Dr. Jules Montgomery needed a hero for just one night. Dane Andrews, Boss to his men, had only one rule—never mess with any woman in his home town. All it took was a stranger’s arms wrapped around his neck, and her soft, warm lips whispering in his ear, "Help a girl out. Your name's Gary, and you're my boyfriend," for Boss to break his rules.
Boss quickly stepped into the role of hero and fantasy boyfriend, finding it impossible to say no to the mesmerizing beautiful redhead. He played Gary to her Red. For one night only, they belonged to each other, fulfilling each other’s fantasies.
Five years later, fate and a redheaded four-almost five-year-old named Becca reunite them once again. Their lives have taken different paths, although neither has forgotten the other. Jules returns to her home town to reconcile with her aunt, only to discover that her aunt is the housekeeper to Boss, a man with an occupation that goes against everything Jules holds dear. Boss is considered a hero by those who know him, although he now needs a service dog by the name of Lucky to keep him safe. Together, man and dog become the heroes that Jules needs once again to keep her and her family safe for more than one night.
Deborah Armstrong believes in love, romance, and happily ever after. Although she is still in search of that perfect cup of coffee, she finds time to enjoy her favourite past times: reading, music, travelling, and spending time with friends and family.
When asked where I get the ideas for my stories from, I answer, "My life." The answer may be too simple, but it's true. My life experiences provide me with excellent writing material. I was born out west, where the Rocky Mountains were rarely out of sight. I have ridden on a trail ride through the Rockies, and our family pony was called Peanuts. It was an unruly beast, a challenge for the kids to ride. I'm a cowgirl who loves the farm life, cows, and horses, and I admire the men who work with them.
I didn’t realize how much I’d missed the Rockies until I returned home. Maybe if you can ride again, we can take Becca with us and go on a trail ride. I’d love to do that. I’ve heard terrible things about how ornery ponies can be. You’ll have to convince me that Peanuts won’t hurt our girl. You’re probably a pony whisperer just like you are with dogs and horses.”