Excerpt: Rustler's Heart by Amanda McIntyre
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Amanda McIntyre continues her Kennison Legacy series.
Summer on the ranch just got hotter...Book Two of The Kinnison Legacy
Orphaned by tragedy, Rein Mackenzie was taken in by his benevolent uncle at the Kinnison ranch alongside two others abandoned at a young age. Now, he and his ‘brothers’ carry on Jed Kinnison’s dream of making the ranch a haven for those who need hope. But when a woman arrives claiming to be related to the Kinnisons, she brings danger—not only to his heart, but to those he calls family.
Liberty’s presence is a surprise to the family she’s never met, and while she yearns to belong, she knows her presence is a reminder of their painful past. Fearless, she dives in, losing her heart to the ranch, to the community, and to an unexpected summer fling.
But when dangers from her past catch up to her, they may cost her everyone and everything she has come to love.
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“Here let me take that,” he offered and reached for her duffle.
“Thanks.” She relinquished it to him. He did a double take when he caught the flash of silver on her tongue.
“Uh, are you hungry?” This young lady was just full of surprises. “It’s about an hour back to the ranch. We can probably find someplace that stays open all night.” Preferably, drive-through he thought, hoping to avoid curious onlookers.
“I’m famished,” she said as she struggled free of her coat.
Rein dropped her bag in the back of the truck and waited to assist her into the truck His eyes fell to her backside bent over the front seat and what was left of her black mini skirt and spandex leggings. She was plenty tall, given that her legs looked to be a mile long in that outfit. She stuffed her coat up into the cab and jerked down her black hoody sporting a Guns & Roses insignia across the back. He caught just a flash of skin above her waistband, enough to make him feel guilty for wanting to see if she bore any tattoos. He’d bet money that she had one, if not more. First impression, she looked like the lead in an R-rated vampire slayer movie.
“Be careful, watch your step.” He gave himself a mental slap and hurried forward to help her in the cab.
She gingerly grabbed the bar and hauled herself up gracefully into the seat.
“Did you happen to get my text messages?” he asked.
“Nope, I’m afraid not.”
“Is there someone back home that needs to know you’re here?”
“No, there isn’t.” She narrowed her gaze on him. “Mr. Mackenzie, in case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not twelve years old.”
As if he needed to be reminded of the interest she sparked in him. He brushed it off as her eccentricity.
“Right.” He shut the door, fished for his iPhone, and frantically texted Wyatt as he walked around to the driver’s side. He wanted to make damn sure they were awake when they arrived back at the ranch.
“Going to stop for a bite to eat, then head home.” He paused at the door and rubbed his hand over his mouth, a nervous habit when he found himself perplexed by something. With a sigh, he climbed into the truck and busied himself with his seat belt.
“Who were you texting?” she queried.
“Wyatt. Just to let him know you were safe and sound with me.”
“He was worried? That’s such a big brother thing to do, how cute.” She grinned. “By the way, my name is Liberty…Liberty Belle.”
Rein glanced at the young woman who looked tough enough to spit nails. “No last name, or is it Belle?”
Her mascara-laden, coffee-colored eyes met his. She wore far too much in his opinion. But he had to give her credit, while the overall effect was a little dark, no…make that a lot dark, it was oddly sexy…on her. Rein batted away the silly notion. What? Sexy? Where’d that come from?
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“No, Belle is my stage name. I’m Liberty Stenapoulas.”
He considered pursuing the topic of her vocations, but backed off deciding that it was late, he was too tired and even though she wasn’t twelve, she was nonetheless Wyatt and Dalton’s baby sister. Even though she appeared to have walked out of some late night horror flick. He kept his focus straight ahead and debated the myriad of questions that had popped up in his brain.
“Hey, are you okay?” She leaned toward him and searched his face. “Are you sure you know how to get us out of here?”
Rein blinked, snapping out of his reverie. He started up his truck with a mighty roar and shifted into gear. He knew easily how get them out of there with no trouble. But more to the point, what kind of trouble was he bringing home to the Last Hope Ranch?
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Growing up the daughter of a father who was a distributor for a New York Magazine Publishing firm, Amanda usually had her nose stuck in the latest issue of Vampirella or a Hitchcock Mystery book. An artist first, her penchant for creating started at an early age with crayons and colored pencils and much of what she learned makes her a ‘visual’ writer. Calling herself a renaissance woman, she has worked in the corporate world, written a weekly newspaper column supporting Fine Arts in our schools, loves to travel, do research and perhaps her greatest achievement--raised four kids.
Amanda has been referred to as a "true artist in the writing realm' and her zest for life inspires her "character-driven" stories. Her passion is to take ordinary people and place them in extraordinary situations, delving into the realm of potential and possibility as she watches them become the heroes and heroines of their own stories. She counts herself fortunate to be able to do what she loves, aspires to stay fresh and unique to her voice and listen to her readers. A member of RWA, and a multi-genre hybrid author, her work is published internationally, in audio, in e-book and in print. She currently writes sizzling contemporary and erotic historical romance