grain definitely made me think of my childhood days – and also of Josh’s wheat harvest from the Country Boy vs. City Girl story.
If you haven’t read it yet, get your copy today!
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Praise for Country Boy vs. City Girl:
“Enjoyable story. Not complicated. Great book to relax with after a rough day. Looking forward to reading the next book in the series.”
Amazon Reviewer
“I love this series of books! I can’t wait to read the next one…just gotta find time to read the whole thing at once because I hate to put them down once I start reading!”
Amazon Reviewer
“This couple has love at first sight ‘thing’ but both tried to ignore the feelings. It will hold your attention throughout the the book. The outcome will come as a mystery surprise when the doctor comes out to tell Josh, ‘maybe you better sit down, Jenna is…’.”
Amazon Reviewer
Excerpt:
Josh was watering Jenna’s flowers when he heard a scream from inside the house. Tossing aside the hose, he entered through the back door at a run. As he plowed into the kitchen, he saw Jake’s red face turned toward the wall while Jenna, her face even redder, clutched a dishtowel to her chest as she slowly backed out of the kitchen. Her outfit, at least what he could see around the dishtowel, made his eyes widen in surprise.
Glad he wore a shirt that snapped up the front, Josh quickly yanked it loose, slipped it around Jenna, and swept her into his arms. There was no way she could beat a hasty retreat in the strappy high-heeled shoes she wore. He carried her into their bedroom, kicked the door shut, and dropped her on the bed. Standing up, he gaped at her.
“What are you doing?” he finally asked in a rough voice, confused, annoyed and wildly excited all at the same time. “You aren’t supposed to be home until this evening.”
