Easy McClure is a hot-headed little spitfire named after her father’s favorite saloon girl. When her father is killed in a range war, she inherits his ranch. Alone now, and facing the responsibility of taking care of a large spread, she packs away her bloomers and corsets and wears tight jeans with a six-gun strapped to her hip.<br><br>One day, a bleeding cowboy rides up to her house with a bullet in his shoulder. By the time she learns he’s a notorious gunslinger, his whole gang arrives. She has never seen such hot, sexy cowboys in her life, and has a problem resisting their advances. As time passes, she is slowly drawn to them and puts her better judgment aside, surrendering to their steamy seduction.<br><br>Then the day comes for them to leave. That’s when she must admit she’s in love with each one and faces a painful dilemma -- can her love tame all four men, or will they forever be a group of hard-riding gunslingers dodging bullets and running from the law?

Gunslinger's Lullaby

That evening as soon as the dishes were done, Easy strolled out on the porch to sit back and watch the day turn to twilight, but found Flash sitting on the porch stoop with a rifle in his hand. “Where’s Midnight and Cheyenne?” she said as she sat down beside him.


“Reno’s got ‘em out there gatherin’ eggs. He says while we’re here we need to pitch in and do some chores.”


She snickered. “Well, that’s fine, but I usually gather eggs early in the morning. If they go diggin’ around under them chickens at this time of day, they may get pecked to death. Besides, do they know the difference between a hen and a rooster?”


Flash laughed. “Probably not. I can just see ‘em trying to talk a rooster into layin’.”


She saw him lift his gun when he heard movement in the bushes nearby. “What’re you lookin’ for?”


Chapter 8