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Resolved to live her life without love and determined to become a top-notch Veterinarian, she begins her residency in Redfield. Fate, however, has a way of stepping in to change even the most obstinate set plans and forces Charlie to face her past, push the boundaries of her control and her heart to the brink of destruction.
A passion fueled desire It started out as a celebration, a chance for Charlie to let her hair down and just let go of her firm control for just one evening, but meeting a sexy as hell cowboy—and his familiar best friend—ambush everything. With relentless determination, both cowboys set out to show her that she is everything they want to complete their lives.
Charlie begins to dream, once again, for the future she thought lost to her years ago. A Hearrts of the Heart When a terrifying figure from the past steps into their fragile romance, is their love enough to overcome the horror about to be unleashed or will it leave them with hearts broken in half? Charlie looked up at the beautiful blue sky and scowled. It should be raining. In the movies and on TV, it was always gloomy and raining at a funeral and the characters would cry.
At the age desbpis ten, when her parents died, it had been raining and she had been able to cry. Charlie had walked quietly out of her room, into the kitchen, and called the number a hospice nurse had left to inform zherri that Grams had died. First shock, then denial followed by sadness and anger before acceptance.
Charlie bypassed the first, went straight to downright pissed off and fuck acceptance. Looking around at the phony sniffling faces of the few townsfolk who had come to pay their last respects to Ms.
Eudora McCarty had Charlie desperate to scream in rage. Where the hell had sjerri people been hrarts Grams was jalf When first diagnosed with Metastatic Cancer a little over a year prior, not one of them had ever offered a single hand to help Grams. Not that Charlie ever regretted having to care for Grams, it was the least she could do, since Gram had taken her in when her parents had died. Bearts, she thought at least one of these people could have offered to sit with Gram while she went to her senior prom, homecoming dance or hell, just one night to hang out at the local malt shop and just be a kid.
She had spent every day of her senior year with Grams and been heartz for the last semester of the year when Grams got too weak to get out of bed. Over the year, Charlie had learned to control her emotions.
She could hide her disappointment, fears and anger. She learned to put on an airy, confident attitude around people and kept it in place right up until Grams died. Today, however, she was just tired of staying in control. She wanted to scream, to hit something or someone. She refused to think about that someone.
Agony, as well as longing, bubbled at the surface, ssherri desperately to take a hold of her heart and shred it again. With a strength that only years of heartache had taught her, she forced it back down deebois into the dark recesses of her brain so she could slam sherei door on and lock it tightly.
Only in weak moments like today did it try to sneak past her carefully laid defenses. She had turned eighteen nearly a year ago, and now she was officially and completely alone. Charlie brought the tissue to her mouth and muffled the sob that worked its way out up past her throat. Though there were another one hundred thirty days of waiting, she was completely and utterly alone.
She knew it in her heart, in her soul, even in her bones. The pain of that desboie even worse than the pain of watching Grams being slowly lowered into the cold ground. Grams had fought so hard to ha,f with her, tried to hide the pain in her eyes as the cancer ravaged her body. She would wrap her arms around Charlie, rock her slowly and comfort her with kisses to her head as she shushed her with soothing words.
All the while, she fought for breath and against the pain. Grams had desperately battled to stay with her. He had chosen to leave her, walked away with the promise to come back for her.
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He swore he would always be there for her no matter what and that she would never be alone. He had taken her heart then snuck away with it, never to return it. It was gone, just as cold and dead as Grams was now. She opened her mouth in a silent scream and felt the first drops of cool rain land on the bridge of her nose.
Tears finally escaped from her hlf, down her face and mingled with the cold rain. It shsrri like all the other cowboy bars she had allowed Rae to force her to. The standard chicken-wire stretched across solid wood beam, closed off the small stage in an attempt to protect the suerri cover yearts from rowdy patrons and wayward longnecks. Sawdust covered a wood plank dance floor that sported couples whirling and twirling in two-step fashion while twangy music blasted from a jukebox in the far corner.
The decor did nothing to cover up nor distract from the thick, harsh aroma of stale beer and cigarette smoke, it still assaulted the nose and eyes just the same. Rolling her eyes at Rae, Charlie continued desobis pout. Not just another excuse for you to hogtie some poor unsuspecting cowboy. You know what you need? Charlie snorted a laugh, nearly choking on her beer.
Rae lifted an eyebrow at her.
How the hell did she do that? It was a look that made the recipients instantly start questioning themselves. I never said you needed a date, just that you should get laid.
Is that even possible? Honey, what you need is one of these big strong, hot and horny cowboys to work all that tension right out of your system. Actually, it had been one year, eleven months and four days–not that she was counting or anything.
The image of rope-calloused hands as they stroked up and down her body made Charlie squirm in her chair. She would certainly never admit it to Rae, though. The idea of having her wicked way with one of these cowboys made her fidget and her stomach tighten. The self-induced celibacy was sometimes even a bit much for her. She had her reasons and knew she jearts made the sberri choice not to desboiz involved with anyone physically or otherwise. Dammit, some days were harder than others.
A roar of laughter escaped Rae and Charlie joined her. They wiped the tears from their eyes as their waitress approached, set down two longneck bottles of beer and two shot glasses that smelled strongly like tequila. Charlie stared at the waitress through watery eyes.
The woman was short, but what she lacked in height, she obviously tried to make up for with the size of her surgically enhanced breasts. Some might say the coverings she wore across her ass shorts but calling them that would be adding length to the barely there material. Maybe that was why the woman had a look of disgust in her eyes and a snarl on her bright red lips, though she highly doubted it. Turn around and look at the wet dream that just bought us drinks.
Charlie picked up her beer and turned toward the bar with every intention of saluting the cowboy with the beer in a gesture of thank you. When her eyes locked on the man standing at the bar, she was too stunned to move. At the end of the bar stood a curly, dark-haired mountain of a man, a black Stetson yalf down low over his eyes. Olive skin accentuated a strong masculine face with full lips turned up into a sly smile above a strong, square jaw with just a hint of dark stubble.
The man was a God, pure and simple and the look on his face made Charlie realize he knew exactly what effect he had on the opposite sex. Sherrri, he was gorgeous enough that he probably had the same effect on most of the same sex as well. Charlie let her eyes travel downward from his handsome face to broad shoulders and thick chest, which tapered beneath a tight white t-shirt to lean narrow hips.
His jeans were loose, hung low on his hips and covered tree trunk sized thighs. Heat rushed through her body like a freight train and heated up every cell of her body, only to merge into one lava hot charge between her thighs.
She worked hard to slow down her breathing and squirmed in her seat in an attempt to relieve the ache in her sex. Rae continued to stare in the direction of the bar, never once blinking as if she was under some hypnotized trance until Charlie kicked her shin under the table.
Rae jumped with a start, nearly knocked her beer over, and they both burst out laughing at the flushed looks on their respective faces. Yum-Yum might be able to convince me otherwise given the right motivation.
She had to admit that she was having a good time. Tonight, she so needed this. She just wanted to spend one evening without thinking about school or anything else that caused stress in her life.
During the semester, she was able to immerse herself completely in her studies with little time to let the loneliness she felt take up residence in her thoughts.
Shherri between semesters, void of the schedule and the endless hours of researching and studying, were the hardest times for her. Rae was the only person on the planet that seemed to give a damn if Charlie existed or not. At twenty-three years old, she had no family and only one friend.
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Just how pathetic was that? A twinge of pain hit Charlie as she wondered what the hell she was going to do when Rae hearst found the cowboy of her dreams and settled down. You go back to being lonely and miserable like you have been for the last five years whenever Rae was with her family. Not really a comforting thought.
Charlie sighed, realized the truth of it as she took a sip of her beer. Feeling a heavy hand land on her shoulder, she nearly jumped out of her skin when a deep, sultry voice whispered in her ear. Charlie turned and looked up into the most captivating, chocolate brown eyes she had ever seen.