Texas Daze – Whispering Springs, Tx Book 9 by Cynthia D’Alba

Texas Daze
Whispering Springs, Tx Book 9
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Cynthia D’Alba


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A quick fling can sure heat up a cowgirl’s life

A devastating discovery ends Marti Jenkins’ engagement. Now she’s ready to play the field for a while. A sidestep away from an angry rattlesnake lands her in the office of Whispering Springs’ new orthopedic doctor, Dr. Eli Boone. And yeah, he’s as hot as she’s been told.

Dr. Eli Boone is only in town for six months covering his friend’s practice and then it’s back to New York City and into the societal world he’s lives. A widower for seven years, he’s not looking for a replacement wife, but he wouldn’t say no to a quick tumble in the sheets with the right woman.

Due to ridiculous challenge he never should have accepted, Eli has to get over his discomfort around horses and learn to ride before he leaves town. He turns to the one person who can help him win the bet, Marti Jenkins.

As he learns to ride a horse, Marti does a little riding of her own…and she doesn’t need a horse.

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Marti Jenkins meets the doctor all the women in town are talking about when she twists her ankle in a gopher hole after shooting a snake.

Dr. Eli Boone is in Whispering Springs to cover his friend Hank Kelly while he’s off doing some advanced training. The Clinic Hank runs is pretty awesome with everything an orthopedic patient could need, physical therapy, x-ray, and more.

When he finds Marti has torn ligament he puts her in an air cast telling her to keep off it.

She’s going to do her best but with her parents heading of on a much deserved vacation, she may not get as much off her feet time.

With her parents finally off, she does have an event to attend. The hospital auxiliary was started by her grandmother and this fundraiser was very important to them and her family. In a nice turn of events the Doctor asks her to attend with him.

This is a favorite scene.

Climbing from his SUV, he immediately noticed the aroma of sage and fir that gave the air a freshly clean scent. He drew in a deep breath. His mother paid a fortune to housekeepers to get this type of fresh smell in the family home.

Horses in the corral nickered as they studied the new arrival, probably judging him inadequate. In the distance, a barn that appeared freshly painted stood with entrance doors securely closed but a smaller one in the loft stood open.

On the other side of the house, a large pasture that looked to go on forever held various groupings of brown cows. Most of the cattle had settled down in the grass for the night. An owl hooted from somewhere. A light breeze made the leaves rustle. Peaceful but not quiet.

Turning back to the horses, he studied them. They were beautiful creatures, no doubt about that. However, the thought of being on the back of one of them sent chills down his spine. The horrible memories of summer camp came rushing back. More than once, he found himself flat on his back after falling off. The counselors had assured him that the horse had only taken a couple of steps, but Eli called bullshit. That horse had bucked him off. Of course, falling off a horse who basically wasn’t moving made Eli the target oflots of cruel jokes.

The next summer, he convinced his parents to send him to band camp, not that he was great with his saxophone. But at least he wasn’t the butt of all the jokes.

By high school, most of the geekiness stayed in his past.

Maybe he should just admit that he might be a great doctor, but would never be even an adequate rider.

He made his way up onto the front porch and rang the bell. In a minute he heard the slide of a window.

“Hey. I’m up here,” Marti called.

He backed off the porch and looked up. Marti looked down at him, a wide grin on her face. How could a simple smile transform her from pretty to total knockout? She appeared to be wearing a towel and not much else.

“Sorry, I’m running about ten minutes late. I had a stubborn bull who decided he wanted to jump a fence.”

Eli gestured to the towel and then to his tux. “I might be a little overdressed compared to you.”

She laughed, the sound ricocheting through him like a pinball. “I’ll try to see if I can come up with something more appropriate to wear. Door’s open. Let yourself in. There’s beer and wine in the kitchen, if you can find it. Bourbon, scotch and whatever in the living room. Help yourself to a drink. I swear. I won’t be but just a minute.”

“Or ten,” he said.

She gave him a thumbs up and disappeared back into the house.

The door was unlocked and he entered into a gleaming clean foyer. A flight of stairs leading to the second floor stood directly in front of him. He could probably march up those and find his semi-dressed date, not that he would, but the idea of Marti only partially dressed was enticing.

The wood of the floors and walls gleamed under the ceiling lights. The main living room was to his right, so he wandered in there. A large, now cold, fireplace dominated the room. A pair of chairs and a worn overstuffed sofa suggested the room got a lot of use. He had no trouble believing that. He could envision a roaring fire on a cold night and snuggling on the sofa.

Now, he was being ridiculous. He needed help from this woman, not snuggling on a cold night. Besides, he would be heading back to New York in only three short months, as soon as that partnership came through.

He sat on the sofa—comfortable as advertised—and studied the stack of magazines on the coffee table. He’d expected People, or Cosmopolitan, or some other rag directed at female readers. Instead, he leafed through Texas Cattlemen, Texas Women Ranchers, Whispering Springs’ local paper and today’s Wall Street Journal.

His brain chastised him. Sexist much, doctor? He settled back to read the Wall Street Journal, but had gotten only a couple of pages in when he heard Marti’s footsteps on the stairs. Dropping the newspaper back onto the table, he rose. When she entered the room, his breath caught.

Holy shit. The cowgirl was gone. In her place stood an elegant, poised woman who might grace any socialite event his parents attended on a regular basis.

“Wow,” he said with a gulp of air. He twirled a finger in the air. “Do a three-sixty.”

Her dark auburn hair was up in a twist up the back of her head but curly pieces hung along her face. Her dress. Damn. What could he say? Black thin straps held up a satiny-looking long straight dress that draped around her curves. It dipped modestly in the front, but when she turned away from him, his heart leapt at the sight she presented. In the back, the dress dipped low to a vee just past her waist, leaving a luscious view of creamy, smooth skin. He gulped again.

“Wow. Just wow.”

She grinned. “You clean up pretty good yourself, doctor.” She imitated his finger twirl. “Your turn.”

He turned in a circle and then faced her again. “Sorry. Nothing tantalizing in my attire.”

She picked up a small black clutch and pointed it at him. “You are so wrong. Men underestimate the power of a suit, especially a well-fitting tux. I’ll be pushing my friends away from you all night.”

A flush pinked her cheeks. “Nicest thing I’ve heard in a long time. Shall we go?” Holding out a bent arm, he said, “Let’s go rock this shindig.”

Chuckling, he walked to where she stood. “And here I was thinking the same about you, except I don’t know many people in Whispering Springs, so I’ll be dueling with strangers.”
D’Alba, Cynthia. Texas Daze (Whispering Springs, Texas Book 9).Kindle Locations (493-543). Riante Romance, Inc.. Kindle Edition.

Now some very interesting things happen both before and after this event.

First a confrontation with Marti’s ex-fiancé’s father, which she then explains to Eli. But the most fun comes when they reach the ranch after the party.

A searing kiss and a new foal are the beginnings of a relationship. One with lots of potential for both of them.

Getting Eli on a horse to fulfill his promise to Joe, a young amputee, is very entertaining.

We also get to see the Montgomery clan and Delene and Tina in this one as well. Zack and Chad really need to step up their game and win these ladies.

Plenty of heat, fun, laughter and tears in this page turning romance.

5 Contented Purrs for Cynthia!

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Hi Y’All! I’m Cynthia D’Alba from Arkansas.Here’s a little about me…New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Cynthia D’Alba started writing on a challenge from her husband in 2006 and discovered having imaginary sex with lots of hunky men was fun.

She was born and raised in a small Arkansas town. After being gone for a number of years, she’s thrilled to be making her home back in Arkansas living in a vine-covered cottage on the banks of an eight-thousand acre lake. When she’s not reading or writing or plotting, she’s doorman for her two dogs, cook, housekeeper and chief bottle washer for her husband and slave to a noisy, messy parrot. She loves to chat online with friends and fans.

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