Kisses From My Cowboy Stepbrother, Part 2 (of 2)

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    I n the first book, we meet Emily and Connor. Emily is a young, recently divorced woman who is looking for a fresh start. And Connor is a rebellious and sexy rodeo man who has nothing to lose. From the moment they meet, their connection is obvious and it’s clear that they are meant for each other.
    The only problem is that their parents are dating and about to get married, meaning it won’t be long before they become stepsiblings. So they have some pretty big secrets to hide. But nothing is as big as the secret Connor has been hiding from Emily...

Chapter 1
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    A fter just a few hours of sleep, I woke up in my bed and slowly sat up. It was still dark outside and the morning sun wasn’t even close to coming up. The only light in the room emanated from the clock radio on the nightstand, which put off a reddish glow that covered the walls. I glanced over at it and sighed.
    “It’s 3 am...” I whispered. “I shouldn’t be awake right now.”
    I kicked the covers off and then got up, making my way over to the dresser where my cell phone had been charging. I picked it up and unlocked the screen, scanning down to Connor’s phone number.
    Should I call him? Just to see if what my mom said about him was true?
    Anxiety built at the thought of actually confronting him about it. My thumb hovered over the “call” button and I almost pressed it. But then I immediately reconsidered.
    “No,” I muttered. “I can’t. I promised Mom that I wouldn’t say anything.”
    It was difficult, but after a moment, I set the phone back on the dresser and walked over to the bed. I sat on the edge of the mattress and placed my hands on my knees, taking a deep breath.
    My mom and I had just gotten home from Richard and Connor’s farm the previous evening. And on the drive home, my mother had decided to tell me something about Connor, my new stepbrother, which had me dizzy with anxiety.
    “It can’t be true,” I whispered, as I stared across my dark bedroom, my focus landing on the opposite wall. “Connor isn’t a bad guy. He can’t be...”
    I couldn’t get it out of my mind, though. It was the reason that I couldn’t sleep. The Connor that I had gotten to know while on the farm wasn’t the man I thought that he was, at least according to my mother.
    She had told me that Richard, Connor’s father, had showed her some very sensitive information about his son. Apparently, when Connor was living in Boston, back before he joined the rodeo, he had been involved in various amounts of illegal activity.
    When my mom had first told me about this, I immediately assumed it was something petty. Like maybe he had some unpaid traffic tickets or had gotten in trouble with drinking and driving. But it turned out that it wasn’t that simple.
    On the drive home, my mother had told me something that would change my perception on Connor forever. She told me that the reason he joined the rodeo tour and moved back to Iowa, wasn’t just because he wanted to be back home with his father. He was running from the law. He was part of a crime syndicate, which specialized in bank robbing.
    When she had first uttered the words, I found myself laughing. I thought for sure that she must have been joking. There was no way. I mean really? Connor, the sweet and sensitive cowboy who was about to become my stepbrother used to rob banks for a living? Yeah, right! A cowboy turned outlaw?!
    However, given Mother’s tone and stern gaze, it became pretty clear that she wasn’t joking about it. She said that Richard had told her everything. Connor had apparently left home when he was young and moved to Boston because he had a friend living there. The next thing Connor knew, he was deeply involved in an underground network of criminal activity.
    My immediate reaction was one of disbelief, which then slowly turned to shock. I asked my mom if he had ever been to jail and she slowly nodded her head.
    “Yes,

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