His Outback Temptation (Pickle Creek) by Annie Seaton

Author:Annie Seaton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance, Entangled, Bliss, sweet romance, romance, Annie Seaton, Pickle Creek, Australian Outback romance, Cowboys, Fling, Small town, Rural, Clean and Wholesome, Contemporary Western, Fiction, photographer, outback, farm
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Bliss)
Published: 2018-04-11T16:00:00+00:00

Two hours later, they were standing together in the large department store in town. Lucy had been very persuasive, and Isabella shook her head at the bags that were lined up along the bench in the fitting room.

“I can’t believe you talked me into all this. I’ll never fit it all into my suitcase when I leave.” She held up the pair of bright blue shoes she’d fallen in love with as soon as Lucy had picked them up. “Although, I will find room for the shoes.”

“You have to get all dolled up for the Come-by-Chance races. It’s the social event of the year for us. There’ll be a few thousand people there.”

“What? At the dirt racetrack that Sebastian took me past the other night? I saw the sign that said Come-by-Chance Race Club, but I thought it had closed down.”

Lucy nodded with a smile. “Wait till you see it. It comes alive every year, and this year will be extra special. There’s even silver trophies for the winners. That’s why we have to get new clothes. I can’t enter now because I’m married, but you’ll have a good shot at the title.”

Isabella frowned as she slipped the shoes back into the box. “What title?”

“Miss Come-by-Chance.”

“On, no. Don’t even think about entering me. I’m only here for a few more weeks. Besides, I don’t agree with beauty contests.”

“You don’t enter. The judges walk around, and you’ll get a tap on the shoulder.” Lucy folded her arms and smiled. “It’s only for the day, and it’s a bit of fun. It’s a tradition and sponsored by a local business. Come on, we’ve got to find us each a hat now.”

Isabella shook her head and followed Lucy out of the change room, both laden with plastic shopping bags.

“I’m going to have a shot at Fashion of the Fields,” Lucy added.

“Fashion of the Fields?” Isabella giggled.

“Yes. It’s a hoot.” Lucy tipped her head to the side as she tried on a black hat with a feather on the crown and a veil across her face.

“Gawd, Luce, you can’t wear that. It looks like something you wear to a funeral.” Isabella shook her head.

“The veil will keep the dust out of my mouth if it’s windy. And we’re getting you a hat, too.”

“Sounds delightful. And”—she put her hands on her hips—“I’m not buying a hat.”

“Oh yes you are.” Lucy’s smile was determined. “Come on, Bella, you’ll have a great time.”

“Maybe, but not with you wearing that hat.” Isabella rolled her eyes as Lucy passed her a hat. Some battles weren’t worth fighting.

“Okay, maybe not.” Lucy squealed as Isabella put the hat on the side of her head. “Oh my God, look at that. It’s perfect for you!”

And it had been. Isabella carried the bags into the small second bedroom above the milk bar that she’d turned into her home-away-from-home for the past few weeks. The trip to Dubbo had been a roaring success. New outfits for both of them—including hats, shoes, and handbags that Isabella didn’t need.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.