To Wed a Rancher

Product Description Lost in MontanaWhen Rachel Everly dumps her cheating boyfriend, he dumps her in a onehorse Montana town with only her suitcase and beloved camera! Then a deep, whiskyrough voice, straight out of a cowboy movie, offers her a way outRescued by the rancherShane Merritt plans to sell his parents ranch, so he seizes the chance to hire Rachel as his photographer. At first, her enthusiasm for the dilapidated ranch bothers the taciturn cowboy, until he begins to see the woman whos putting the home back into his homestead in a whole new light! About the Author Myrna Mackenzie would have liked to be a princess but that job wasnt available. And since she loved stories and happy endings, becoming a romance writer was even better. An awardwinning author, Myrna was born in Campbell, Missouri in the US, grew up outside Chicago and now divides her time between Chicago and Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. She adores the Internet, coffee, hiking, and attempting gardening. Readers can visit Myrna at her website: www.myrnamackenzie.com Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Im sorry. Its obvious that I made a mistake. I was wrong to trust you. So, please, just go. Rachel Everlys voice wasnt as steady as she wanted it to be, but she managed to turn away from the car and the man shed thought shed known up until a few days ago.Rachel, stop acting stupid and hysterical. Youre totally overreacting, so just get back in the car and lets go. Besides, Im still your boss until this trip is over, and we have a photo shoot in Oregon in two days.Oh, no, had Dennis really used the S word? And called her hysterical? And implied that trying to make another woman jealous by lying and saying he and Rachel were sleeping together was okay when he had claimed to have hired Rachel for her skill with a camera?This morning, listening to him talking to the woman and then having him admit that his lies about Rachel had his exgirlfriend wild to have him back, reality had hit Rachel hard. Dennis had been lying to her all along. He wasnt her friend. He wasnt fascinated by her skill as a photographer. He was a jerk who was just using her. And she had been used before.No more.Rachel wanted to whirl back toward the car and tell him what she thought, but right now she was almost as angry at herself as she was with him. Darn it, she had acted stupidly. Shed always prided herself on being nobodys fool, but the man had discovered her weakness. Hed used their shared interest in photography to make her feel unique, when she was clearly just a convenience who could serve both as an assistant and a lure to play another woman for a fool. Using photography, her greatest passion, against her wasnot cool. But allowing herself to be used was even worse. She needed to get out of here with as much dignity as she could muster.She pushed her shoulders back. Youll have to find a new assistant for Oregon. Youre not my boss anymore. Im through with you. With that, she walked away.Behind her, there was silence. Then Dennis let loose with a string of profanities, his tires squealing as he drove away. She closed her eyes.Thats it, Everly! Thats the last time I trust so blindly. Ever, she muttered out loud as the sound of the car died away. For long seconds she couldnt even think about what to do or where to go in this unfamiliar town. She simply stood in the middle of the street alone.Ornot alone. The sound of something scuffling against the pavement made her breath catch in her throat. Immediately her senses went on high alert. She opened her eyesand locked gazes with a tall, broadshouldered man who, by the way he was looking at her, had clearly witnessed the whole exchange. Some sort of cowboy type judging by his boots, his jeans and his bronzed skin. He was standing just outside a store and must have been on the verge of entering or leaving when she and Dennis had begun their little scene. Her most pers