Shelly Lane walked into the Country Caf at one-forty on a Friday afternoon in the middle of June, following on the heels of Matt Collingsworth. Smells of fried chicken, cinnamon and fresh-brewed coffee greeted her. It looked like the sort of place you should seat yourself, but a short, plump woman with a knot of graying curls on top of her head was smiling and sashaying toward her. "Hi, there," the lady said, her charming Texas drawl pulling her words into extra syllables. "You can just sit anywhere, and Jill will be around to take your order in a jiffy." "Thanks." Shelly glanced around and noted that she was the only one eating alone. Most of the customers were family groups, though there were a few tables with just lone cowboy types. Several looked her way. Most grinned and nodded. A few waved. Colts Run Cross was a very friendly town. Shelly located Matthe'd joined a group of men and one super-cute young lady at a table near a windowthen chose a spot where she could observe him without making it too obvious. Actually, she didn't mind him seeing her now that she was about to make contact with his mother. The chair wobbled a bit as she slid it closer to the square wooden table covered in a blue plaid cloth. A simple vase holding two silk daisies sat in the middle, flanked by inexpensive salt and pepper shakers and a bottle of catsup. Her attention returned to Matt. He was far more handsome in person than in the likenesses she'd studied of him. His hair was short, dark brown and only slightly rumpled by the Western hat he'd been wearing before entering the restaurant. His jeans were worn, but clean, and though she couldn't see it now, she knew from stealthily following him about town that they showed off his lean, hard frame to perfection. He glanced her way and smiled. A treacherous skip of her heart forced her to take a deep breath and regroup. Even the slightest attraction on her part could compromise her mission. Jill stopped at Shelly's elbow. "The special today is fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy and pinto beans. That comes with corn bread or biscuits and a dish of peach cobbler and ice cream for dessert. Or you can order off the lunch menu. It's on the back." The waitress turned the menu over and tapped the offerings with her index finger. "What would you like to drink?" "Just tea, please, with lemon." "Sure thing." Jill stopped off at Matt's table, flirting shamelessly with him and his cohorts. Not that Shelly blamed her. They all had that sexy cowboy mystique about them. It was even more potent than Shelly had expected, but she knew that Matt Collingsworth was no simple cowboy. Nor was he your everyday Texas rancher. Not only did his family own the second-largest spread in Texas, but they were sole owners of Collingsworth Enterprises, which encompassed the operations of Jack's Bluff Ranch as well as Collingsworth Oil and its related subsidiaries. Which meant they had ties to some of th

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By jenjn79 (Richlandtown, PA) · ★★☆☆☆ · June 28, 2008
Rating: 2.5 / 5

I had a really hard time getting into this book. It's not a bad book though, I just couldn't get my head into the story for two reasons.

First, I'm not a fan of false/secret identity stories. And that's a big theme in this book. Shelly goes to Texas as an undercover CIA agent to pr... ...more
By Adrienna (Milwaukee, WI) · ★★☆☆☆ · December 30, 2013
The cover and the fact it was a romance suspense drew me in...however once the opening chapter or two started with a shooting, and then I tried to read further, it was hard to draw me in...not sure what it was exactly. ...more
By Jj1lawyer (Mission, KS) · ★★★★☆ · July 07, 2013
great fluff read ...more