AundyPendleton Petticoats #1
Published by CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Publication Date May 28, 2013
Genres: Historical Fiction, Clean Romance, Western
Setting: Oregon Gilded Age – US – 1875 – 1900
Written for: Adults
Desperate to better her situation, Aundy Thorsen agrees to leave behind her life in Chicago to fulfill a farmer’s request for a mail-order bride in Pendleton, Oregon. When a tragic accident leaves her a widow soon after becoming a wife, Aundy takes on the challenge of learning how to manage a farm, even if it means her stubborn determination to succeed upsets a few of the neighbors.
Born and raised on the family ranch, Garrett Nash loves life in the bustling community of Pendleton in 1899. When his neighbor passes away and leaves behind a plucky widow, Garrett takes on the role of her protector and guardian. His admiration for her tenacious spirit soon turns to something more. He just needs to convince the strong-willed Aundy to give love another try.
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Aundy, by Shanna Hatfield, is free today. I have read it and all the books in the series and can heartily recommend them.
“Garrett, I’m sorry, but I’d rather not go to your house looking like this. I don’t want to upset Nora.” Some little part of her had died the moment Garrett figured out who she was. It was one thing to be dressed like a man when no one knew she was really a woman. It was an entirely different matter for Garrett to see her dressed that way, knowing the truth.
As much as she tried to deny it, she wanted to look nice when he was around. She knew she wasn’t beautiful, but something about seeing him smile at her with his silvery eyes glowing like liquid metal made her feel feminine and attractive. The very last person she’d want to see her dressed like a man was Garrett Nash.
He’d not only seen her, but also seen right through her guise. She’d have to ask him sometime how he so easily figured out who she was. Right after he started speaking to her again.
“Fine,” he said, pointing a hand down the road toward the Erickson farm. “Get yourself home and be prepared to tell me all about your little adventure later. And don’t you ever try something like this again. You hear me?”
Since he was already fuming, she let her temper rise, too. She didn’t appreciate the way he bossed her around, especially since her trip to town resulted in finding a herd of sheep to purchase. That was the whole point of her adventure and she was inordinately pleased with her successful efforts.
“I appreciate your assistance, Mr. Nash, truly I do. However, I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I’m a woman grown with a mind of her own, a strong constitution, and no man to answer to. Don’t feel the need to give yourself the job because I’m not looking to fill the vacancy!”