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Attorney Rosebud Donnelly has a case to win. And she never lets anyone see her sweat. But her first meeting with Dan Armstrong doesn't go according to script. No one warned her that the COO of the company she's fighting would be so…manly.
From his storm-colored eyes to his well-worn boots, Dan is an honest-to-goodness cowboy. But is he honest? Her yearning for the Texas tycoon goes against reason, against family loyalty, against everything she thought she believed in. And yet, in Dan's strong arms, Rosebud feels she might be ready to risk everything for one more kiss….
- Sales Rank: #3584130 in Books
- Published on: 2011-11-29
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.62" h x .50" w x 4.21" l, .20 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 192 pages
Review
From RT Magazine: 4 Stars. "Cross cultures, divided family loyalties and injured souls laced with sizzling sex make this a standout story."
From Romance Novel News: A Recommended Read. Rosebud Donnelly shines as a unique Native American princess trying to do the best she can for her people in less than ideal conditions. And Dan Armstrong is a great hero who believes in doing the right thing. The sparks between the two ignite the pages and made me believe in the power of true love.
From Scorching Book Reviews: "Overall, a lovely sexy tale of a hot Cowboy and a Native American beauty who start their relationship with attempted murder and embark on a lovely and sweet (if not slightly dirty) romance which is blighted by the actions of the people around them."
From Romance Reviews Today: "Author Sarah M. Anderson presents a splendid tale of Cowboys and Indians with a twist as they engage in a modern-day battle...The main characters are interesting, believable, and deserving of having their story told, and the shenanigans and romance are sure to keep readers entranced. Good reading.
About the Author
Award-winning author Sarah M. Anderson loves to put characters from different worlds into new situations and see how their backgrounds and cultures take them places they never thought they’d go. When not helping out at her son’s school or walking her two rescue dogs, Sarah spends her days having conversations with imaginary cowboys and American Indians, which is surprisingly well-tolerated by her wonderful husband and son. Find out more about Sarah at www.sarahmanderson.com.
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For today's ride, Dan Armstrong had brought along his custom-made six-shooter, but he couldn't believe he'd need it.
He didn't normally wear it, but his uncle had told him to take a gun if he went out alone. And since it had been years since the man had shown a whit of interest in Dan's well-being, he'd listened. Now he was glad he'd done so because his imagination was working overtime.
There was something about this forest that said Old West, South Dakota style. His sprawling estate outside of Fort Worth was a jewel, but north Texas didn't have stands of pines this pretty or the carved sandstone bluffs that ran along the Dakota River.
It was a damn shame the trees, the river and the land wouldn't be the same once his company got done with them. His uncle, Cecil Armstrong, who ran one half of Armstrong Holdings, wanted to clear-cut these hundreds of acres before building a dam on this river, about five hundred yards upstream. No sense in throwing away perfectly good logging rights, Cecil had said. Logically, Dan couldn't argue with that, but he'd hate to see this forest go.
He didn't doubt that this place looked the same today as it had hundreds of years ago, back when cowboys and Indians rode the range. If he closed his eyes, he could almost hear war whoops and the thunder of hooves.
He twisted in the saddle, squinting as he looked into the afternoon sun. He really did hear hoofbeats.
The sound stopped when he moved, and by the time he got his eyes shaded with the brim of his Stetson, all he could see was a dust cloud about a hundred yards back, down the well-worn deer path he'd come in on.
Instinctively, Dan dropped his hand to the butt of his pistol. Sure, the engraved nickel firearm was only good for six shots, but he'd wanted a piece that was specifically weighted to his grip.
His hand flexed around the gun and waited. The dust settled around a figure. The sunlight provided an almost spar-kly air around her. He blinked. What he saw didn't change, so he shook his head. Still there.
A Native American princess sat astride a paint horse. Her hair hung loose behind her, blowing in a breeze that Dan couldn't feel. He couldn't feel much of anything but sheer shock. What the hell?
Her horse took a step closer. She wore nothing but an old-fashioned, unadorned buckskin dress that rode high up on lean thighs that clung to the sides of her paint horse with natural ease. It was clear this princess knew how to ride bareback. The length of her legs ended with simple moccasins. Her horse's face was coated in red. Was that war paint?
Could this be happening? She looked like she belonged to a different time, as pure and untouched as the land around her. He'd seen a few Lakota Indians in the three days since he'd arrived, but none of them looked like this.
None of them looked at him like she was looking at him.
One of her hands held the reins of her horse, the other was relaxed by her leg. She tilted her head, sending all that black hair off to one side. She was stunning. A princess of the high plains.
Dan's heartbeat picked up and he slid his hand away from his revolver. She was not what he expected. Cecil had warned him that the local Lakota Indians were a bunch of lazy drunks—but not this woman. The proud way she held her body as her clear eyes swept over him made it obvious that neither of those adjectives applied to her. He'd never seen a woman as stop-what-he's-doing-and-stare beautiful as she was. She leaned forward, and he caught the shape of her buckskin-clad chest. His pulse wasn't the only thing that picked up. What the hell was wrong with him?
The princess flashed him a smile, which didn't help. He had trouble reading her expression at this distance, but there was no mistaking the wide grin or the brightness of her teeth. Then, as quickly as she'd smiled, she was a blur of motion. Her horse shot forward in the same second her hand shot up. His hat went flying as an explosion rocked the valley.
His horse jumped and spun, and Dan lost track of the woman. His first instinct was to rein in Smokey; his second was to duck for cover. That explosion had sounded a hell of a lot like a gunshot.
By the time he got his stallion turned back around, she was gone. Dan didn't think, he just acted. He touched his spurs to the horse's side and took off for the deer trail. Fueled by adrenaline, he plunged into the shadowy woods. Beautiful or no, no one took a shot at him. No one.
He could hear the sound of a large body crashing through the underbrush, over to his left. Whoever she was, she was abandoning the deer path. Dan blinked hard, forcing his eyes to adjust to the dim light. He thought he caught a flash of white ahead.
The harder he rode, the madder he got. In the oil business, he'd dealt with plenty of shady characters—men with agendas or histories—but no one had ever taken an unprovoked shot at him. Hell, no one had ever taken a shot at him, period. He didn't have enemies because he didn't make them. That "man-against-the-world" crap might have been the way of things back in the old days, but Dan was no gunslinger. He was a businessman—a successful one. His word was his bond, and his lawyer rode herd when a deal went south.
He caught the flash of white again and froze.
A white-tailed deer was high-tailing it away from him.
Cursing, Dan pulled Smokey to a stop and tried to figure out what the hell had happened. Maybe it hadn't been real. People imagined sounds, right? But then he remembered his hat. It had come off in the confusion. No matter what had actually happened, he wasn't going to leave his hat. He loved that hat—it fit his head perfectly. Slowly, Dan worked his way back down to the tall grass until he saw the brown brim of his Stetson. He got down to fetch it.
His gut clenched in a terrifying rage. A hole pierced the front peak of the hat, less than an inch from where it had rested on his head.
She'd shot at him. That beautiful woman—bare legs, bareback—had shot at him.
Somebody owed him an explanation.
Dan was still plenty steamed by the time he got back to the ranch house. For some crack-brained reason, his uncle had decided to set up the hydro division of Armstrong Holdings in one of those grand old mansions some cattle baron had built back in the 1880s. As far as mansions went, it was a beautiful piece of work—three floors of hand-carved banisters and stained-glass windows on sixty acres—but corporate headquarters it wasn't. Why Cecil was camped out on the edge of the middle of nowhere, halfway between the state capital in Pierre and the Iowa border, instead of at the small staffed office he had in Sioux Falls was beyond him. It was almost like the old man was trying to hide.
As chief operating officer of Armstrong Holdings, the family business that Dan's father had started with his brother Cecil forty years ago, Dan owned half of this house. Technically, he owned half of the water rights on the Dakota River over which the Red Creek branch of the Lakota Indian tribe was suing Cecil. He owned half of that pretty little valley where his hat had met an untimely death. Technically, he was an equal partner in this whole damn enterprise, and had been since he'd assumed control of the petroleum division in Texas from his mother when he turned twenty-one.
He'd be damned if he let Cecil destroy the company he'd worked so hard to expand.
Cecil had never been one for technicalities, an opinion made abundantly clear last week when he'd ordered Dan to drop everything in Texas and come to South Dakota. Cecil had a problem with the dam he'd spent nearly five years trying to build and had threatened that Armstrong Holdings would lose billions of dollars and just about every government contract they had if Dan didn't get his ass on a plane within a week.
Dan hated to let anyone think he was at the old man's beck and call—least of all, the old man himself—but this problem with the dam gave Dan the perfect opportunity to come up here and figure out what those little—and not so little—blips in the company's financial reports were all about. He didn't know what exactly he was looking for, but he knew he wouldn't find it in Texas. He was going to have to suffer his uncle until he could force Cecil out of the role of chief executive officer.
Now that he thought about it, Dan remembered that it was Cecil who had warned him about the local Indians—that he was having trouble with negotiations with some of them. Dan just hadn't realized that the problem would require body armor and a helmet.
The gabled roof of the ranch house looked even more ominous as the late-afternoon sun cast deep shadows over the front yard. The cast-iron fence looked less like it wanted to keep Cecil's old coon dog in and more like it wanted to keep armed assailants out. Dan stormed through the front door, making the housekeeper jump.
"Is everything all right, Senor Armstrong?" Maria's thick Mexican accent was the closest thing to Texas in this whole house.
Dan slowed. From what he could tell, Cecil treated this poor woman like dirt, which made Dan go out of his way to be polite. Being friendly with the staff had always helped him in the past—especially when he needed information. Mom always said Dan could catch more flies with honey when he wanted to, and right now, he had a bunch of flies bothering him. "Maria," he said, his voice slipping down just a notch as he whipped off his hat. Her cheeks colored. "Do you all have trouble around here?"
The color deepened as she dropped her eyes to the ground. Dan guessed that maybe thirty years ago, Maria had been quite a looker. He didn't mean to make her blush, but sweet-talking a woman was second nature for him. "Trouble, senor?"
"Native American trouble?" Maria blinked in confusion, so Dan tried again. "Indian trouble?" Even saying the phrase f...
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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful.
Great debut contemporary romance!
By Nikki B
You can pick your employees but unfortunately you can't pick your family. A realization Dan Armstrong has had to live with for years. His uncle Cecil and he never got along but since they generally worked in different states within the company they co-owned, Dan could tolerate him. Now Cecil is telling him to come and deal with a situation over a impending dam structure and the local Lakota Indian tribe. Seems the tribes Attorney, Rosebud Donnelly is tenacious and Cecil thinks Dan might be able to woo her away from her lawsuit. Dan does't quite know what to expect upon arriving, but the last thing he thought about was getting shot at in the forest by a beautiful Indian princess riding bareback.
Rosebud doesn't want to fall for the gorgeous cowboy/oil entrepreneur but something about Dan keeps her interested. He seems to actually care about what will happen to her reservation if the dam plans go through. What starts out as a plan to save her reservation is quickly turning into how to survive falling in love with a man her entire tribe hates on principal.
I really enjoyed this debut contemporary romance from Sarah M Anderson! It combined my love of cowboys with my fascination with Native American culture for a most definite win! A Man Of His Word not only has the sweet romance of Dan and Rosebud but it also brings to light the tension between the Indians and the "white man". I know this has been going on for a long time, but I have never had a first hand account of the quarrels. I don't know if Sarah does either but if Indians are treated by other people like they are in the book. Wow. Shame on those people. It's just another example of racism and bigotry within the human race. It upset me to see characters in the book treat Rosebud with so much contempt simply because she was Native American. I guess that means I got attached to her huh?
Dan and Rosebud were a great couple. Both strong willed, accomplished people just trying to do what they believe is right. Dan was incredibly hot...and moral to boot. Can't go wrong with that. I felt for him because he was stuck in the middle between what was good for the company he owned and what was best for the Lakota Tribe. It did give him amble ways to take down his crooked uncle Cecil once and for all though. He was also incredibly patient and understanding with Rosebud though and he actually listened when she talked instead of trying to bowl her over for being a woman attorney.
Rosebud was in an awkward position herself. Falling for a man that basically held her reservations survival in his hands. Being told to use her body in any way necessary as long as it accomplished the correct end result for her tribe. Then to be treated like she is lesser of a human being just for the color of her skin and her heritage. Even though she was probably more accomplished then any of the idiots that looked down on her. I loved her ability to stand tall, even in the face of such ugliness.
There was a sweet, comfortable feeling in their romance. Like two halves becoming whole. The entire story read smoothly and I rarely hit a rough patch that made me want to skim.
The only thing I thought could have been played up more was the threat to Rosebud. We are given a bit of background threat but nothing much happened between her and Cecil with the exception of some verbal threats towards the end. We are told she's had skinned animals and such show up on her doorstep, her brother died mysteriously...all things in the past. I would have liked a bit more on that front. Not enough to take it to a suspense obviously, but something in the present instead of everything happening before Dan shows up in the picture.
A Man Of His Word is a excellent contemporary romance read, sure to keep you interested not only in the amazing love story but the culture surrounding these two as well!
I give A Man Of His Word by Sarah M Anderson 4 stars!
Nikki- Ramblings From A Chaotic Mind
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful.
Great romance from a debut author!
By Mary Dieterich
From the moment Dan has his hat shot off, by what he can only describe as an Indian princess, you know this book is going to be good! When he finds his princess in the form of Rosebud, a tough tribal lawyer blocking his family's plans for a new dam, he's stunned. Is this the woman who took a shot at him? The two are instantly attracted, even though their professional interests are at odds. Dan and Rosebud's romance sizzles even as they confront the prejudices of his uncle and her family and tribe.
I'd recommend this for anyone who is a fan of contemporary romance and isn't afraid of a little reality in the modern west.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
My first Harlequin Desire read and I loved it!
By Mama Short
I had never read a Harlequin Desire book before I picked up A Man Of His Word by Sarah M. Anderson. I will certainly grab another if her name is on the cover! My being from a town in TX next door to where Dan, the hero, is from, I was able to critique her ability to create a believable character as well as his surroundings. She did a fantastic job creating a hero that I might meet in my town. The love story between Dan and Rosebud is a sweet, building thing that kept me drawn in. I found myself rooting for them to overcome the obstacles set before them. I highly recommend this book!
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