Wed To The Texas Outlaw

Wed To The Texas Outlaw
Carol Arens

A bride to redeem an outlaw!The only way Boone Walker can escape jail is by capturing the fearsome King brothers. But to do that he needs Melinda Winston’s help – and that means making her his wife!After being valued only for her beauty, Melinda is delighted to find a man who sees her for who she truly is. Even as their mission leads them into ever greater danger Boone proves to be courageous and honourable beyond measure, and Melinda determines to show her outlaw husband that he is worthy of redemption…

She arched a delicately shaped brow.

“I am the woman who has a signed certificate of marriage. I’m also addressed as Mrs. Walker. I am the woman who has shared the loft with you, whose bosom you have slept upon.” She curled up her fists and pressed them against his chest. “That makes you my husband.”

“Not the one you deserve. I’m—”

“Mine.”

“No.”

But he was hers. Whether he ought to be or not didn’t change the reality.

Oh, hell. He cupped her cheeks in his hands then came down upon her lips, kissing them hard.

Author Note (#ulink_897ed1f2-ad4f-5d79-a892-1da0bf10c9a7)

Do you love stories of redemption? They are among my favourites.

To see our heroes and heroines face their demons and come out the better for it is deeply satisfying. To see them turn from an ugly past to walk in the light of love is at the heart and soul of courage.

In Wed to the Texas Outlaw Boone Walker must fight ruthless criminals. But none of them is more difficult to conquer than the guilt he harbours over his own past. His road to redemption might be a darkly troubled one were it not for Melinda Winston, walking beside him, lighting his path with her unshakeable trust. I hope you enjoy this story of darkness to light, of desperation to joy and new beginnings.

May the spirited Melinda Winston charm you. May the outlaw Boone Walker steal your heart.

Wed to the Texas Outlaw

Carol Arens

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

CAROL ARENS delights in tossing fictional characters into hot water, watching them steam, and then giving them a happily-ever-after. When she’s not writing she enjoys spending time with her family, beach-camping or lounging about a mountain cabin. At home, she enjoys playing with her grandchildren and gardening. During rare spare moments you will find her snuggled up with a good book.

Carol enjoys hearing from readers at carolarens@yahoo.com (mailto:carolarens@yahoo.com) or on Facebook.

In loving memory of Jim Reed, who never left home without his pocket full of dog treats. Brother, we will always remember you as a best friend to man’s best friend.

Contents

Cover (#u36bb1b48-9476-5417-9d9d-a76617c02232)

Introduction (#u84de3758-09f0-5266-9f89-1906e538411f)

Author Note (#u66d8036d-c4bb-5c18-a922-725325df7a78)

Title Page (#ua4a5d800-3119-50f9-81a2-15f6ee8d161a)

About the Author (#u92b15758-ef1e-595c-bd26-801568214abd)

Dedication (#u4f8c7f8e-68d7-5c4d-a865-8174e29c7652)

Chapter One (#u545122e9-f1e6-5a12-a96d-3e41b95170b0)

Chapter Two (#ue69a28b9-4ecf-5396-ab1b-ebb2b49349f4)

Chapter Three (#u5e7747b7-7acb-540b-bbce-8dfdb17d7d2a)

Chapter Four (#ud0418b67-9176-50ff-9c99-451ead1a5550)

Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#ulink_0d002b5c-69fa-5173-9f12-bb068735567a)

Buffalo Bend, Texas, October, 1883

In the courthouse of the Honorable Harlan J. Mathers, located at the rear of the Golden Buffalo Saloon

“Mr. Walker, do I have at least your partial attention?”

The edge of impatience in the judge’s voice snapped Boone Walker back to the here and now. He shifted his gaze from the woman seated beside his lawyer to the matter at hand.

“Beg pardon, Your Honor.” From his seat on the elevated defendant’s chair, Boone tried to direct his full attention to the proceedings but it wasn’t easy with the piano player on the other side of the thin wall practicing the tunes he, no doubt, intended to perform this evening.