STAYING HOME by J.C. Valentine

STAYING HOME

by J.C. Valentine Roped by the Cowboy, #2 Publication Date: February 28, 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Cowboy, Duet

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SYNOPSIS

Life has never been kind to Nash. Neither has love. He took a chance on Vivian and she walked away. Now she’s back. Too bad for her because he’s done.

Unfortunately for him, his psuedo-mother has other plans for his life, whether he likes it or not, and there’s no telling her no. Caught between a stubborn streak a mile wide and denying Vivian’s siren call to his heart, Nash has to decide if he’s going to close himself off from love for good or give in to one last chance at happiness. What will happen when stubborn heads collide and hearts refuse to be ignored?

*NOTE* STAYING HOME is book #2 in the Roped by the Cowboy duet.

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SYNOPSIS

Life is unpredictable. Vivian learned that the hard way and did the only thing she could: she ran. But life isn’t about to let her off easy.

Nash is everything a woman wants and nothing Vivian could have planned for. Gorgeous with his sexy blue-eyed stare, toned body, and wearing a cowboy hat, he’s the perfect package and Vivian’s ideal rebound. Too bad he wants nothing to do with her. That’s fine. Vivian wasn’t looking for love anyway, but her meddling new roommate has other ideas.

Two people from different worlds shouldn’t make sense, but desire is an animal that won’t be denied. With secrets lurking on both sides of the fence, however, it’s just a matter of time before someone gets hurt.

*NOTE* FINDING HOME is book #1 in the Roped by the Cowboy duet.

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ABOUT J.C. VALENTINE

J.C. Valentine is the USA Today and International bestselling author of the Night Calls and Wayward Fighters Series and the Forbidden Trilogy. Her vivid imagination and love of words and romance had her penning her own romance stories from an early age, which, despite being poorly edited and written longhand, she forced friends and family members to read. No, she isn’t sorry.

Living in the Northwest, she has three amazing children and far too many pets. Among the many hats she wears, J.C. is an entrepreneur. Having graduated with honors, she holds a Bachelor’s in English and when she isn’t writing, you can find her editing for fellow authors.

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Excerpt

“I-I…don’t know what to say.” Vivian sat up and turned to face him. Her face was a mask of doubt and confusion and rightfully so. Nash had come out of left field with the statement. “I know I’m being kind of a big baby about not staying there right now, but you don’t have to offer a spare room to me because of it. I just need, like, a day or two to come to terms, and then I’ll be out of your hair.”

Nash breathed deep and sat forward to join her, setting aside his nearly full mug of hot cocoa. “I don’t want ya out of my hair.” His tone was firm, confident, and straightforward. He didn’t want any more miscommunication between them. The time for playing games was over. “I want you here, with me. In my bed,” he clarified, in case she wasn’t getting it.

Vivian’s pert little mouth opened and closed like a fish, trying to find words.

Nash pressed a finger to her lips. “Lemme make this easy for ya. Say yes.” He removed his finger and waited for her answer.

“We haven’t been together that long. We only just stopped fighting. Don’t you think it’s a little too soon to take it to the next level?”

“Do you? Because I don’ know about you, but I’m not gettin’ any younger, and all I keep comin’ back to is Ms. Gretta’s push to live while I’m alive and to go after what I want and ta stop livin’ in the past.” He took her hands in his and dropped to one knee, which made Vivian’s eyes shoot comically wide. “Vivian Parish,” he began, knowing he was giving her a heart attack and smiling inside because of it, “will you do me the honor of bein’ my girlfriend and livin’ with me so I won’t be a miserable cuss all alone in this big house anymore?”

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