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Product Details

  • Mass Market Paperback: 224 pages
  • Publisher: Harlequin (June 21, 2011)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 9780373796281
  • ISBN-13: 978-0373796281
  • ASIN: 0373796285
  • Product Dimensions: 6.6 x 4.3 x 0.6 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 1.7 pounds
  • Average Customer Review: 3.9 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (10 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,664,723 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

New York Times bestselling author Vicki Lewis Thompson’s love affair with cowboys started with the Lone Ranger, continued through Maverick and took a turn south of the border with Zorro. Fortunately for her, she lives in the Arizona desert, where broad-shouldered, lean-hipped cowboys abound.  Visit her website at www.vickilewisthompson.com.

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July, present day

The stallion's scream of sexual frustration ricocheted off the walls of a shed that smelled like fresh lumber and honest sweat, both human and horse. The Last Chance Ranch baked under a sun that shone with uncharacteristic ferocity. Clay Whitaker, who'd recently been put in charge of the ranch's stud program, wiped his face on his sleeve.

The new shed could use an air-conditioning unit— humans would appreciate it, at least. The horses probably wouldn't care, judging from the ardor of Bandit, the black-and-white paint that claimed a higher stud fee than any other stallion in the Last Chance Ranch.

Despite the heat, Bandit seemed desperate to mount the mare contained in a small pen only a few feet away. He would never get the chance. The pretty little chocolate-and-white paint named Cookie Dough was a decoy. Instead of mating the old-fashioned way, Bandit would have to make do with a padded dummy so that Clay could collect the semen, freeze it and ship it to a customer in Texas. Shipping frozen horse semen promised to add an increased revenue stream to the ranch operation, or so Clay projected it would.

Nick Chance, middle son of the family that operated the ranch, was on hand to help. A large-animal vet, Nick, co-owned the Last Chance along with his older brother, Jack, his younger brother, Gabe, and their mother, Sarah. Clay had known all of them for ten years.

Theoretically, sperm collection was a simple task. Nick would keep a firm grip on Bandit's lead rope as the stallion mounted the dummy, and Clay would move in with a collection tube. Instead, Bandit seemed determined to get to the mare, and both men's yoked Western shirts were stained dark with sweat.

Nick glanced around the small shed. "We need to get us some air-conditioning in here."

"That's exactly what I—" The rest of Clay's response was drowned out by another scream from Bandit, right before he did exactly as he was supposed to and mounted the dummy. Grasping the tube, a twenty-five-pound piece of equipment designed to keep the semen at an even temperature, Clay moved in for the crucial part of the operation.

When Bandit was finished, both men stood back to let the stallion rest on the dummy for a moment.

Nick glanced over at Clay. "Shall I offer him a cigarette?"

"Very funny."

"I invited Jack to watch, but he declined."

"I'm not surprised." In fact, Clay would have been amazed if Jack had shown up for Bandit's session. Jack didn't much like the idea of collecting and shipping frozen semen, but he recognized times had changed and had agreed to let Clay put his animal science degree to good use.

Still, Bandit was Jack's horse, and Jack thought the collection process was completely undignified. Maybe so, but Jack couldn't argue with the income it would generate. Being in charge of this new operation meant Clay had an important job at the ranch he loved so dearly, but it also allowed him to give something back to the only real family he'd ever had.

Orphaned at three, he'd been shuffled through a series of foster homes until turning eighteen. Then he'd come to work at the Last Chance, where Sarah and her husband, Jonathan, had treated him more like one of their sons than a hired hand. But he'd formed the strongest bond with Emmett Sterling, ranch foreman and the closest thing to a father Clay had ever had. Emmett had recognized that Clay had a brain, and encouraged him to save for college.

Working while he attended school had meant taking six years to complete a four-year program, but now he was back. Jonathan Chance's death from a truck rollover almost two years ago had shocked Clay and made him even more determined to use his education to benefit the family.

Bandit slowly lifted his head as if he'd recovered enough to dismount from the dummy.

"Guess we're about done here," Nick said. "I'll take him back to his stall and then get Cookie Dough."

"Thanks." Clay hoisted the canister to his shoulder and left the shed. On his way to the tractor barn and the incubator he'd set up there, he had to pass by the horse barn, and he glanced around uneasily.

Emmett's daughter, Emily, had arrived late last night so she could help celebrate her dad's sixtieth birthday tomorrow. Her white BMW convertible—sporting a California vanity plate that read SURFS UP—sat in the circular drive, top down and tan leather upholstery exposed to the sun. Well, that fit the impression Clay had of her—spoiled and irresponsible.

He'd met her at her father's fiftieth birthday, soon after he'd come to work at the ranch; but Clay hadn't seen her since. She might have visited while he was away at college, though she'd made it obvious ranch life didn't suit her.

Emmett had sent her large chunks of his paycheck every month when she was a minor, so the guy was always broke. After she came of age, everyone expected Emmett to have more money. He didn't, and eventually it had come out that he was still writing sizable checks to his daughter.

Although Clay would never say so to Emmett, he— along with most everyone at the ranch—resented the hell out of the ungrateful little leech. When he'd first met Emily, he'd done what any normal eighteen-year-old guy would do when confronted with a gorgeous blonde. He'd flirted with her.

She'd said in no uncertain terms that cowboys weren't her style. The rejection had stung, but her disdain for cowboys in general had to be even more hurtful to her father. Clay had vowed to forget her hot little body and continue about his business.

Unfortunately the image of her Daisy Dukes and low-cut blouses had stuck with him, no matter how often he'd tried to erase the memory. He could still close his eyes and see her prancing around like she was in some beauty pageant. With any luck she'd packed on some pounds in the past ten years and wouldn't look like that anymore. With any luck, he wouldn't have direct contact with her at all.

So much for luck. Here she came, long blond hair swinging as she walked out of the horse barn with Emmett.

Clay swallowed. Sure enough, she'd put on a few pounds—in all the right places. Her black scoop-necked T-shirt had some designer name across the front and, to Clay's way of thinking, the designer should've paid Emily for the display space.

Her Daisy Dukes had been replaced by cuffed white shorts that showed off a spectacular tan. She'd propped oversize sunglasses on her head and now she pulled them down over her eyes as she glanced in his direction.

Clay had no trouble picturing her wearing a bikini and sipping an umbrella drink while she lounged by the pool in her hometown of Santa Barbara. He imagined her smoothing coconut-scented suntan oil over every inch of that gorgeous…

Whoa. He'd better shut down that video right quick. No way was he lusting after Emily Sterling. That was a mistake on so many levels. For one thing, he didn't even like her, and he prided himself on only getting involved with likable women.

Emmett looked at him and nodded in approval. "Looks like you got 'er done."

"We did." Clay dredged up a polite smile as he drew closer. "I'm glad your daughter arrived okay." He made out the letters on the front of her shirt. BEBE, with an accent mark over the last E. Probably French for babe. Appropriate.

"She showed up about eleven last night," Emmett said. "I never thought I'd be grateful for cell phones, but I sure am when she's on the road. Emily, do you remember Clay Whitaker?"

"She probably doesn't." Clay adjusted the collection tube, that was getting heavier by the second. "That was a long time ago. Anyway, nice to see you again, Emily. If you'll excuse me, I need to—"

"Do what?" She motioned to the metal tube balanced on his shoulder and grinned. "That thing looks like a rocket launcher."

"Um, it's not. Listen, I really have to—"

"At least tell me what it is, then."

"Semen collector," Emmett said helpfully.

"Really?" Emily took off her sunglasses and peered at the tube. "So did you collect some semen just now?"

"Yes, and I need to get it into the incubator."

"And then what?"

"Oh, it's a whole process," Emmett said. "Clay studied how to do it when he was in college, and now the Last Chance can ship frozen semen all over the country. All over the world, if we want."

"Flying semen." A ripple in her voice and a glitter in her green eyes suggested she was trying not to laugh. "What a concept. That canister is pretty big. Is there that much of it?"

Dear God. Clay couldn't have come up with a worse topic of conversation if he'd tried all day. "Not really. There's insulation material, and…and…"

"The AV," Emmett said.

"What's an AV?"

Of course she'd ask.

"It's an artificial va—" Emmett stopped and coughed, as if he'd finally realized this really wasn't a fit subject to be discussing with his daughter, who hadn't been raised on a ranch and wouldn't be used to a matter-of-fact discussion of female anatomy.

Clay stepped into the breach. "Artificial vacuum," he said. "It's an artificial vacuum."

"Huh." Emily's brow furrowed. "I'm not sure I understand. Something's either a vacuum or it's not."

Emmett put his arm around her shoulders. "It's complicated. And very technical. Anyway, we need to let Clay get on with his job."

"Right." Emily flashed her even, white teeth and winked at him before replacing her sunglasses. "I don't want spoiled semen on my conscience. See you later, Clay."

"You bet, Emily." He headed off, cursing under his breath and tr...


More About the Author


New York Times bestselling author Vicki Lewis Thompson divides her writing time between nerd heroes and cowboy heroes and is threatening to dream up a book about a nerdy cowboy. The recipient of Romance Writers of America's Nora Roberts Lifetime Achievement Award, she has more than a hundred published books and has at least a hundred more story ideas swirling in her head.

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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful By Marilyn Shoemaker on August 15, 2011
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In earlier books in the Sons of Chance series, one learned that cowhand Clay Whitaker was a foster kid and he came to Last Chance Ranch, He considered the ranch and cowhands his friends and home. He also had love and respect for his boss Emmett Sterling the ranch foreman. He considered Emmett like a father and the Chance's his family. When he was also encourage by Emmett to attend college, he had majored in Animal Science. He worked his way through school and was now in charge of the stud program at Last Chance using a new procedure of collecting horse semen and shipping it all over the world, for other rancher's breeding programs.

Now who should show up after all of these years was Emmett's spoiled and very sexy daughter Emily. Most of the ranch hands had little respect for Emmett's daughter. However, her father was thrilled to death that she was paying him a visit. The cowhands all believed that for years, after his wife left the ranch and divorced him, he had monthly sent Emily money, leaving him very little to live on. So now after few and far between visits she showed
up looking like some sort of California "Barbie" in her short shorts; looking very sexy!

Could Clay survive her flirtations, could he take a chance to be with her and ruin his relationship with
Emmett and the Chances? All I can say is it was a whirl wind romance, with some hot, sexy lovemaking
everywhere they could find the time or place on the ranch. She tempted him every step of the way. He was determined not to betray the man he loved and respected so much, Emmett the man who had encouraged him to be the man he was today. However, when they shared a kiss, it was like dynamite went off.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Book Obsessed on October 6, 2011
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Cowboy Up was quick and to the point. Emily and Clay had previously met ten years before, but it was more memorable to one of them.

Emily and Clay are attracted to one another and secretly begin an affair that's not as secret as they'd like to believe. They seem to have a very strong sexual connection and a so-so connection everywhere else.

Emily's sudden turn-around about ranch life wasn't all that believable for me. Although she insisted it had nothing to do with her relationship with Clay, I still felt it did. I did however enjoy watching her relationship with her father blossom. I felt bad for her father and how much he had missed of Emily's life.

This is a quick, fun read with a few sexy encounters. Nice pick for an afternoon of light reading.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Super Jelly Bean on December 27, 2011
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Emily and Clay met years ago and Clay had an attraction to her. When she comes to visit her Dad for his birthday she is instantly attracted to Clay and they start a secret affair, so her father doesn't find out. There is a very strong sexual attraction.

She realizes that ranch life isn't so bad and she might actually like it. She decides that her dislike to ranch life is probably due to her Mother's influence. Watching her reconnect with her Dad was a great part of the story.

This is a quick, fun read with a few sexual encounters. If you're looking for a fast sexy read I would recommend this book.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Ramona Kekstadt on April 16, 2012
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This story is really great. Emily has know Clay for a while. Emily's father took Clay in and loves hime like a son. He thinks there might be something going on with his daughter and Clay. It takes a little while for Emily and Clay to realize they have a connection. They try to keep is quiet and very secretive about there feelings for each other. Emily feels the The Last Ranch is her home now.
I had to buy this book used but to worth it.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Lew hill on December 6, 2012
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Like my headline said fun and easy.
This is by no means a long book nor is it a hard read but after a long day sometimes we just need an easy read with a few laughs and happily ever after and this book definitely delivers at least for me it did.
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