Cowboys Don’t Do Unicorns Re-released—A Red Bustier and a Whole Lot of Bull!
Hi. Today is the re-release of COWBOYS DON’T RIDE UNICORNS, one of my readers fave books – and one of their favorite titles. This book picks up one of my repeated themes – the toppy femme. The guy who shouldn’t be taken at face value. I’ve been fortunate in my life to have a few of these lovely unicorns as my friends and I love giving them their happy ever afters.
I hope you love my unlikely couple and all the fun of COWBOYS DON’T RIDE UNICORNS!
Cowboys Don’t Ride Unicorns
COWBOYS DON’T RIDE UNICORNS is a toppy femme, bull-riding cowboy, opposites-attract, hidden identity, world’s colliding, dysfunctional family, guest ranch vacation, MM romance – with a red bustier.
Does it make sense to get turned on by girly guys when you want to be topped? No. Hell, no.
After a big past in bull riding that nearly killed him, Danny Boone’s looking for a quiet, low-key future on a small ranch of his own.
Where’s he going to get the money for a ranch except on the back of a bull?
And how can he stay low-key when his fantasy is a guy with rose-gold hair, legs for days, a high-profile decorating business, and an appetite for expensive lace lingerie?
Designer, Laurie Belmont needs to get out from under the thumb of a domineering mother, helpless father, and rich, privileged boyfriend. He can’t solve his problems with a two-bit cowboy who’s going to die getting thrown from a bull — no matter how perfect his ass is.
Talk about lives that are worlds apart.
Everybody knows cowboys don’t ride unicorns.
Available in eBook and Paperback
Release Date: November 17, 2020
Tara Lain Books
Excerpt from Cowboys Don’t Ride Unicorns
Laurie had thought they’d get here, he’d hold his breath for eight seconds while Danny risked his life, and they’d go home. No such luck. The competition included two rounds. One in the morning and one in the afternoon—the “short go,” Danny told them. Of course, Danny might not make it that far. Shit, I might not make it either.
The smell of horses, cows, and sweat filled his head like smoke. He’d imagined all that testosterone crowded into one place would be an aphrodisiac, but the arena had an odd feeling. Uncomfortable. Embarrassing to admit, but Laurie’d taken pains to look butch today—as butch as he could—so as not to make Danny uncomfortable, but apparently butch Laurie didn’t measure up in this rarified alpha-male universe. Cowboys walked by and eyed him, some looking shocked and others mean. Only a few appeared admiring or even neutral. Laurie shivered. Hell, he lived in San Francisco and decorated people’s houses. His personal style got him extra points in his world, but not here, baby. Pay attention. That’s how different you and Danny are.
Danny was saying, “Okay, I’ve got to go back and get ready for my first ride.”
Andy smiled, awestruck. “Did you already choose your bull?”
“No, I don’t get to choose. I’m just an also-ran here, so my bulls are picked randomly.”
“Do you know who you got?” Andy looked worried.
“His name’s Humdinger. I saw him. I think he lives up to it.”
Another riderwalked by and gave Laurie a surprised look. Better than some. Laurie said, “Hey, Danny, where’s your helmet? A lot of the riders have them.”
“I don’t use one. I need my hat for balance.”
Laurie felt his mouth fall open. “Isn’t that dangerous?”
Danny lowered his head and gazed at Laurie under the hat brim, which he reached up and pulled. “Hell, I gotta give that beast a fighting chance.” With a grin, he sauntered off toward the rider’s entrance to the arena.
Rand snorted, Aliki clapped, and Laurie just stared, mesmerized by the flexing muscles in that gold-medal ass.
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