The Bride Wore Denim By Lizbeth Selvig ~ Seven Brides for Seven Cowboys ~GIVEAWAY~ SPOTLIGHT

 The Bride Wore Denim

Seven Brides for Seven Cowboys # 1

By: Lizbeth Selvig

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Blurb:
When Harper Lee Crockett returns home to Paradise Ranch, Wyoming, the last thing she expects is to fall head-over-heels in lust for Cole, childhood neighbor and her older sister's long-time boyfriend. The spirited and artistic Crockett sister has finally learned to resist her craziest impulses, but this latest trip home and Cole's rough-and-tough appeal might be too much for her fading self-control.

Cole Wainwright has long been fascinated by the sister who's always stood out from the crowd. His relationship with Amelia, the eldest Crockett sister, isn't as perfect as it seems, and with Harper back in town, he sees everything he's been missing. Cole knows they have no future together—he's tied to the land and she's created a successful life in the big city—but neither of them can escape their growing attraction or inconvenient feelings.

As Harper struggles to come to grips with new family responsibilities and her forbidden feelings for Cole, she must decide whether to listen to her head or to give her heart what it wants.

Releasing July 21, 2015
Avon Impulse
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Excerpt: 

The three chickens had huddled for safety and shelter beneath a huge linden tree, but the instant Harper and Cole took off, the birds clucked into panic mode and went three different directions like possessed bobble head dolls. Harper went after the cochin that had left her in the grass and caught her in seconds. 
“Hah!” She held up the chicken in triumph, only to see Cole with a flapping Plymouth Rock hen.  
“Lucky,” he called. 
“You keep thinking that,” she replied. 
They re-incarcerated the two chickens and turned to the last escapee. This hen, Harper knew, was the oldest chicken in the flock, the only Rhode Island Red, a hen that had been around at least five or six years. She was wily and stubborn and laid a lot of eggs. 
“Roxie Red.” Harper said, in the same tone she might have said ‘Lizzie Borden.’
“They all have names, don’t they?” Cole asked. 
“He always named them, but I don’t know what they are. Who can tell them apart?  She just stands out, the old, cranky biddy.”
“Don’t you worry your head,” he teased. “Just let me take care of her.”
“Not on your life.”
The ridiculousness of their impromptu game felt a little disrespectful given the reason she and Cole were really here, but Harper couldn’t rein in the streak of temporary insanity she’d obviously caught from the chickens. At last she’d found the release—the relief—she’d wanted.
They chased the crafty old hen for five full minutes, cutting each other off, herding her into corners, cooing softly but then charging when she dodged and bobbed like a running back. Harper swore the old girl was having as much fun as they were. At last she managed to streak ahead of Cole and reach Roxie just as the hen reached the rabbit fencing around her mother’s and grandmother’s huge vegetable garden behind the coop. 
“Gotcha!” she cried, and sprang forward.
She tripped and landed on Cole’s arm and his hand covered hers as both of them grasped simultaneously for the scolding Roxie.
“Get away from my bird!” she cried. 
“Hands off my chicken,” he replied, his voice high-pitched with mirth.
Roxie flapped easily away, and Harper dissolved into laughter, splayed once again face down on the ground. She lifted her head to find Cole flat on his back gasping for air. He reached across her back, grabbed her arm and rolled her over until she, too, lay on her back, her head cradled on his shoulder. 

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Author Info/Links:

Lizbeth Selvig writes fun, heartwarming contemporary romantic fiction for Avon books. Her debut novel, The Rancher and the Rock Star, was released in 2012. Her second, Rescued By A Stranger is a 2014 RWA RITA® Award nominee. Liz lives in Minnesota with her best friend (aka her husband), a hyperactive border collie named Magic and a gray Arabian gelding named Jedi. After working as a newspaper journalist and magazine editor, and raising an equine veterinarian daughter and a talented musician son, Lizbeth entered Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart® contest in 2010 with The Rancher and the Rock Star (then titled Songbird) and won the Single Title Contemporary category.
In her spare time, she loves being a brand new grandma to Evelyn Grace as well as to hike, quilt, read, horseback ride, and play with her four-legged grandchildren, of which there are nearly twenty, including a wallaby, an alpaca, a donkey, a pig, a sugar glider, and many dogs, cats and horses (pics of all appear on her website www.lizbethselvig.com). She loves connecting with readers—contact her any time!

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