Dakota Hearts Book 11
Hawk McKinnon has been waiting for his lady love, Regis, to marry him ever since she stepped foot in Rudolph, South Dakota. Now that they're expecting a baby, he's determined to finally make her his wife. But Regis has doubts and fears Hawk can't possibly understand given his upbringing in such a big and loving family. As Hawk works to make Regis fall in love with him again, making her believe in the power of love and family, will he succeed in making Regis his bride?
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The Badlands of South Dakota were unlike anywhere else in the world, especially during the winter. Some people hated the South Dakota winters. But to Hawk McKinnon, it was a time for Sunday dinners with the family and snuggling by a warm fire with the woman who had the whole of his heart, Regis Simpson.
Reggie, as she liked to be referred to, had been increasingly absent for more Sunday dinners in the two years since they’d been together than Hawk could count. Today she was home and he was going to make sure she stayed there long enough for him to finally talk about the one thing she’d been avoiding since she’d moved into his house. The two of them finally getting married!
He’d thought briefly about stopping by the diner across the street, the home away from home that his mother had owned and operated for nearly all of his thirty-seven years. But he decided against it. She was probably ready to leave for the day and would only stay longer to feed him like she used to do before Regis had come into his life. Now he and Regis made dinner together. Well, on the nights she was home.
As he walked in the snow through the clinic parking lot, he thought about getting into his truck and driving it back to the house. Why bother? The air was crisp. It was a good night even if it had already started to snow again.
Last night’s snowfall had piled on to the snow they’d had earlier in the week. The plows were already out throwing salt and sand on the roads to keep them drivable. Good. Hawk didn’t need any accidents or emergency to call him away tonight and keep him from what he’d planned.
The light inside the house was on, he discovered as he rounded the trees and his house came into view. Regis’s car was parked out front, which made him smile. It was infinitely better to come home to Regis than to an empty house.
A cleared spot where his truck had been parked this morning was starting to get covered over with snow. Anticipation made his insides hum and had his gait picking up a notch as he walked. He shoved his hand in his pocket and smiled. It was going to be a great night.
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Dakota Hearts Book 10
Julian McKinnon hasn't been home to South Dakota and the family that had always been his anchor, and they want to know why. He may seem like the black sheep of the family, but telling his family he was an undercover FBI agent after all they'd been through didn't seem like a great idea. Now there's another McKinnon wedding planned for the holidays and the family has made it clear Julian isn't going to miss it for any reason. That leaves his informant wide open. The only way to make sure she's safe is to bring her home to meet the family. Aside from Georgie Garcia (Gigi) being too close to the front line of one of Mexico's notorious drug lords, she's incredibly beautiful, making it hard for Julian to separate his job from his growing feelings for her.
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“You’re going to have to take your informant with you to South Dakota.”
Julian McKinnon listened to the voice over the phone. Kelly Montgomery, the head of the Chicago office, had only recently contacted him about his missing son.
“You’re serious,” he replied.
“I can’t have her hanging around here. We’re being watched. And if we’re not, we will be. This development is too sensitive to risk having Georgie Garcia slip through our fingers. You understand what I mean.”
He did. But it only complicated an already tenuous situation he’d put himself in with his family. “Sir, the only reason I’m going home is because my brother is getting married. If I show up with a woman…”
“What? You’ve never brought a girl home to meet your mother before?”
Julian shifted his jaw to one side and glanced out the window of his motel room. Motels had been his home for the better part of six months. He was looking forward to going home. Looking forward to Aunt Kate’s good cooking and his mother’s pampering. He needed it.
“Don’t make me laugh. I’m still stunned. None of us, bar my sister, Grace, would ever think of bringing someone home until there was a ring involved. The second we do, my mother has us married off.”
Kelly laughed. “Your mother sounds like my wife. To some extent, that’s the reason we’re having this conversation. Given what happened to her sister, I wouldn’t blame her for wanting to disappear. But she is the only link I have to finding my son’s whereabouts in Colombia. I can’t risk that Georgie Garcia will slip through our fingers.”
“Make it happen, Julian. If you’re going home, she’s going with you. It’s either that or skip your brother’s wedding. I don’t care what you tell your family. I don’t care what she tells your family as long as she never mentions Eduardo Sanchez’s name to them. You know that wouldn’t be safe.”
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Dakota Hearts Book 9
One Dakota Night
Grace McKinnon had her chance at love, and she lost. She'd married a thrill seeking rodeo man who was never around. All she wants now is to find someone she can depend on while she raises her young son who is determined to follow in his father's footsteps. When she meets her cousin Ethan's friend, a form Navy SEAL, she thinks it's just more of the same. Same man, different suit. But Grace soon learns that life can be thrilling with the right man...as long as she's in his arms.
It had been a long time since Jace Strickland had some decent time off to think about anything other than the military. At a crossroad in his life, he has two months of leave to decide whether to reenlist in the Navy or discover something else in life that gives him the same rush as being a Navy SEAL. Meeting single mother Grace McKinnon at a veterans event in South Dakota was an unexpected pleasure. Given the nature of the life he'd chosen, he'd never been the forever kind of man. He craved adventure. But Grace's sweet lips and loving heart makes him wonder if the ultimate rush in life...is loving one special woman for the rest of his life.
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“He hates me.”
Grace McKinnon propped her foot on the first rail of the fence and leaned against the splintered wood as her ten-year-old son rode around the paddock on a horse called Moondust. Her cousin Ethan and a friend of his from the Navy—her cousin’s HOT friend—was giving Liam instruction. Liam was hanging on every word.
“He’s ten. He hates everyone,” Gray said.
“Right now he’s reserving it all for me. Boys don’t really hate everyone until they’re about thirteen.”
“How do you know?”
“I grew up with four brothers and five male cousins. I could write a book on the subject.”
She glanced up at her brother, who was taller than her by nearly a foot, and groaned. Even with her cowboy hat on, she had to squint her eyes from the summer sun.
“These days he’d rather be with Ethan and his friend, or with you, or Ian, or Luke than with me. Anyone but me.”
“You’re his mother.”
As if that was supposed to make her feel better. “I don’t recall any of you treating Mom the way Liam treats me.”
“Mom and Dad didn’t get divorced.”
Her stomach rolled. “Thank you very much for reminding me of that.”
Gray sighed and draped his arm around her shoulder protectively. “That wasn’t a put down.”
“Yes, it was. I failed at my marriage.”
“You didn’t fail. You just married a jerk.”
“My son hates me.”
“Fine, he hates you.”
Glancing up at Gray again, she saw his teasing grin and couldn’t stop the laugh from escaping her lips. “You can at least lie to me when I whine. What good are you otherwise?”
“He’s a kid. He wants male companionship. All boys are like that.”
Grace observed Liam on the horse as he talked to the man standing with her cousin.
“Who is this guy with Ethan?”
“Strick? Technically his name is Jace. He’s a Navy SEAL. Ethan worked with him when he was in the Navy.”
“Strick? That’s a name?”
“Last name is Strickland.”
“What’s he doing here?”
Gray gave her a sidelong glance. One side of his mouth lifted to a grin. “Why are you so interested?”
She rolled her eyes. “Knock it off. I’m not. Well, I am to a point. Liam seems to be hanging on his every word.”
“I think Ethan brought him out here to check on Tessa’s new project. They toured the Wounded Veterans Center yesterday.”
“He’s an investor?”
“A donor. He has money to burn. I don’t know how. And Tessa doesn’t care as long as he’s impressed enough to give her the funds to push this project over the edge. She’s relying on donors to run the Rolling Rock Equine Rehabilitation Center. Strick is a horse guy.”
Grace glanced over at Jace “Strick” Strickland, who was now lovingly stroking the neck of one of the horses as he spoke to it. He had to be talking very low to the horse because she couldn’t hear what he was saying.
She snapped her gaze to her brother. “A horse guy, huh? Does that mean rodeo?”
Gray chuckled as he leaned against the rail of the fence. “Not exactly. His family owns a stock company out in Wyoming. He was looking for something to be a part of, so Ethan invited him out here.” Gray sighed. “When is Joe picking Liam up?”
“Day after tomorrow.” Grace couldn’t hold back the sigh that made its way up her throat. “He’ll be gone for a month.”
“Wow. How’d Joe swing that one?”
“It was a compromise. Liam asked him if he could live with him permanently.”
“Ouch,” Gray mouthed.
“I told you. He hates me. You have to peel Haley from Tessa every time her ex has visitation and my kid doesn’t even give me a backwards glance.”
“First of all, Haley is a girl and she’s only five. You were like that with Mom and Aunt Kate for the longest time. Don’t beat yourself up. Liam will get over it.”
“I wish I had your confidence.” She released another sigh. It was getting old lately, resigning herself to things she had no control over. The worst of it was that Joe was actually considering having Liam spend more time with him on the road. It opened up a whole slew of problems that Grace hadn’t planned to think about and now didn’t want to think about. Spending time on the road with his father during the summer was one thing. But during school…she didn’t even want to think about how much that would disrupt her son’s life more than his parents’ divorce already had.
But Grace had no choice if she didn’t want to fight the way Tessa and her ex-husband were fighting over custody. She had a front row seat to just how ugly that could get. And the fact that Liam had done nothing but talk about being with his father since the moment he finished the school year only drove that point home harder.
What the hell was she going to do with herself for the next four weeks without her son?
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Dakota Hearts Book 8
last thing Luke McKinnon wanted in life was to work at the family oil
business. He'd done a good job steering clear of that by setting up a
successful law practice in Sioux Falls. But when the patriarch of the
family falls sick, Luke steps in. He's only trading his crisp white
dress shirt for a t-shirt and hardhat until his father is back on his
feet. He doesn't plan on sticking around. That is...until he meets
Single mother, Tessa Rock isn't afraid of hard work. She
can hold her own with the ranch hands on her daddy's ranch and on an oil
rig. She doesn't have time for a man to mess up her fragile
life...until Luke McKinnon shows up on her rig. The handsome lawyer is
probably used to having beautiful women draped on his arm. But at the
end of the day, it's a miracle if she can get all the dirt and grime out
from under her fingernails. The two of them couldn't be more different.
But none of that matters. She quickly learns what a fool she'd been to
think of Luke as just a lawyer who can help her get what she wants. One
night in his warm embrace, and seeing the heart and soul of a man who
loves so deeply, Tessa realizes she wants the man...for the rest of her
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had it Luke McKinnon was a lawyer. He was the kind of lawyer who
untangled all the knots that married people spent a lifetime tying up.
The kind who won tough cases for the clients he represented.
least, that is what Tessa Rock had overheard during lunch earlier that
day. She’d pretended not to listen. She even pretended not to notice
Luke McKinnon when he’d come into the cafeteria to get a cup of coffee,
although in truth, it was hard not to notice a man like him. There was
something commanding about him. Not unapproachable or intimidating.
Luke McKinnon was a man who made it hard not to notice him in a room
full of men.
Rock knew she needed Luke McKinnon. The question was how to approach
him with her troubles without everyone else on this oil rig jumping into
picked up one end of a section of pipe that had been dropped on the
platform by Dibs Dobinski, the crane operator, and then she turned to
Matt Henley, another roughneck worker on the MW oil rig she’d been
working on for the past year. She’d worked tours with both of these
roughnecks and had gotten to the point where they’d fallen into a rhythm
that functioned like a well-oiled machine. She waited until Matt gave a
nod and she lifted the pipe, holding steady so he could ease the pipe
into the fitting.
the pipe was secured, Tessa turned to see if Luke was still talking to
his brother, going over production numbers. Ever since John McKinnon
had been laid up in the hospital after suffering a heart attack on that
very platform, Luke had been visiting the rig, trying to keep it
producing oil. And that was just fine with Tessa. Working on the rig
wasn’t any harder than working on her ranch, but she needed this
paycheck if she had any chance of keeping the Rolling Rock Ranch and
making it solvent again. If she lost the ranch, she’d lose everything.
That wasn’t going to happen if she had a breath left in her.
needed to keep herself focused on her work like she did every day she
spent at MW Oil. It had taken her a long time to win over the
acceptance of a crew that initially wasn’t too sure about a woman being
on the platform with them. Now that she had, she didn’t want a handsome
face to undo everything she’d worked hard for this past year.
she couldn’t deny that Luke McKinnon was a man who commanded attention
just by standing there. But if she didn’t get her mind off the man and
on her work, she wouldn’t be standing here much longer.
“Ready!” she called out to Dibs. Rinse, Repeat.
A few moments later, she heard yelling from below.
Matt yelled. Tessa still held a section of the pipe in her hand, but
with Matt’s outburst, she turned and spotted the pipe Dibs had secured
on the crane swinging toward them as if it had a will of its own.
“Watch out!” she heard someone call out.
the split second it took her to realize the pipe she was holding was
going to connect with the pipe that was swinging from the crane, Tessa
dropped the pipe and rolled across the platform out of the way just as
the two pipes collided. As she rolled, her hardhat slipped off her head
and disappeared over the side of the platform.
she stopped rolling and the pipes settled, Tessa glanced over at Dibs
and took in the panicked expression on his face as he stood up inside
the crane, and then shut it down. She gave him a thumb up to let him
know she was okay.
Tessa. When I felt the wind, I should have checked to see if that pipe
was stable. I didn’t see it coming until it was almost right at you,”
Matt said, heading toward the pipe that had rolled across the platform.
“It’s okay. No one was hurt. Just give me a minute to get my hardhat.”
“Earth to Tessa!” Matt called out, pointing above her. “Watch your head! You have a pipe coming your way!”
turned her attention back to the platform, and to the task at hand.
Her cheeks flamed after having been caught gawking at Luke McKinnon. At
least, that’s what the smirk on Matt’s face told her he was thinking.
grabbed the pipe that Dibs was easing over to them to keep it steady,
and repeated the same process she had for the last ten pipes they’d
quickly ran to the stairs leading down to the ground from the platform
she’d been working on. She spotted her hardhat on the ground at the
same time she saw Luke McKinnon walking toward it. He got to it before
her and picked it up with the hand that wasn’t holding the clipboard and
turning it as if he were inspecting it for damage.
“I guess this is yours?” Luke said, handing her the hardhat.
“Thanks.” She took the hardhat, but didn’t put it on her head.
“Were you hurt?”
“Up there? No. It gets gusty on the platform. Every so often the wind takes one of those pipes like it’s the rope of a kite.”
He frowned. “You mean a near accident like that is normal?”
She glanced up at the platform. Matt was waiting for her. He could wait a minute.
“No,” she said. “But it does happen.”
He pointed to his head. “Better get that back on then.”
He seemed taken aback by her response.
“I don’t work on the platform.”
are today. That means a hardhat for everyone here. I’m surprised Gray
didn’t mention it. He’s very careful about such things.”
“I’ll remember it next time.”
She started to turn away, but then stopped.
say you’re a lawyer,” she said, watching his face. She knew that a
first impression was important, and she didn’t want to leave Luke with
the impression that she was a shoddy worker.
“Not today,” he said.
“If I’d have asked you last week, what would you have said?”
“Last week? I would have said I was the son of an oil company president.”
Her lips lifted just a fraction. “You still are. I heard your father is doing much better.”
The worry he’d been feeling over the last few weeks was deep and showed on his face.
“You hear a lot of things.”
asked. I like your father.” And Tessa did. She’d always liked John
McKinnon. He didn’t treat her like someone who didn’t belong on his oil
rig. True, he was a gentleman, much like Gray had always been. But he
showed how much he valued her and respected her work. With so little
other positive in her life, that one small thing seemed huge.
Luke was clearly pleased at her compliment. “He’s a good guy. It’s hard not to like him.”
“Then why the guilty face?”
He eyed her and then glanced up at the platform. “Aren’t you supposed to be doing something?”
“Yes. But I’ve
clearly touched on a topic that is sensitive. Sorry about that. I have
no filter. I just say what’s on my mind.”
“I’ll remember that, too.”
She put the hardhat on her head. “You’re not going to fire me for it, are you?”
He frowned. “Why would I do that?”
She couldn’t help but smile. “Thanks.”
When she remained standing there, he asked, “Was there anything else?”
There was so much more. However, this wasn’t the place.
Tessa shook her head. “I’m sure I’ll see you around.”
“At least for today.”
Her stomach dropped. “Are you leaving us already?” He couldn’t leave. She hadn’t even had a chance to talk to him.
“I meant I’ll be here until my father is well enough to come back to work.”
“Oh, let’s hope that’s soon.”
walked away and felt his eyes on her back as she walked toward the
ladder. When she reached the ladder to climb to the second platform, she
turned around. Luke was still standing in the same place they’d spoken
together, holding his clipboard in his hand. He was staring at her.
Unlike most men who would turn away when caught, he continued to look at
her. She smiled and was rewarded with the same. A stab of regret hit
her as she turned away. She’d been so focused on talking to him that
she couldn’t see his smile up close or see if his eyes lit up, making
his smile genuine or something he just pasted on for show. Something
told Tessa Luke wasn’t the kind of man to put on airs that way. And she
Later. Definitely later.
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