The Gate to Eden
By Cathy McDavid
Historical Romance, Western
Audiobook, 10 Hours and 33 Minutes (also in Paperback and ebook)
January 12th 2019
Expert crackshot Maddie Campbell will do whatever it takes to survive in this female Robin-Hood-of-the-Old-West story - including evading bounty-hunter-for-hire Scott McSween who's intent on bringing her in.
Not your ordinary thief, widow and mother Maddie Campbell likes to think her wealthy victims are merely "donating" to herself and the hundreds of other widows and children left abandoned by the mining company after a devastating accident took the lives of their menfolk. Maddie's secret excursions are quite successful...until ruggedly handsome former lawman Scott McSween arrives in Eden to investigate the recent string of crimes.
Despite her efforts to throw him off track, they can't resist each other. He knows she's somehow involved and is determined to draw out all her secrets in the most exquisite ways - with soft caresses and passionate kisses. But when finally confronted with the truth - that Maddie is actually the thief he's been hired to hunt down and bring in - will Scott choose the woman he loves or his duty to the law?
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Scott didn't so much as blink, yet Maddie sensed his rising excitement. Her plan was working, and she nearly went limp with gratitude. Maybe he would even go so far as to travel to the Vista Linda Mine and check out this fictitious Rory O'Shea. That would buy the council several days in which to plan their next move.
But then, assuming he did visit the Vista Linda Mine, what would he do when the wild goose chase she'd sent him on didn't pan out? Would he return and confront her for lying to him? She could always claim a faulty memory, she supposed. Miners did come and go with regular frequency.
"Do you remember what this O'Shea fellow looked like?"
"Hmm. Not terribly tall. Brown hair, I think. It was only one afternoon and a long time ago."
"Was he young or old?"
"Young. That much I do remember. And very nice. He had a courteous manner about him." Maddie smiled to herself as she recited some of the gossip she'd heard concerning herself in the guise of the robber. Behind her, Hannah coughed.
"Thank you, Mrs. Campbell," he said. "You've been very helpful."
She hoped she had. But not to him.
He moved closer to her. Not enough to alert Constance or Hannah, but enough to start Maddie's heart beating double-time. Unable to resist, she peered up at him. Their eyes met, much as they had a few days ago on his first visit to the company store. And like before, she felt a connection to him that simultaneously thrilled and terrified her.
And then he touched her.
A small touch, really. Hardly more than a brush of his fingertips across the back of her hand. But it was enough to send ribbons of warmth curling up the length of her arm.
Flustered by her reaction to him, she parted her lips and gasped softly. Scott, his attention riveted on her mouth, answered with a low, almost inaudible, groan.
Maddie immediately averted her head and moved aside. When, after several moments, Constance and Hannah said nothing, she dared to relax.
Her reprieve didn't last. From around the east end of the fence came the sound of shouts and laughter. The children were returning, just in time for supper. Though she couldn't imagine Scott harming them, she preferred not to test the theory.
"If your business here is complete, Mr. McSween, I suggest you leave."
He winked at her. "Have I your guarantee you won't shoot me in the back as I ride away?"
The man had a lot of gall, she'd give him that. If Maddie were so inclined, she could nail him between his shoulder blades at a hundred yards.
"Not today. But don't assume I'll be so accommodating in the future." She handed him his pistol.
"I wouldn't think of it." He swung his horse around, grabbed the saddle horn, and mounted. "Goodbye, Maddie. It's been a pleasure." Lifting his hand in a mock salute, he dug his heels into his horse's flanks and took off at a lope.
Damn his conceited hide!
"You did good," Constance said. She and Hannah came to stand alongside Maddie. "Real good." They all three watched Scott ride away.
Maddie turned toward the approaching children. "I'm not so s—"
The words died in her throat when she saw Josephine. The three-year-old was astride their pet donkey and guiding him into a dense patch of cholla cacti. All thoughts save those of her daughter's safety fled Maddie's mind. She started out at a brisk walk, which quickly accelerated into run as Josephine and the donkey wound their way deeper into the patch of cacti...and deeper into danger.
About the Author
As a sophomore in high school, NY Times, USA Today, and Amazon bestselling author Cathy McDavid won a local writing competition with her self-illustrated children’s book. Who knew that small triumph would eventually lead to a career writing contemporary romances with over 1.3 million books sold? With forty-seven titles to date, Cathy is also a member of the prestigious Romance Writers of America’s Honor Roll. This “almost” Arizona native and mother of grown twins recently married her own real-life sweetheart. After leaving the corporate world four years ago, she now spends her days penning stories about good looking men who ride the range or fight fires or hunt creatures all while sweeping the girl off her feet. It’s a tough job but she’s willing to make the sacrifice.
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