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Golden Rule Outfitters Boxed Set
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Mending the Line: Book 1
Jill Jennings’ dream of becoming an elite runner turns into a nightmare when she breaks her leg less than a year before the Olympic trials. After two surgeries and a lengthy rehabilitation, she’s ready to pursue her goal again. Or is she…
Jill’s healing and ready to hit the pavement, but her passion for the sport she’d planned to make her career unexpectedly wanes. On a whim, she changes course and runs right into tall, blonde, and gorgeous Tyler Bloodworth. Fly fisherman come and go in south central Colorado, but Ty’s back for a second summer, minus his girlfriend and hotter than ever.
Tyler Bloodworth’s life plan to start a fly-fishing business with his dad back home in North Carolina is suddenly snagged when Jill Jennings runs circles around his heart during a summer stint as a fishing guide in Colorado. Back for a second summer, he sets his bait and casts his line, but Jill’s not so easy to catch.
A catch and release fisherman hooks the one girl he won’t let go. A distance runner with big dreams and an uncertain future falls hard for a summer fling. Can Jill risk losing her career and her heart to Tyler when he’ll be gone in a few months, or will Ty reel in the biggest catch of his life?
Guiding the Fall: Book 2
Sexy multi-millionaire Jack Forrester has never needed anyone, and although he’s suffered a crushing blow to his personal and professional life, he’s not about to start now. When he moves to Hailey, Colorado, to look into a new business venture and work with a biographer documenting his career, he meets the beautiful and irresistible Olivia Golden – a woman creating more gossip in town than he is, and making him rethink his views on being alone.
Olivia Golden has always enjoyed the attention her beauty has garnered. On the brink of finishing her student-teaching job, she’s ready to leave her hometown, start her career, and find love. Her plans go awry when she’s forced to fight charges levied against her at school and the insanely rich new businessman in town makes her a proposition she can’t refuse.
No stranger to loss and public humiliation, Jack offers to help Olivia with the fall-out from the scandal…and soon, she’s offering him something as well. A no-strings-attached relationship. But as the sensual attraction between them grows, Olivia breaks through Jack’s carefully constructed walls to reach the lonely man inside. Will Jack risk his heart to save Olivia’s sinking ship, or will the beautiful teacher guide herself straight into a fall, and take him with her?
Taming the Moguls: Book 3
In the finale of the Golden Rule Outfitters series, small town business mogul Tommy Golden faces the biggest fight of his life. A corporate giant is threatening to commercialize the area’s quiet ski lift and change the fabric of the valley he calls home. When he discovers the woman sent to plead Holcomb Industries case is the woman who ripped his heart out a decade before, his passion to fight the development becomes a personal quest for revenge.
Gretchen Lowrey knows her first and only love Tommy Golden lives in the valley where she’s been sent to negotiate with a group fighting her employer, but she doesn’t know he’s in charge of the resistance. If there’s one thing Gretchen understands it’s that she can’t change the past, but dealing with Tommy in the present is anything but pleasant. He’s still furious at her for walking out on him, but she can’t explain her reasons for leaving now any more than she could years before. The best thing she can do—the safest thing—is to broker a deal and get out of town fast.
But fate has other plans. When Tommy and Gretchen are stranded on a snowy mountaintop, the last thing on their minds is a deal. The gloves come off and the rules get tossed out the window. Because in the game of love, there are no rules.
About Christy Hayes
Christy Hayes lives outside Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two children, and two dogs. She has a journalism degree from the University of Georgia (Go Dawgs!). She’s a member of the Romance Writers of America and the Women’s Fiction Chapter of Romance Writers of America.
Christy has been writing seriously since 2004 and made the decision to indie publish in 2011. When not working on her next novel, Christy can be found running through her neighborhood or at one of her kids sporting events.
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Excerpt From Mending the Line: Book 1
“I’m a pretty good guide. You could start with me.”
Oh, she’d like to start with him. Maybe his lips, that fascinating scar over his eyebrow, the scruffy chin, the broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long, blunt ended fingers. She’d start and never stop. She shook her head and tried to calm her racing heart. “I’ll give it some thought.”
As if she needed an excuse to think of him.
He still didn’t make any attempt to leave, but held her captive with his eyes. Her heart raced, her breath came out in short bursts, and she felt her insides turn to liquid. “Ty?” she breathed, her voice a shaky whisper.
“Jill?” he mimicked.
She stood up on legs she willed to stop trembling, her fingers splayed on the desktop for purchase in case her legs gave out under his stare. “I’m not exactly schooled in this whole thing,” she waved her hand between them, “but I get the feeling you’re hitting on me.”
He grinned and she wouldn’t have been surprised if a canary yellow feather popped out of his mouth. “You’re pretty perceptive.”
“I mean, you could have anyone here. Anyone anywhere. I saw your girlfriend. She was petite and blonde and gorgeous. Pretty much the exact opposite of me. I know you know Olivia. She’d run naked through the streets to get your attention, not that she’d need to do that to get a man’s attention, but…” She lifted her shoulders and let them drop as he flashed a mischievous grin.
“Do you own a mirror?” he asked.
“Yes,” she stated unequivocally. “I do, which is why I’m asking, quite poorly, why me?”
He stepped around the desk. She turned, afraid to break contact with his stare, and the back of her legs ended up pushed against the desk. “For the very reason you’re asking and about a hundred more.”
He lifted a hand and ran the backs of his fingers down her cheek. The zing it produced felt like lightning coursing through her blood. She felt the electric zap as it whipped through her body, setting fire to every single nerve ending. It was a wonder she didn’t burst into flames with just that one touch.
He lightly gripped her chin, lifting her lips to angle perfectly over his. He touched his lips ever so gently to the corner of her mouth. Her hands found their way to his t-shirt and she had just enough firing synapses to register the wall of solid muscle beneath her touch. Then it all went dark as he breezed those lips over hers again and again, whisper soft, never quite making full contact. He cradled her head in his hands until she was practically panting with want. His teasing brushes were the most tantalizing torture she’d ever experienced.
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Excerpt from Guiding the Fall: Book 2
Lyle rolled his eyes. “My breathing makes you uncomfortable.”
“That’s not true. But I refuse to fall starry eyed at your feet like every other woman in this town.”
Lyle jerked back, his brows shooting up to his hairline. “What other women?”
Erica felt her face heat and spun around to grab the water pitcher she’d filled for the table. “Never mind.”
Lyle said and stepped in her path. “No, I’d love to know what other women in town are dropping starry eyed at my feet.”
“I’m not going to stand here and feed your ego.”
“What ego? I haven’t had an actual date in…” His eyes roamed the ceiling as he did mental calculations. “Months. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not the one getting mauled on your patio. I’m the one getting his ass chewed inside.”
“Don’t get all fussy with me because your girlfriend’s playing the field.”
“I told you before Olivia’s not my girlfriend.”
“I don’t care what she is.”
“Then why do you keep throwing her and every other woman in town in my face as if I’m some kind of womanizer? You don’t know anything about me.”
“You’re right, I don’t. And I don’t want to. I think it would be best if we just stayed out of each other’s way.”
She tried to step around him, and he blocked her again. She tried the opposite direction only to have the pitcher bounce off his chest when he stepped in her path again. “What is your problem?”
He looked down at her with his piercing brown eyes full of fury. His impossibly adorable dimples flashed. “Maybe I don’t want to stay out of your way. Maybe I’m sick and tired of having you pop in and out of my mind fifty times a day. Maybe if I actually got to know you, I’d have enough reasons to stop thinking about you all the time and wondering why your cantankerous attitude is so damn appealing to me.”
“Who says stuff like that?” Erica hollered. “I’m not cant—whatever that word is. I’m pissed, and if you don’t get out of my way and let me put this heavy pitcher on the table, I’ll pour it over your head.”
When he grabbed the pitcher and challenged her with his eyes to make the next move, Erica stood speechless and fuming.
“Cantankerous, “Lyle said, “means crabby, grouchy, and generally irritable. And in your case, for no good reason.”
Olivia didn’t seem to notice the tension when she breezed inside and asked where the bathroom was located.
“Down the hall.” Erica pointed without breaking eye contact with Lyle. “Second door on the left.”
Jack sat at the table. “Are you two going to stand around flirting all night long or are we going to eat dinner?”
“Urrrrghh!” Erica grunted through gritted teeth. She turned around, grabbed the lasagna she’d worked all day to prepare, and plopped it on the table. “This was a great idea, Jack. Just great.”
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Excerpt from Taming the Moguls: Book 3
Tommy stayed seated and stretched his long legs beneath the table, crossing his boot-clad feet. The door at her back jangled at Dodge’s retreat. Gretchen remained standing. She didn’t trust herself to be alone with Tommy. She’d anticipated a difficult audience before she knew he was involved. But standing there, facing him, felt like facing a one-man firing squad.
“If you don’t have any questions, I suppose we can call this meeting adjourned.”
“I’ve got plenty of questions,” Tommy said, gripping his chin. The motion drew her attention to his mouth and the lips she’d dreamt about only the night before. In her dreams, they were soft and inviting, a far cry from the tight line they formed as he pressed them together. “Was this fun for you? Ambushing me?”
“It wasn’t an ambush. I didn’t know you had anything to do with STS until a few days ago. By then, I was already here and it was too late to back out.”
“Backing out is your style. Why change now when you can dig the knife a little deeper into my back.”
Oh, God. She’d hurt him. The anger and the pain were so evident, and she’d tried so hard to shield him from pain. “I’m not trying to hurt you, Tommy.”
“You can’t hurt me, Gretchen. I’d have to care for you to hurt me, and I just don’t anymore. You made sure of that.”
She swallowed against the wave of nausea. What would he do if he knew the truth? What would it cost her? “I’m sorry you feel that way.”
He stood up slowly, tucking his legs beneath him and straightening to his full six feet, two inches, forcing her to look up to meet his icy stare. “I don’t feel anything but disgust. I remember the girl who wanted to see the world and make a difference. I never thought she’d become a corporate hack. Course, I never thought she’d do a lot of things. Shame on me for expecting better of her.”
She should be numb. Why was he able to aim those darts right where it hurt the most? “That girl is gone. She died right along with her dreams.”
Tommy leaned down. Gretchen felt his breath stir her hair and squeezed her eyes closed. “I could have told you he wasn’t worth it,” he whispered. His boots clicked on the hardwood floors as he moved toward the door.
“We don’t always get to choose,” she murmured.
The door jingled as he gripped the handle, and Gretchen turned her head just as he cut his eyes out the front window. “Everything we have in life is a choice. I’m not going to let this valley suffer because you made the wrong one.”
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