Healing the Cowboy

By Lucy Lambert

Annabelle finds herself on the run. Her father wants her to marry a man she doesn’t love, as though she were a piece of property meant to be traded in the name of business.

Owen, a cowboy, discovers her all alone and takes her with him. She can see the gentility and nobility hiding beneath his rough exterior, can see the hurt behind his eyes.

Annabelle wants to help him, to save him like he saved her.

Author’s note: this 6000 word erotic romance short story contains explicit, sexual material and is intended for readers 18+.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jillian Cumming
• Release date: Sep 16, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301807574

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Healing the Cowboy

Lucy Lambert

Published by Lucy Lambert at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 Lucy Lambert

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Annabelle rubbed at her bare arms, angry with herself for not thinking to at least take a long scarf from the wardrobe. It was getting dark out; the cliffs around the mesa cast long shadows that reached out like fingers to touch her.

She didn’t exactly have the boots for a long hike, either. As the stars began peeking down at her from the purplish canopy of the sky, Annabelle thought back to the argument.

After church that day, on the ride back to their ranch in the back of Pa’s wagon, he’d fought with her. Even though it had happened hours earlier, the details were so crisp in her mind that she might as well have been reliving them.

Now see here, Pa said, holding up an accusatory finger, You’re gonna marry who I say you will, and that’s final!

He’d practically spat the words at her. He had on his Sunday best, but the ubiquitous black stubble on his jaw and neck said how much he really thought of looking like he took care of himself.

No! Annabelle remembered shrieking at him, You try and make me be with a man I don’t even know, I’ll run away.

He’d smirked at