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Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 52773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)

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Darby has always been ‘that’ guy. The guy that no man, woman, or child wants around their loved one. See, a long time ago he made some bad decisions. Those bad decisions have haunted him ever since. No matter what he does, people still see him as the town’s screw up. The boy that sold his soul to the Devil. Years later, he’s turned himself around. Made amends and ultimately turned into a generally good guy. Only, it’s hard to act like a good guy when people still treat you like the old you, and not the new you. Enter Waylynn Jennings. Waylynn has watched Darby Valentine from afar for a very long time. She’s witnessed the changes in him and knows the only reason he’s so mean is to protect the man that lies within. A battered, injured soul that deserves more than what he’s received. Even his own family takes him for granted. She’s made it her new mission in life to prove to everyone that Darby isn’t the bad guy. That he’s a kind-hearted, sweet soul that’s just looking for a place to fit in. Only, Darby is fairly sure that Waylynn is out to kill him, not help him. How else do you explain all the fights he’s having to break up on her behalf, or all the times he has to come to her rescue when she’s managed to put her cute little butt right in the middle of something where it shouldn’t be? There’s obviously only one solution. He has to make her his. Then everyone will know not to mess with her. Darby Valentine protects what’s his. No matter what the cost.
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Chapter 1

Women will never know the dread of when your dick touches the inside of a toilet bowl.

-Text from Darby to Waylynn

Darby

“I’m not going to give you shit.”

I would’ve rolled my eyes had I not known it would just piss the woman off in front of me.

“Listen, Linda,” I said.

“My name isn’t Linda, jerk wad,” Not-Linda said. “It’s Kasey.”

I knew what her name was, but I couldn’t stop myself from saying things to piss her off. Seriously, doing it was just too much fun.

“Kasey,” I corrected myself, trying not to put too much sarcasm into my words. “I’m here to make the bank drop for you.”

“You’re going to have to allow me to check with Candy or Desi, then,” Kasey snarled. “I don’t want you stealing it.”

I sighed.

“I’ve been a good boy for years now, Kasey,” I said. “You’re being much too dramatic.”

Kasey stiffened and turned away from me as if I’d just pissed in her cornflakes.

Then again, maybe I had at one point.

I’d been a dick in my younger years.

In fact, I was still a dick.

I just wasn’t a prick that did shit just to piss people off and fuck up peoples’ lives anymore.

Now, I just did what I wanted, tried not to piss people off in the process, and kept my nose clean.

Kasey had been a mistake.

A mistake I’d made when I was ‘asshole Darby’ and not ‘has his shit together Darby.’

Kasey and I had dated in high school. It’d gone south when I’d left, trying to leave my shitty past behind. And Kasey still hated that I’d let her go when I’d left.

Meaning, now that she worked for my sister-in-laws, Candy and Desi, I had to see her and deal with her crap a lot more often than I wanted to.

The woman who’d entered the store behind me, who’d been listening to the entire thing since she’d walked in, finally broke the silence of Kasey leaving.

“Is that your superpower?”

I turned and looked at the woman.

It wasn’t really a surprise to find Waylynn Jennings standing there.

I’d, of course, seen her enter the store.

What I hadn’t expected her to do was to actually talk to me.

“What?” I asked, confusion lacing my features.

“Pissing people off,” she said. “Is that your superpower?”

I rolled my eyes.

“You’re hilarious,” I found myself saying. “Why are you talking to me?”

I’d met Waylynn Jennings when I’d started working for the rodeo circuit as a bullfighter.

A bullfighter was the crazy man that chased the bulls around the rodeo ring when the bull riders either fell off the bull, or jumped off when they had completed their ride.

To keep the bull rider safe, the bullfighter would then catch the bull’s attention to ensure that the bull rider could make it out of the ring without harm.

That was where Waylynn’s father, Jude, came in.

Jude was a six-foot-four powerhouse that could run like the wind.

He’d taken me under his wing and shown me the ropes when I was just a kid looking to make a buck. And, after eight years of being a bullfighter, I finally could see the end on the horizon.

Originally, I’d taken the job as a bullfighter because it paid a pretty decent chunk of change.

Then I’d kept the job because it gave me money, worked well with my schedule at the Valentine Ranch, and I could pick and choose where I wanted to go and when I wanted to work. Which was a necessity when it came to going to college full-time.

Which led to how I’d first met Waylynn.

Jude Jennings had brought his daughter, Waylynn, with him to the first rodeo.

At the time, Waylynn hadn’t liked being there.

Her mother and Jude had recently divorced, and she’d been a bitter little bitch to anyone that showed her any kindness.

And me, who hadn’t really cared who she was at all, hadn’t shown her even the least bit of attention when she was around.

Which, in turn, pissed her off even more.

Now, eight years later, she still had a hard-on when it came to causing me trouble.

To make matters worse, she’d even started going to the same damn school as me. Attending the same damn classes.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure if she’d started the classes because of me, and wanted to piss me off even more, or because she genuinely wanted to be an architectural engineer.

Whatever the reason, to this day she still disliked every bone in my body.

And I thought she was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

Even though I’d never act on the feelings she invoked in me.

“I’m talking to you because I know it annoys you,” she said.

I frowned.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

Kasey came out of the back room, phone to her ear, and the bank bag in her hands.

She looked like she’d swallowed a lemon.

“Sure, fine,” Kasey said, holding out the bank bag to me. “Here.”

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Candy Ray Sunshine--Yes, that is my real name, thank you very much, Mom and Dad--knew two things. One, she was going to work her butt off and open her very own coffee shop, even if she had to die doing it. Two, Banks Valentine was the world’s worst ex-boyfriend in the history of ex-boyfriends. Even if they were only boyfriend and girlfriend for one evening. She wouldn’t sneeze on him even if he was on fire. * Banks Valentine also knew two things. One, he was an immature jerk when he was in high school, and Candy Ray Sunshine probably could open a coffee shop if she put her mind to it. But he still thinks that she should shoot a little higher, anything that gets her the heck out of Kilgore, Texas. Two, he likes riding bulls. It’s a dangerous job, and when he gets on the back of one of those thousand-pound death machines, he can finally feel his head clear enough that he can think. * Candy and Banks would never get along. Not after what he said, and definitely not after what she did. Then again, neither one of them expected that night to end the way it did, either—the night that both of them refused to talk about the next morning.
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Part I

Chapter 1

Have you ever put two and two together and come up with fifteen reasons to smack a motherfucker?

-Banks to Callum

Banks

Fifteen years ago

“Come on, let’s do it,” I said as I humped the massive thing into the hallway of the school.

It was eerie being here after hours.

Honestly, if I hadn’t been so pissed off at my big brother, I probably wouldn’t be doing this right now.

But Ace had said that I wasn’t allowed to pull off a senior prank since I wasn’t a senior, and shit had gone downhill from there.

Which was how it led me to now, standing in the middle of the senior hallway at school, with a three-foot-tall, two foot in diameter, massive dildo. It was even skin-colored, paired with quite a few veins, as well as the biggest pair of balls that I’d ever seen.

“You got the lube?” I asked Callum.

He rolled his eyes and produced about four bottles from his pants pocket.

“Excellent,” I said, unearthing the massive dong from my box. “Spencer, you got the glue?”

Spencer held up the glue. It was super, super glue. Or so I was told. I asked the guy at the hardware store what would be the best thing to stick silicone to tiles, and he’d pointed me in the direction of that particular type of glue.

So, it was my hope that the glue wouldn’t be coming off very easily. They’d have to chop the dick apart before they could unglue it. Or so I hoped.

I didn’t want to make it easy for them.

What would be the fun in that?

“Let’s do this.” I turned the dildo up and gestured to the rather large suction cup at the bottom.

“Do you think that someone would actually use this for what it’s intended for?” Callum asked.

I looked at my younger brother and shrugged. “Who knows?” I said. “I’m sure there has to be a need for it. According to Amazon, it’s the number one best-selling dildo in ‘big dildos collections.’”

Spencer snorted and twisted the lid off the tube of glue, then squirted the entire thing onto it, using the tube itself to spread it in.

Once done, he tossed the glue into the trash can at the end of the hall and came back.

I looked for the best place to put it.

“Right there.” Callum pointed. “In the middle of the hallway. Right in the middle of the ‘G’.”

I walked to where he pointed and agreed. It was the perfect spot.

The first thing anybody would see as they entered the senior hallway was the dildo on the floor.

Five minutes later it was stuck to the floor and Callum and I were lubing it up.

“This is gonna be hilarious,” I declared once we were done. “Let’s go wash our hands and go.”

Or we would have had the bathroom doors not been locked.

“Well shit,” I said as I looked at my hands, then at the pole we would have to climb to get out of the school. “This is going to be fun.”

***

The next day at school was nerve wracking. After thirty minutes of stacking shit to help us get out, we’d made it home just in time to help with chores and turn around and go back to school. Luckily, I was able to grab a shower first.

I was fairly sure I had lube in places there shouldn’t be lube.

The first thing I saw as I got to the school was the crowd.

They hadn’t even made it inside yet seeing as the seniors had managed to pull off their prank yesterday, too.

They’d put a cow—a live one at that—on top of the gym. Fortunately, they’d corralled the beast, because I could see the animal walking straight off the side of the building.

“The bell has rung!” Principal Matthews called out. “Get inside!”

My brother rolled his eyes at his fellow seniors’ prank.

“Amateurs.” He snorted as he elbowed me. “What’d you do last night that had you out so late?”

The tardy bell rang and everybody started to run. It seemed like the entire school was outside staring at the cow, even the teachers.

That was why everyone was in school and in their classes by the time Principal Matthews came over the loudspeaker and announced the school was in lockdown.

“And to whoever decided to glue the massive dil… eeeeep, sex toy—whatever—to the tile in the middle of the senior hallway, we will find you,” Principle Matthews declared.

Callum and I exchanged looks, but neither one of us were worried.

In fact, there was no way in hell they’d know it was us.

***

Okay, so they somehow found out it was us.

Well, they’d narrowed it down to about ten students, three of which had actually done it.

How they’d narrowed it down, I didn’t know. But they did, leaving us all sitting in the middle of the senior hallway as Principal Matthews stared at us with annoyance written all over his face.

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Total pages in book: 66
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I fell in love with his rope skills. I stayed because somehow he took hold of my heart and made it his. Callum Valentine didn’t mean to eavesdrop. Then again? When a man is calling a woman fat right in front of your table, it’s kind of hard not to intervene. Especially when the town’s most beautiful creature ever is the one being called fat. Desi just wants to be left alone. After an ugly divorce, she thinks she’s in the clear. Then her ex takes it upon himself to continue to make her life miserable, giving Desi no choice but to take it or leave. In fact, her bags were nearly all the way packed when Callum poked his nose into the most embarrassing spectacle the town of Kilgore has ever witnessed. The moment he declares her his and off limits, everything changes—and definitely not for the better. As if things couldn’t get worse than being called a pitiful, fat heifer in front of the hottest man she’s ever seen, Callum has to go and say that she’s his, and they have to play a game that she’s not quite sure she wants to be playing. But before her eyes, things change. And suddenly the rules of the game aren’t clear. And they’re crossing boundaries neither one of them see coming.
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Why does chocolate have to make you fat? Why can’t celery make you fat?

-Desi’s secret thoughts

Desidara

Divorces sucked.

What sucked even more was seeing your ex-husband out with the woman that he cheated on you with, but there it was. Or, more accurately, there he was.

Though he hadn’t seen me, thank God.

I looked down at my lap, hoping beyond hope that by not maintaining eye-contact, it would mean he wouldn’t stop… but I should’ve known better.

Mal Stevens and Marjorie Christmas were assholes.

If they could find a way to make my life harder than it needed to be, they’d do it.

Even worse, they’d embarrass the crap out of me if they could.

Meaning, when they walked up, they tortured me relentlessly.

“Well, hello there, Desi-Dough,” I heard my recently divorced from me ex-husband practically jeer.

Desi-Dough.

God, if there was a way to delete a word from the human language, it would be the word ‘dough.’

About a year and a half into our marriage, when I started putting on weight, Mal had started using creative and inventive words to remind me that I was no longer a size six.

Even worse, he shared those words with his now-girlfriend, who also became delighted each time she got to use the word and I’d flinch.

I slowly looked up, knowing what I’d find when I did.

Mal’s cruel gaze centered solely on me.

“Hi, Mal,” I said softly. “What can I help you with?”

His lips tipped up in a sneer. “You can help me by telling my father that you no longer need money.”

My brows rose.

“I can’t,” I said. “If I don’t have money from you, I can’t make the house payment, and you know that.”

A house payment that he’d forced me to acquire.

A house payment that, if I could, I’d give up in a heartbeat.

The only problem was that nobody in their right goddamn mind wanted to buy two thousand acres and a ten-thousand-square-foot house.

Hell, I wasn’t even sure why the hell I’d agreed to buy it, yet there I sat, in debt up to my eyeballs, with a snowball’s chance in hell to unload a house that I didn’t want nor need.

“Yeah,” he sneered. “You just keep telling yourself that. And I’ll just keep writing you checks every single month for your ridiculous reasons.” He paused. “I hope you like next month’s check.”

I frowned, unsure what to say to that.

“You want to know why?” Marjorie practically cackled.

No, I didn’t.

I had a feeling that they were going to share the information with me, whether I agreed or not.

So, I continued to sit there, waiting patiently for them to ruin my day even more.

“Oh, she doesn’t look happy, Mal.” Marjorie giggled.

I wanted to punch her in the throat—with the hand that still bore the tan from my wedding ring. Too bad I still didn’t have said wedding ring, otherwise I would’ve made sure to rub it in her face.

At this point, I was well and truly over Mal.

The only problem was that Mal thought I was still hung up over him.

Honestly, I wasn’t.

I was pissed.

Pissed that I’d wasted a year of my life dating him, and two years of my life married to him.

Even more, I wished that I hadn’t thought he’d make a good father when I’d first seen him with his nephew.

If I were being honest, it was Mal’s nephew who had first caught my eye.

He’d been two and wearing boots, a cowboy hat, and spurs. He’d been riding a horse and he’d fallen. Me, being a nurturing person by nature, had gone to help the little cowboy up.

And that little cowboy had stolen my heart, right along with his uncle about ten seconds later.

Unfortunately for me, I hadn’t realized that his uncle was the player that he was.

I also hadn’t realized what kind of spoiled little brat he was, either.

I baked cakes.

I was sheltered.

And even more, was socially awkward and shy.

When I was growing up, I’d always been overweight. All through my childhood and teenage years, I’d looked like a fat blob. However, when I’d turned eighteen, I’d tried hard to get the body that I’d always wanted. And in doing so, I’d created an unfair image of myself.

I’d starved myself, worked out hard, and been an utterly unhappy person.

Then I’d met Mal, and I’d had to continue to force myself to eat well, or not eat at all, to please my husband.

Then I’d gotten an injury, and I’d been forced to take it easy, and I’d gained weight.

Not able to work out, I’d ballooned, and my husband had lost interest in me since I was no longer his perfect little wife anymore.

It’d taken me six weeks to get healthy enough to work out again, and two weeks after that to realize that my husband was cheating on me.

Within a week, I’d filed for divorce, and if it wasn’t for Mal’s father, Malloy, I would’ve drowned.

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His Wranglers fit him like a glove. A really tight, leaving nothing to the imagination, glove. Codie wants nothing more than to shove that Wrangler-covered butt straight into the mud. Ace Valentine has a smart mouth, a devil-may-care attitude, and those wicked eyes aimed directly at her. She doesn’t know what to do with that kind of attention. Especially not from the sweet-talking man that has no problem charming every woman that enters his orbit—everyone but her, at least. Ace isn’t sure why Codie Spears had her panties in a twist when it comes to him, but every snub and insult she hurls his way brings him closer and closer to falling for her. He’s not sure what it is about the town’s bad girl that draws his attention, but every encounter they have leaves him wanting her until there’s nothing else left to do but have her. The only thing is, she’s been convinced by everyone around her that she’s not good enough. Tell a person that she’s a piece of trash enough times, and eventually she’ll start to believe it. It’s going to take a lot of smooth-talking and gentling on his part to get her to see that she’s worth it. And once he has her where he wants her? Well, she’ll make a mighty fine rancher’s wife.
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Save a horse, ride a… bike. Nobody wants a fat ass.

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Codie

“Yes, Granddad,” I said through shivering lips. “I’m on my way. Yes, I’m okay. No, the truck’s not having any trouble pulling the trailer. Yes. No. Yes.”

I sighed in frustration when Granddad continued asking me questions. Obviously knowing I was driving in the rain didn’t much matter to him.

“Yes, I’ll look for Mr. Valentine,” I soothed. “I don’t know how to back up the trailer, so I’m going to ask him to do it. Do you think he will?”

“Yes,” Granddad immediately replied. “I think he will. Just make sure to say please. He’s very formal.”

Did I note a hint of satisfaction in his voice?

Whatever.

“Listen,” I said, spotting the sign for the Longview Livestock in front of me. “I’m almost there, and I’m about to turn. I love you.”

“Love you, too, Codie,” Granddad said in his shaky, aging voice. “Have fun.”

I smiled at the words coming from Granddad’s mouth.

He didn’t say ‘I love you’ very often, so when he did, it made the words all the more special to hear.

Dropping the phone into the seat beside me, I looked in my rearview mirrors and started to slow the large one-ton Dodge diesel dually, making a wide turn into the parking lot and coming to a stop almost immediately after pulling in.

“Where do I go?” I asked the empty cab.

My eyes took everything in at once, and my belly started to flutter.

“Shit,” I growled, turning right and keeping it slow as I accelerated.

I didn’t know how to drive a trailer, and I’d had to learn almost in a trial-by-fire type way.

Granddad had entered these cows into the show, and when he got sick, he couldn’t back out because he’d had a ‘gentleman’s agreement’ with the livestock place, whatever the hell that meant.

I’d tried to tell him we could take them together next week, but he would hear none of it.

Take them, Codie. You can do it; I have faith in you. Plus, if you have any trouble, an old friend that lives on the next farm over will be there to help you if you have any problems.

Gritting my teeth, I followed the trailer in front of me to the back of the lot and swung a bitch at the very end of it, coming to a stop behind a pretty silver trailer.

Granddad had forced me to rent a trailer, and it looked ridiculous. Nothing could’ve signaled me as an inexperienced person more than the bright red trailer with ‘rent me’ on the side of it.

I’d tried to get Granddad to let me use his trailer, but he’d refused to allow me to even touch it.

“That’s a fifty-thousand-dollar piece of equipment. If you wreck it, then I won’t have anything to transport Shaggy in,” Granddad said.

Shaggy was my granddad’s prized bull, and the moneymaker of his farm at the moment.

At three years of age, Shaggy was the reigning champion, never been ridden for a full eight seconds, prize winner who was babied by my grandfather, and likely the cause of his heart attack.

Granddad tried to go to every event that Shaggy went to, and I loathed to admit it, but Granddad was no longer a spring chicken.

Something he’d had proven to him four weeks ago when he’d suffered a heart attack and been informed that he needed to take it easy.

That’d been my cue to come home, and I’d been with him ever since.

Four weeks of listening to my grandfather whine about not being able to make any of Shaggy’s games… or bouts…or whatever the hell they were called.

Then him saying he needed to get some work done, and sell some cows this morning, had come out of the blue.

He’d been so distraught about ‘bleeding money’ that I’d stupidly volunteered to help him any way I could. Which brought me to now, driving a trailer full of freakin’ cows, in a fucking thunderstorm.

Once I was fully in a stopped position, I put it into park and reached for my phone, typing out a text.

Codie (11:11 AM): I’m here.

Codie (11:14 AM): Where do you want me to go?

Codie (11:16 AM): Hello?

Growling in frustration, I snatched up my purse and hopped out of the truck, my new, pretty boots sinking about an inch and a half into a puddle of muddy water.

At least I hoped it was muddy water.

Placing the keys into my back pocket, I tucked the phone into my purse and started toward the big white building.

I smiled at a man who waved at me, his eyes taking in my attire, making me blush.

I was a city girl at heart.

I loved Kilgore, I’d grown up in the small town, but I wasn’t a rancher like my family had been before me.

I was a city girl who loved to wear flip-flops and high heels. I liked to wear dresses more than I liked to wear jeans, and I most certainly didn’t shovel manure unless I absolutely had to—i.e., never.

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