The last thing Rachel Hudson expects the deadly spring blizzard to bring is a wounded Ranger with a pack of trouble he’s got to catch up to and eliminate—as soon as he’s able. As she works to save him, Rachel begins to fall for his dark gaze and seductive touch—and she must remind herself she’s got her younger brother to think of. As memories of her earlier life haunt her, Rachel realizes Jake McCain is far more dangerous than any storm.
But the past Rachel had hoped to escape suddenly looms over her future. She and Jake have more than a powerful mutual attraction in common—the dangerous gunmen he’s been chasing intend to steal Rachel and her brother, Nathan.
Jake vows to protect Rachel, the innocent beauty with a smile that touches his heart and kisses that burn straight through to his soul. Now that he knows life is worthless without love, he’s not about to lose the woman who means everything to him—Rachel, his TEXAS GOLD…
Previously published as TOUCH OF TEXAS
Rachel wrapped her arms around his and held him close. “You’ll be fine, Mr. McCain. It will stop soon. Your body is only trying to warm itself. Don’t fight it. You’re safe here.”
She kept talking to him until the shivering began to abate. Gradually, he quieted and his eyes drifted closed. She thought he was still awake when his fingers tightened on her waist, but they relaxed just as quickly. When he didn’t move again, she risked smoothing a hand over his shoulder and across his chest. He seemed to be a little warmer.
Relief flooded her as his heart settled into a steady, strong rhythm. He was going to live. As the quiet seeped into her, she became aware that she was still wrapped around the stranger, her legs straddling his hips. Heat washed through her again. In her mind she heard the lecturing voices of her adoptive parents. She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping to banish the memory of the Reverend’s preaching, but the words wouldn’t stop. Jezebel, he’d called her. Nothing but a sinner damned for eternity.
Tears stung Rachel’s eyes. She wasn’t like her mother, yet here she was, lying across a man not her husband. Ashamed of her reaction to a complete stranger, she tried to slide off him, but his hands wrapped around her waist and held her in place. She stilled, not wanting to wake him. She would just rest a minute until he was more deeply asleep.
Weariness swamped her. She fought to stay awake, but the night finally caught up with her. Snuggling closer to his increasing warmth, Rachel drifted off to sleep with her head on his chest and his heartbeat in her ear.