Today I'm showcasing the final book in Lora Leigh's Moving Violations trilogy, Her Renegade Cowboy.
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ISBN-13: 9781250252012
Publisher: St. Martin's Paperbacks
Release Date: 09-28-2021
Length: 336pp
Moving Violations #3
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From #1 New York Times bestseller Lora Leigh comes the final book in the Moving Violations trilogy, Her Renegade Cowboy!He will risk his life…
The oh-so-proper school teacher, Lily Donovan has learned, the hard way, that men are not to be trusted. Period. Until Levi Roberts, the new cowboy working at her cousin's ranch, tempts her carefully-built resolve and awakens an all-consuming passion she thought lay dormant. But when she discovers his deadly secret, and her own secrets come to light, Lily unwittingly joins the lethal cat and mouse race between Levi and the man he’s been hunting for weeks.
To save her heart…
Former Ranger Levi Roberts has seen his fair share of deadly trouble during his years as a tough-as-nails operative. The ultimate expert in undercover investigations, he’s been tasked to find a man with a dangerous agenda in town. Routine work has been boring…until he runs into Lily, the prickly school teacher who tempts him like no other. Getting under her skin has been deliciously satisfying for his red-hot desire, but when Lily lands in the hands of the very man he’s been investigating, Levi will have to fight with every ounce of his heart and soul to save her—and to heal the heart he broke.
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Chapter One
The song “Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)” popped into Lily Donovan’s head as she leaned over the rail fence, her gaze fastened on a perfect male ass, hugged by a pair of Wranglers. From there she couldn’t help but lift her gaze higher, from the narrow waist to a wide, strong back and equally powerful shoulders that flexed against a tight T-shirt. The wide brim of his hat cast a shadow on his neck, hiding any glimpse of his hair. He’d yet to turn around, but did that really matter? The view was perfect from where she stood.
“Yee-haw. Am I right?” Her companion snickered from beside her. “Who’s the new talent?”
Lily cast a sidelong glance at her sister, Shay, who happened to be admiring the same view.
Lily stifled a grin. “I don’t know, but he sure knows how to wear a pair of jeans.”
And she’d noticed over the years that most men hadn’t acquired that talent. Or the backside to carry it off.
“I’m more interested in what he looks like without them,” Shay remarked, more teasingly than serious.
“Of course you are.” Lily resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Cowboys, no matter how good looking, were not usually her sister’s thing.
“You saw him first, though, so I’m giving you dibs.” Shay waved graciously, her perfectly manicured ruby-red nails glinting in the sunlight.
Lily gave in to the urge to roll her eyes. “Gee, thanks. That’s awfully generous of you,”
“Oh, I know.” Shay was always so magnanimous. “You can owe me later.”
“And I’m sure you’ll remind me of it regularly.” Lily couldn’t help but laugh at the thought.
“You know I will,” Shay remarked. “But you need a man more than I do. You have to get back in the saddle, girlie.”
Shay’s intentions were good, but Lily had her reasons for staying single for so long. She admired. Flirted every once in a while. Ogled on occasion. But for the past year Lily had been a strictly “look but not touch” sort of a woman.
Hypotheticals were comfortable. She could talk a good game, and it was safe to banter about a guy’s ass with Shay when his back was turned to her and she wasn’t required to engage in conversation. This was better. Safer. And safe distances like this were likely to be the norm for a while longer.
As if he’d heard them, the cowboy in question turned in their direction. Though the hat shaded his face, the sparkle of honey-gold eyes stood out from the shadows. His gaze locked with Lily’s and held it for the briefest moment.
“Wow!” Shay exclaimed a little too loud. “The front side is just as damn good as the backside!”
“Shay!” Lily hissed. “Shhh. He’s looking right at us.”
“He’s looking right at you,” Shay corrected her. “You might want to offer him a tissue so he can wipe the drool from his mouth.”
Lily scoffed, but she didn’t look away. Strong jawline, high cheekbones, a nose that was just imperfect enough to ground his good looks, and those eyes. They practically glowed. He continued to stare, his gaze unwavering. Lily tried to look away, but his eyes captivated her.
“No one stands around here, girls. You know that.” Lily’s cousin Jacob’s voice boomed from the group of men setting up the cattle chute, breaking the spell. “Fence leaners get put to work, so you’d better get moving or get down here and get dirty.”
He was teasing, but Lily wanted to kick Jacob in the shin for drawing attention to them. It was his ranch, after all, and it wasn’t the first time she and Shay had been given a hard time. They weren’t there to hang around and get dirty, though. They were picking up Jacob’s wife, Sallie, for a shopping trip in Sacramento.
“Sorry, Jacob!” Shay called back. “We’re supervising. But we probably should stay. There’s not a single woman out there to make sure you’re doing it right!”
Jacob grinned and shook his head. He was a good sport. They really did harass him on a regular basis. But they’d been doing it since they were kids, and neither she nor Shay could find a good reason to stop doing it now.
“Aren’t you going to Target or the mall or something?” Jacob swept his hands at them as though to shoo them away. “Maybe you should go make a shopping list.”
“You don’t make a shopping list for Target,” Lily quipped. “Target tells you what you need when you get there.”
She reached a fist up and Shay bumped her knuckles against Lily’s. From the corner of her eye, she kept her attention on the mysterious cowboy and found him watching her again. For the past year, that sort of attention had made her a little anxious. This time, however, it gave her a bit of a thrill.
“Lily, will you please control your sister?” Jacob said with mock exasperation.
“You know she’s uncontrollable,” Lily reminded him with a laugh.
“Boy, you’ve got that right.”
He gave them a wave in parting and headed back to the chute. Lily stepped down from the fence.
“Are you sure you want to go shopping today? Looks like everything you need is right here. Might not be a bad idea to get down and dirty if you know what I mean,” Shay suggested as she followed.
“You’re hilarious.” Lily jabbed at Shay with her elbow.
“Oh, I know.” Shay could always be counted on to be modest.
As they headed toward the house, Shay continued to talk, but the words faded to the back of Lily’s mind. She fought the urge to turn around and look one last time, to try to get a glimpse of the gorgeous cowboy with the light honey eyes. But Shay would never let her live it down if she did, and so Lily kept her gaze straight ahead, nodding here and there, going along with whatever it was that Shay said.
“So, you agree with me? I bet we could get Jacob to introduce you.”
“Wait. What?” Lily snapped out of her reverie.
“Lily, I’m hurt.” Shay feigned a pout. “You’re the one person I can count on not to tune me out when I ramble, and you let me down.”
“What did you say?” Lily demanded as she stared at her sister suspiciously.
Shay released a long-suffering sigh. “I said that I think it would be good for you to go out on a date. I could totally go too. I mean, not on the date. That would be weird. But I could be, like, undercover. Sit at the next table and wear a wig and sunglasses. Keep an eye on you in case someone needs his ass kicked.”
Lily pictured her sister sitting in a booth at Merrill’s Café, full trench coat, dark curly wig, and overstated sunglasses. She stifled a laugh, and though she wanted to get on Shay’s bandwagon, she knew she just wasn’t ready.
“No dates for me.”
Shay’s shoulders slumped like a four-year-old who was just denied a sucker.
“It’s been almost a year,” her sister reminded her, her voice quiet.
The conversation had turned damned serious and they hadn’t even made it to the house yet. Lily had hoped they’d at least make it out of the county before the conversation circled around to her love life, or lack thereof.
Lily’s cell vibrated in her back pocket, and for once she was thankful for the interruption. She pulled it out and a rush of adrenaline coursed through her veins. She didn’t recognize the number, but she knew the area code.
“Go ahead and grab Sallie,” Lily said as she swiped her finger across the screen. “I’ll meet you guys at the car.”
Shay’s brow furrowed with concern, but she did as Lily asked and hustled up the front steps and into the house.
“Hello?”
“Lily Donovan?”
The formal tone of the man on the other end of the line only added to her worry. She took a steadying breath.
“Yes.”
“This is Chief Deputy U.S. Marshal Seth Miller calling from the U.S. Marshals Service. Do you have a moment to talk?”
Lily’s throat went dry. She turned and walked toward her car as she tried to stay calm. “Um, sure. I don’t have much time, though.”
“I’m sorry to be calling, but I need to inform you that Graham Brisbee escaped from the California Correctional Center in Susanville two days ago. The media hasn’t been alerted yet. I wanted to make sure you were one of the first to know. We’d like to put you in protective custody until he’s apprehended. I can have a deputy marshal pick you up immediately and transport you to Sacramento.”
“No.” The word left Lily’s mouth before she could think better of it. Her hands trembled and she worried she might not be able to keep her grip on the phone. It took a conscious effort to draw air into her lungs, but she forced herself to keep her shit together. “He escaped? How?”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t share that information with you right now. Excuse me, but did you just say no?” He sounded almost incredulous.
She wasn’t surprised by his incredulous tone. But Lily had made her mind up a long time ago. No one was ever going to be in charge of her life but her. She’d managed to keep this part of her life a secret, and she wasn’t about to change that.
“I said no. And I don’t want any deputy marshals following me around either. Your job is to catch him. I’ll look out for myself. Have a good day, Chief Deputy.”
She ended the call and released a shuddering breath. Sallie and Shay walked toward the car and Lily stuffed the sudden fear and anxiety that had overtaken her to the soles of her feet. In a single moment, one of her worst nightmares had been awakened. She just prayed that the marshals would do their job and not make her regret her decision to look after herself.
* * *
Levi Roberts stepped away from the group of ranch hands. The persistent, rhythmic buzz of his cell let him know it was a message that couldn’t be ignored. He retrieved it from his pocket and quickly read the text message. Disappointment puckered his brow as he fired off a quick response and tucked the phone away. He turned toward the driveway, his attention drawn to the three women climbing into a Toyota 4Runner. He pulled the brim of his hat down lower over his forehead, shielding his gaze from the sun as he watched the car drive off, sending a plume of dust into the air behind it.
“Levi, what do you think?”
Now that was a loaded question. He turned toward Jacob Donovan and jerked his head toward the acres of sprawling pastures beyond the ranch. “This is a bigger operation than the one I worked near Waco. But I can handle it.”
“Good,” Jacob replied. “Because I can always use another set of hands around here, even if it is only temporary. We have a bunkhouse on the property that you can stay in. If it works for you, I’d like for you to start tomorrow.”
“I’m here now. I’d rather start today if that’s not a problem.” Levi fought the urge to look back at the road and the car that sped down the lane. Before he’d even been made aware of who she was, Levi had been drawn to the woman with auburn hair. The sunlight played off the red-gold strands setting them afire. Her voice and spunk had piqued his curiosity. Only after he’d heard her name had Levi made the connection. Lily Donovan. He hoped to see her again, soon. “Might as well hit the ground running, you know?”
“Sounds good to me. You’ve already pretty much met everyone here. John Grange, who you met earlier, is in charge of the day-to-day stuff. He’ll line you up. If you have any questions, go to him.” Jacob reached out his hand and Levi took it in his, returning the firm shake.
Levi nodded. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”
“Not as much as I do,” Jacob said. “The spring calving season is the busiest around here. I’m glad to have you join the crew.”
Jacob left Levi to get straight to work. He was anxious to get to know the crew and the operation. Learn more about Deer Haven and the people who lived here. The best way to do that was to talk his co-workers.
The Rocking D Ranch was a decent-sized operation. Large enough to employ a crew of about a dozen or more. From what he’d heard, Jacob hired mostly ex-military, which was what made Levi a perfect fit.
“Jacob says you were an Army Ranger?”
Copyright © 2021 by Lora Leigh.
The song “Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)” popped into Lily Donovan’s head as she leaned over the rail fence, her gaze fastened on a perfect male ass, hugged by a pair of Wranglers. From there she couldn’t help but lift her gaze higher, from the narrow waist to a wide, strong back and equally powerful shoulders that flexed against a tight T-shirt. The wide brim of his hat cast a shadow on his neck, hiding any glimpse of his hair. He’d yet to turn around, but did that really matter? The view was perfect from where she stood.
“Yee-haw. Am I right?” Her companion snickered from beside her. “Who’s the new talent?”
Lily cast a sidelong glance at her sister, Shay, who happened to be admiring the same view.
Lily stifled a grin. “I don’t know, but he sure knows how to wear a pair of jeans.”
And she’d noticed over the years that most men hadn’t acquired that talent. Or the backside to carry it off.
“I’m more interested in what he looks like without them,” Shay remarked, more teasingly than serious.
“Of course you are.” Lily resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Cowboys, no matter how good looking, were not usually her sister’s thing.
“You saw him first, though, so I’m giving you dibs.” Shay waved graciously, her perfectly manicured ruby-red nails glinting in the sunlight.
Lily gave in to the urge to roll her eyes. “Gee, thanks. That’s awfully generous of you,”
“Oh, I know.” Shay was always so magnanimous. “You can owe me later.”
“And I’m sure you’ll remind me of it regularly.” Lily couldn’t help but laugh at the thought.
“You know I will,” Shay remarked. “But you need a man more than I do. You have to get back in the saddle, girlie.”
Shay’s intentions were good, but Lily had her reasons for staying single for so long. She admired. Flirted every once in a while. Ogled on occasion. But for the past year Lily had been a strictly “look but not touch” sort of a woman.
Hypotheticals were comfortable. She could talk a good game, and it was safe to banter about a guy’s ass with Shay when his back was turned to her and she wasn’t required to engage in conversation. This was better. Safer. And safe distances like this were likely to be the norm for a while longer.
As if he’d heard them, the cowboy in question turned in their direction. Though the hat shaded his face, the sparkle of honey-gold eyes stood out from the shadows. His gaze locked with Lily’s and held it for the briefest moment.
“Wow!” Shay exclaimed a little too loud. “The front side is just as damn good as the backside!”
“Shay!” Lily hissed. “Shhh. He’s looking right at us.”
“He’s looking right at you,” Shay corrected her. “You might want to offer him a tissue so he can wipe the drool from his mouth.”
Lily scoffed, but she didn’t look away. Strong jawline, high cheekbones, a nose that was just imperfect enough to ground his good looks, and those eyes. They practically glowed. He continued to stare, his gaze unwavering. Lily tried to look away, but his eyes captivated her.
“No one stands around here, girls. You know that.” Lily’s cousin Jacob’s voice boomed from the group of men setting up the cattle chute, breaking the spell. “Fence leaners get put to work, so you’d better get moving or get down here and get dirty.”
He was teasing, but Lily wanted to kick Jacob in the shin for drawing attention to them. It was his ranch, after all, and it wasn’t the first time she and Shay had been given a hard time. They weren’t there to hang around and get dirty, though. They were picking up Jacob’s wife, Sallie, for a shopping trip in Sacramento.
“Sorry, Jacob!” Shay called back. “We’re supervising. But we probably should stay. There’s not a single woman out there to make sure you’re doing it right!”
Jacob grinned and shook his head. He was a good sport. They really did harass him on a regular basis. But they’d been doing it since they were kids, and neither she nor Shay could find a good reason to stop doing it now.
“Aren’t you going to Target or the mall or something?” Jacob swept his hands at them as though to shoo them away. “Maybe you should go make a shopping list.”
“You don’t make a shopping list for Target,” Lily quipped. “Target tells you what you need when you get there.”
She reached a fist up and Shay bumped her knuckles against Lily’s. From the corner of her eye, she kept her attention on the mysterious cowboy and found him watching her again. For the past year, that sort of attention had made her a little anxious. This time, however, it gave her a bit of a thrill.
“Lily, will you please control your sister?” Jacob said with mock exasperation.
“You know she’s uncontrollable,” Lily reminded him with a laugh.
“Boy, you’ve got that right.”
He gave them a wave in parting and headed back to the chute. Lily stepped down from the fence.
“Are you sure you want to go shopping today? Looks like everything you need is right here. Might not be a bad idea to get down and dirty if you know what I mean,” Shay suggested as she followed.
“You’re hilarious.” Lily jabbed at Shay with her elbow.
“Oh, I know.” Shay could always be counted on to be modest.
As they headed toward the house, Shay continued to talk, but the words faded to the back of Lily’s mind. She fought the urge to turn around and look one last time, to try to get a glimpse of the gorgeous cowboy with the light honey eyes. But Shay would never let her live it down if she did, and so Lily kept her gaze straight ahead, nodding here and there, going along with whatever it was that Shay said.
“So, you agree with me? I bet we could get Jacob to introduce you.”
“Wait. What?” Lily snapped out of her reverie.
“Lily, I’m hurt.” Shay feigned a pout. “You’re the one person I can count on not to tune me out when I ramble, and you let me down.”
“What did you say?” Lily demanded as she stared at her sister suspiciously.
Shay released a long-suffering sigh. “I said that I think it would be good for you to go out on a date. I could totally go too. I mean, not on the date. That would be weird. But I could be, like, undercover. Sit at the next table and wear a wig and sunglasses. Keep an eye on you in case someone needs his ass kicked.”
Lily pictured her sister sitting in a booth at Merrill’s Café, full trench coat, dark curly wig, and overstated sunglasses. She stifled a laugh, and though she wanted to get on Shay’s bandwagon, she knew she just wasn’t ready.
“No dates for me.”
Shay’s shoulders slumped like a four-year-old who was just denied a sucker.
“It’s been almost a year,” her sister reminded her, her voice quiet.
The conversation had turned damned serious and they hadn’t even made it to the house yet. Lily had hoped they’d at least make it out of the county before the conversation circled around to her love life, or lack thereof.
Lily’s cell vibrated in her back pocket, and for once she was thankful for the interruption. She pulled it out and a rush of adrenaline coursed through her veins. She didn’t recognize the number, but she knew the area code.
“Go ahead and grab Sallie,” Lily said as she swiped her finger across the screen. “I’ll meet you guys at the car.”
Shay’s brow furrowed with concern, but she did as Lily asked and hustled up the front steps and into the house.
“Hello?”
“Lily Donovan?”
The formal tone of the man on the other end of the line only added to her worry. She took a steadying breath.
“Yes.”
“This is Chief Deputy U.S. Marshal Seth Miller calling from the U.S. Marshals Service. Do you have a moment to talk?”
Lily’s throat went dry. She turned and walked toward her car as she tried to stay calm. “Um, sure. I don’t have much time, though.”
“I’m sorry to be calling, but I need to inform you that Graham Brisbee escaped from the California Correctional Center in Susanville two days ago. The media hasn’t been alerted yet. I wanted to make sure you were one of the first to know. We’d like to put you in protective custody until he’s apprehended. I can have a deputy marshal pick you up immediately and transport you to Sacramento.”
“No.” The word left Lily’s mouth before she could think better of it. Her hands trembled and she worried she might not be able to keep her grip on the phone. It took a conscious effort to draw air into her lungs, but she forced herself to keep her shit together. “He escaped? How?”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t share that information with you right now. Excuse me, but did you just say no?” He sounded almost incredulous.
She wasn’t surprised by his incredulous tone. But Lily had made her mind up a long time ago. No one was ever going to be in charge of her life but her. She’d managed to keep this part of her life a secret, and she wasn’t about to change that.
“I said no. And I don’t want any deputy marshals following me around either. Your job is to catch him. I’ll look out for myself. Have a good day, Chief Deputy.”
She ended the call and released a shuddering breath. Sallie and Shay walked toward the car and Lily stuffed the sudden fear and anxiety that had overtaken her to the soles of her feet. In a single moment, one of her worst nightmares had been awakened. She just prayed that the marshals would do their job and not make her regret her decision to look after herself.
* * *
Levi Roberts stepped away from the group of ranch hands. The persistent, rhythmic buzz of his cell let him know it was a message that couldn’t be ignored. He retrieved it from his pocket and quickly read the text message. Disappointment puckered his brow as he fired off a quick response and tucked the phone away. He turned toward the driveway, his attention drawn to the three women climbing into a Toyota 4Runner. He pulled the brim of his hat down lower over his forehead, shielding his gaze from the sun as he watched the car drive off, sending a plume of dust into the air behind it.
“Levi, what do you think?”
Now that was a loaded question. He turned toward Jacob Donovan and jerked his head toward the acres of sprawling pastures beyond the ranch. “This is a bigger operation than the one I worked near Waco. But I can handle it.”
“Good,” Jacob replied. “Because I can always use another set of hands around here, even if it is only temporary. We have a bunkhouse on the property that you can stay in. If it works for you, I’d like for you to start tomorrow.”
“I’m here now. I’d rather start today if that’s not a problem.” Levi fought the urge to look back at the road and the car that sped down the lane. Before he’d even been made aware of who she was, Levi had been drawn to the woman with auburn hair. The sunlight played off the red-gold strands setting them afire. Her voice and spunk had piqued his curiosity. Only after he’d heard her name had Levi made the connection. Lily Donovan. He hoped to see her again, soon. “Might as well hit the ground running, you know?”
“Sounds good to me. You’ve already pretty much met everyone here. John Grange, who you met earlier, is in charge of the day-to-day stuff. He’ll line you up. If you have any questions, go to him.” Jacob reached out his hand and Levi took it in his, returning the firm shake.
Levi nodded. “Thanks. I appreciate it.”
“Not as much as I do,” Jacob said. “The spring calving season is the busiest around here. I’m glad to have you join the crew.”
Jacob left Levi to get straight to work. He was anxious to get to know the crew and the operation. Learn more about Deer Haven and the people who lived here. The best way to do that was to talk his co-workers.
The Rocking D Ranch was a decent-sized operation. Large enough to employ a crew of about a dozen or more. From what he’d heard, Jacob hired mostly ex-military, which was what made Levi a perfect fit.
“Jacob says you were an Army Ranger?”
Copyright © 2021 by Lora Leigh.
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#1 New York Times bestseller, LORA LEIGH is the author of the Navy SEALS, the Breeds, the Elite Ops, the Callahans, the Bound Hearts, and the Nauti series.
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