Sunday, May 9, 2021

#WeWriWa: Hat in Hand . . . WILD TEXAS BRIDE


Continuing through my Texas historical series, reading WILD TEXAS BRIDE reminded me of how impulsive and often painful young love can be. Exciting new emotions can often get confused when expectations and reality don’t go hand in hand. Such is the case when young Sarah Bass, daughter of a famed Texas Ranger and niece of a dime novel legend, sees her first and only crush through new eyes.

One of the bandits strode by her toward the others at the front of the car, his long canvas duster tucked behind an impressive brace of pistols. He was tall, with a swaggering walk . . . a familiar walk, but she wasn’t sure until he turned slightly, and the coat swung away from long, long legs. She didn’t have to see his face because as long as she lived, Sarah would never forget that expansive stretch of denim-hugged limb.

What in heaven’s name was Billy Cooper doing robbing a train?

Surprise subdued her more efficiently than threat. How could she mistake the man who’d given her the spectacular taste of her first kiss, that young Texas Ranger who’d captured a thirteen-year-old’s heart?

What would turn a man from an honorable life’s mission to passing a hat to relieve folks of their valuables? Sarah wondered, frowning as Billy moved from seat to seat with the same charismatic cheerfulness as a tent evangelist, coaxing her fellow passengers to dig deep into their pockets. By the time he reached her seat, she was seething with a confused outrage. Then his dark eyes touched upon hers and she held her breath, waiting for a shock of recognition, but he looked away without pause.

He didn’t remember her!

(and the rest of the scene)

“Your contributions, please,” he drawled amiably, giving his hat a shake to rattle the coins and jewelry he’d already collected.

“And if I don’t please?”

The dark eyes gazing down at her crinkled up at the corners until she could see the creases of his devilish dimples over the edge of the bandana. “Why, I’m sure a little lady as pretty as you would want to be obliging.”

“Not when it comes to sniveling, underhanded, sneak thieves like you, sir.” Grabbing the sleeve of Billy’s coat, she hissed, “Why are you doing this?”

“Man’s gotta eat, ma’am.”

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

Then his fingertips touched to her mouth, effectively stilling any further argument she thought to give, as they moved gently, rough and warm, along the line of her lips as if to seal them shut. His dark eyes delved straight to her soul.

“You don’t know anything,” he argued quietly, and before she could think of a retort, he was moving down the row of seats with his hat full of stolen treasures.

Will she accept what she sees or believe what she feels? Hopefully the second or it will be an awfully short book. Rereading TEXAS RENEGADE in search of next week’s excerpt then on to the final published book, SWEET TEXAS DREAMS.

Just found the first few chapters I’d written years ago for what was meant to be the final book in the series and am raring to get back into it, especially since all the hard work of research and plotting are already done! Hopefully, I’ll have some progress to report by the time I finish profiling the next two books in the series.

But for now, I’m off to visit your pages before heading to the patio to enjoy the sun and the smell of steaks on the grill.

Happy Trails!


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16 comments:

  1. Oh, I don't think she's going to let it go at that. Definitely intriguing!

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    1. Not our girl! She's not letting this dream get away.

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  2. Lots of interesting things going on here, plotwise. I like her emotions as the scene progresses. Great snippet!

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    1. Thanks, Jean! I'd forgotten how much fun they were to write.

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  3. What a fantastic setup. Can't wait to find out what happens between them.

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  4. Love the language - sniveling, underhanded, sneak thieve - so much better swearing and insulting.
    Tweeted.

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    1. LOVE writing dialogue for historical westerns - or modern day, for that matter.

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  5. What a scene! You left me grinning like the village idiot. You do A 'right fine job, ma'am, of bringin' these characters to life.'

    Does he REALLY not remember her?? Poor thing. Her first kiss so unremarkable. I bet he'll pay for that. ;-)

    No snippet for me this week.

    Happy Mother's Day, Nancy!

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  6. Did he recognize her or not? I suspect yes, which explains why he didn't force her to hand over her goodies, but I'm not sure.

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  7. I think he did remember her, and his last words to her make me think there's more to his actions than meets the eye. I'm really intrigued by these two characters! I want more! :)

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  8. I'm guessing he did remember her, and I'm also guessing she's going to force him to admit that. Great snippet.

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