Crazy On Daisy

Hobble Creek Cowgirls

De: Lilly Christine

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Daisy Antelerone is tired of losing. Her ranch is gone, her Momma's gone, her truck's busted, and she just buried her Daddy. Her sights are on the Texas Rodeo Barrel Racing Champion Title, and she's willing to risk whatever it takes to win. . .even a bet on bothersome boy-next-door Hank Gallagher. A successful rancher with a heart the size of Texas, Hank's desperate for Daisy. . His father's a jerk; Red's been on his case for years, and has ruined things with Daisy more than once. When Daisy's beloved barrel horse colics, Hank knows she needs him, and it isn't long before he finds himself deeply troubled~ and deeply in love. Hank’s heart is Crazy On Daisy, but his brain tells him he better think twice. . . "Lilly Christine has done it again! Western Contemporary Romance and Cow-girl Chick Lit fans will leap on "Crazy On Daisy", a much awaited second novel in "McGreers" Series." ~ Libra Press The McGreers Series...Read 'Em All! "Crashing Into Tess" McGreers #1 2014 Booksellers Best Finalist "Crazy On Daisy" McGreers #2 "Right Kinda Bull" McGreers #3 "Designs On Daphne" McGreers #4 "Loving Lulu" McGreers #5 "Whole Lotta Bull" McGreers #6 "Candi For Christmas" McGreers #7 "My Kinda Bull" McGreers #8 What Readers Are Saying About Lilly Christine's McGreers Series "A fast-moving story! I hated to stop reading." ~ Roberta Wiggins "A very satisfying read! I want more books by Lilly Christine" ~ Crystal Blue "Sweet n' sassy dialogue and a small town setting I liked reading about" ~ Ms. Bean "Loved the characters! A chick-lit James Herriot." ~ Cherie Smith He’d dreamed of this since sixth grade, but when he’d dared to dream of Daisy, he thought it would be shy and awkward at first, then sweet and gentle, like Janie. But it was Daisy pressed against him now, feeding him kisses, making him so hot he was consumed by her. There was so damned much throbbing fire between them, he couldn’t help wanting to lift her up on the seat of the truck, climb on top of her, grind his hips into her, take her hard under him, frantic and shameless, door open, feet dangling off the seat. I want Daisy. I want all of Daisy, more than I’ll ever want anyone else. Shocked by the realization, Hank came up for air, took a breath to cool off and get his bearings. Surprised, Daisy stiffened and pulled away. The light from the pole crossed her face, and her eyes showed caution. She wiped a hand over her mouth, then thumped his chest with her palms—hard—catching him off guard. “Did you plan this?” His eyes had been at half-mast but they opened wide. “What?” Arms across her chest, Daisy was fierce again, all snarling olive-amber cat eyes, sparking with heat. “Did you plan this? Did you come here tonight to kiss me, Hank Gallagher?” “No! How could I plan it, Daisy? It’s not like you don’t have a say in it, I mean, kissing did. . I . . I wanted to.” “What?” She glared at him, all sharp edges and elbows. He wouldn’t let his eyes wander down to the ripe peaches he’d been about to grasp just seconds before, luscious under her snug blue 'Armadillo's' t-shirt. Not knowing where to look or the right thing to say, he sighed and touched her lips, ripe and pouty from all the kissing. “I like being with you, Daize. I like kissing you.” Arms still crossed, her narrowed eyes taunted him. “Isn’t Janie Dupree still upstairs? Why not kiss her?” She was being Daisy, which meant difficult as hell. He grinned and tugged a streak of her golden hair. “Heck, Janie’s a nice girl, but she’s not you, Daize. I can’t help it, wanting to kiss you. For me, everything about you is just a damn turn-on.” Facing down her amber-olive cat eyes, still sparking fiercely, he said, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for a long time, Daisy Mae. Probably since the summer before sixth grade, when we played in the creek together . . "