Do You Take This Cowboy?

A Marriage-Minded Cowboy

Orphaned at a young age, Austin Teague found a loving foster home at Thunder Mountain Ranch. After four years away, he’s back in Wyoming for a family wedding...with hopes to plan his own nuptials once he finds his ideal bride. Between their mutual off-the-charts attraction and easy camaraderie, it seems as if Austin and gorgeous videographer Drew Martinelli are made for each other.

Drew cherishes her independence—in her job, and during this time-out from her boisterous Montana clan. But the sexy, straight-shooting brother of the groom wants to settle down—now!—and Drew isn’t ready to say “I do.” What if that means giving up the chance to have it all with the smoking-hot cowboy of her dreams?

Praise for Vicki Lewis Thompson

“It’s a wonderful sexy romance, with some very appealing and likable characters, and I’m definitely going to delve into more of the Thunder Mountain Brotherhood series.”

—Harlequin Junkie,

Top Pick, on Cowboy Untamed

“The tongue-in-cheek, sweet yet sensual and comfortable family feel... remains until the last page. Cowboy After Dark is a story that will keep you smiling.”

—RT Book Reviews, Top Pick

“Thompson continues to do what she does best, tying together strong family values bound by blood and choice, interspersed with the more sizzling aspects of the relationship.”

—RT Book Reviews on Thunderstruck

“All the characters, background stories and character development are positively stellar; the warm family feeling is not saccharine-sweet, but heartfelt and genuine, and Lexi and Cade’s rekindled romance is believable from beginning to end, along with the classy, sexy and tender love scenes.”

—Fresh Fiction on Midnight Thunder

“Vicki Lewis Thompson has compiled a tale of this terrific family, along with their friends and employees, to keep you glued to the page and ending with that warm and loving feeling.”

—Fresh Fiction on Cowboys and Angels

Do You Take This Cowboy?

Vicki Lewis Thompson

www.millsandboon.co.uk

A passion for travel has taken New York Times bestselling author VICKI LEWIS THOMPSON to Europe, Great Britain, the Greek isles, Australia and New Zealand. She’s visited most of North America and has her eye on South America’s rain forests. Africa, India and China beckon. But her first love is her home state of Arizona, with its deserts, mountains, sunsets and—last but not least—cowboys! The wide-open spaces and heroes on horseback influence everything she writes. Connect with her at www.vickilewisthompson.com, Facebook.com/vickilewisthompson and Twitter.com/vickilthompson.

To all my loyal readers who’ve loved the Thunder Mountain Brotherhood, thank you! Your emails and Facebook posts mean so much to me!

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Praise

Title Page

About the Author

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Extract

Copyright

Chapter One

Drew Martinelli walked backward up the steps of the ranch house to the porch while keeping her camcorder focused on the couple strolling toward her hand in hand. Cade and Lexi’s wedding was four days away and they’d hired Drew to create a video illustrating their love for each other, their appreciation of Thunder Mountain Ranch and their gratitude to both sets of parents. They planned to give a copy to the two couples at the rehearsal dinner as a surprise.

Because they’d wanted to shoot it at the ranch Cade grew up on, they’d had to get his foster parents, Rosie and Herb, to leave for the afternoon. They’d sent them to town on a somewhat bogus errand to pick up more decorations for the wedding. Drew knew Rosie and Herb pretty well by now. She doubted they believed the decorations were necessary but they’d played along, probably realizing something secret was going on.

Drew had begun the video down at the barn with Lexi and Cade tossing hay at each other. Next she’d followed them out to the pasture where they’d played tag with their horses, Hematite and Serendipity. She’d shot footage in the cabin where Cade had lived with two of his foster brothers as a teenager.

Then she’d walked with Cade and Lexi to their own recently constructed cabin and recorded Cade fixing lasagna. Cade’s ability to cook must be a big deal because the two teased each other unmercifully during the process. Drew had struggled to keep from laughing, which would have been picked up on the mic.

A last shot on the ranch house porch would be the finale. Drew turned slowly to keep them in the frame as they climbed the steps. Cade sat in one of the roomy Adirondack chairs lining the porch and Lexi nestled on his lap.

As they’d planned, Drew crouched down and zoomed in on Lexi’s face. Bits of hay stuck in her brown curls and her cheeks were flushed. Drew had a hunch Lexi’s parents would totally lose it when they saw the joy and happiness in their daughter’s eyes. Even Drew was a little choked up.

Lexi’s warm smile completed the image. “Thank you, Mom and Dad, for always supporting me in everything I ever wanted to do and for welcoming the man I’ve chosen to share my life with. I love you both so much.”

Drew’s throat tightened. She didn’t often become emotionally invested in her video subjects, but Lexi and Cade had become friends as well as clients. She slowly panned over to Cade. Wow. The big cowboy was clearly moved. That level of intensity wasn’t common in the men she’d photographed.

He cleared his throat. “Mom and Dad, you took me in when I had nowhere else to go.” He cleared his throat a second time. “There’s not enough thanks in the world for that. Because of you I became a man worthy of this wonderful woman. I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

Blinking back tears, Drew widened her camera’s focus to include Cade and Lexi as they turned to each other and leaned in for a sweet, lingering kiss. Then she switched off the camera, reached for the tissue in her pocket and blew her nose.

When she looked up, Cade and Lexi were watching her in obvious bemusement.

“You got me.” She tucked the tissue back in her pocket and stood. “That’s one of the most touching scenes I’ve ever shot. Your folks are gonna turn into faucets when they see this.”

“That’s the idea.” Lexi slid off Cade’s lap.

“Yep.” Cade got up and scrubbed a hand over his face. “I don’t know about anybody else, but I could use a beer.”

“Me, too.” Lexi glanced at Drew. “Do you have time?”

“Sure, but what if Rosie and Herb come back and catch me here?”

“We’ll say that you and I had more details to iron out regarding the wedding video.”

“Okay, that works. Let me put my stuff in my truck.”

“Oh, and you can meet Austin,” Lexi said. “He’s probably still working on the kitchen sink that got clogged while we were cleaning up after lunch. Thank God Austin was here or Herb would have stayed home to fix it and our plan would have been wrecked.”

Cade laughed. “And we all know Herb would never have left me to do it.”

“We do?” Drew looked at him. “Why not?”

“Sorry, Drew. I keep forgetting you haven’t been around forever.” Lexi slid her arm around Cade’s waist. “My husband-to-be has many talents but he’s so not a handyman.”

Cade shrugged as if he’d accepted that minor flaw long ago. “I didn’t get that gene. Austin, though, he’s good with tools.”

“Is he the brother who just flew in from New Zealand?”

“Two days ago. Austin Teague. Nice guy.” Lexi waved Drew toward her truck. “Get rid of your stuff. Your beer will be waiting for you in the kitchen.”

This Austin person would be in the kitchen, too, apparently. Drew was eager to talk with someone who’d been halfway around the world, especially when he’d lived in a place she’d love to video someday.

She stashed her equipment in her truck and headed back to the house. She’d looked forward to meeting Austin ever since Rosie had mentioned him during a discussion of the wedding setup. They’d needed a head count of the foster brothers who’d be participating in the wedding.

Over the years Rosie and Herb Padgett had taken in quite a few boys, who at different times in their lives had ended up at Thunder Mountain Ranch. Cade had been one of their first foster boys, and it seemed that the whole family was excited about his wedding.

The ceremony would be held in the barn, a trendy wedding venue choice these days. But this ceremony would be unique in that the horses would remain in their stalls. Cade and Lexi were very much into horses and they loved the idea that the ranch’s equine population would attend the wedding. This way Cade’s cat, Ringo, could even be there if he chose.

Human guests would be seated on benches facing the barn’s wide front door, which would be open. Instead of an arbor placed in the open doorway as a backdrop, the foster brothers in attendance would stand in a semicircle behind the minister.

Not all of Cade’s foster brothers could make it to the wedding, but at last count at least nine would be standing in that group. Drew couldn’t wait to film this ceremony, which promised to be more visually interesting than most.

She walked into the ranch house without knocking. People didn’t stand on ceremony at Thunder Mountain, and while the living room was comfy and inviting, the large kitchen with its sturdy oak table was the heart of the house. She found Cade and Lexi sitting there, each with a bottle of beer. Two other open bottles were on the table along with a large bowl of chips.

Drew figured one beer was for her and the other must be for the man who was half-hidden under the kitchen sink. All she could see were scuffed boots, wear-softened jeans, a silver belt buckle with a kiwi bird etched on it, and a small section of skin that told her he was shirtless.

“Hey, Drew,” Cade said. “That would be Junior’s legs sticking out from under the sink over there. He says he’ll be done in thirty seconds, tops.”

She frowned. “Junior?”

“The name’s Austin, ma’am.” He wiggled partway out from under the sink, wiped his hand on his jeans and thrust it toward her. “Pleased to meet you.”

“Hi, there.” She walked over, leaned down and shook his outstretched hand. She tried not to stare, but oh...my...God. She had the urge to race back to her truck and fetch her camera. Abs and pecs like that should be captured on film and preserved for posterity. She was also amazed that he could fit those broad shoulders into such a small space.

On top of that he was blond and blue-eyed. Even his chest hair was blond, although a little darker than the sun-bleached, close-cropped hair on his head. Because of her Italian heritage, she’d spent her life surrounded by dark-haired, dark-eyed people. She had a weakness for men who looked like Austin.

As they shook hands he smiled. “Really glad to meet you,” he murmured.

“Same here.” Lord help her, she sounded breathless. He probably got that a lot.

“Be done in a jiffy.” He released her hand, scooted back under the sink and bumped his head on the pipe. “Ow.”

“Are you okay?” She leaned down to peer into the cabinet.

“Yes, ma’am. Didn’t watch where I was going is all.”

“He’ll be fine,” Cade said. “Junior’s practically indestructible.”

“The name’s Austin.” His voice echoed a bit coming from under the sink.

“Why do you call him Junior?” Drew walked over to the table and Cade got up to pull out her chair.

He winked at her. “Because it’s his name.”

Lexi leaned over and gave him a light punch on the arm. “He’s all grown up now. Retire the Junior thing.”

“Yes, please,” came the voice from under the sink.

“So I take it he was Junior when you all lived at the ranch?” Drew took a sip of her beer.

“And still is, as far as I’m concerned.” Cade grinned as he went back to his seat. “I don’t care how big he gets, he’ll always be Junior to me.”

“No respect.” Austin slid out from under the sink and rose to his glorious height, which had to be at least six-three. “I go and sell my truck so I can buy a plane ticket to attend your wedding and this is my reward—still stuck with the same old crummy nickname.” His dramatic sigh made his chest heave in a most arresting way.

“I call you Austin,” Lexi said.

“Yes, you do, Lexi, and I appreciate the support.”

Cade tipped his chair onto its back legs and picked up his beer. “The way I heard it, you didn’t sell your truck to buy a plane ticket. You sold it because you wanted to buy a new one over here instead of shipping your old rattletrap across the Pacific.”

“Technically, yes, but some of the proceeds went toward the ticket, so my statement stands.”

“So you’re staying?” Drew hadn’t been clear on that but it was the best news she’d heard all day.

“Yes, ma’am. New Zealand was great, but I missed Wyoming.”

“And me,” Cade said. “I know you really missed me.”

Austin laughed, flashing beautiful white teeth. “Can’t live without you, bro.”

“And FYI, your beer’s getting warm the longer you stand there working your jaw.”

“Let me wash up.” He turned back to the sink.

Much as Drew would have loved to admire the ripple of his back muscles as he scrubbed his hands clean, ogling would be inappropriate. She redirected her attention toward Cade and Lexi. Why was she here, again? Oh, yes. “I think we got some great stuff today. I’ll edit it as soon as I get home and email you a link to a preview.”

“Good.” Lexi reached for the chips. “I’m really excited to see it.”

“So am I.” Cade returned his chair to its original position so he could also reach the chip bowl. “By the way, I was impressed that you walked up the steps backward while you filmed that last part. I’m not sure I could have done that.”

“I know I couldn’t,” Lexi said.

“My years of playing hockey probably helps. You have to have eyes in the back of your head to play that game.”

“You played hockey?” Austin joined them at the table.

“Yes, and I was really, really lucky that I got to. Some parents organized a Montana youth league and my brother and I were both in it. I don’t think that league exists anymore. For three years I lived and breathed hockey. Every night before I went to sleep I recited that famous Wayne Gretzky quote.”

Austin picked up his beer and reached for a chip. “I don’t think I know that one.”

“I do, more or less,” Cade said. “Instead of following the puck, you need to anticipate where it will be and go there.”

“Aha!” Lexi looked as if inspiration had hit. “That’s why you’re such an excellent videographer. You’re always a little ahead of the action. I couldn’t put my finger on why your videos are so much better than others I’ve seen and I’ll bet that’s the secret.”

Drew’s cheeks warmed. “Thank you. I never thought of it that way but if I manage to pull it off I’m glad.”

“Montana, huh?” Austin’s gaze had remained on her ever since he’d come to the table. “Where in Montana?”

“Billings. My parents own an Italian restaurant there.”

“I love Italian food. Do you like to cook?”

“God, no.” She shuddered. “I’m probably the least domestic woman you’ll ever meet.”

“But you’re great with a camera,” Lexi said. “Plenty of people make videos but you make memories.”

“What a lovely thing to say.” Drew savored the compliment. “Any chance you’d be willing to put that in a review on my website?”

“Absolutely! I wish I’d thought of it before.”

“No worries. You’ve been busy planning a wedding.”

“Reviews make a difference,” Austin said. “The company I worked for always asked for them at the end of a ride.”

“Horseback ride?” Drew made a guess based on where he’d grown up.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“What made you go so far away from home?” She’d done a little bit of traveling related to her videography but she’d never considered relocating to a different country. His willingness to seek out adventure added to his appeal.

“Lord of the Rings. When I saw those movies I stayed for the credits. That’s when I made up my mind I had to go to New Zealand.” He popped another chip in his mouth.

“How old were you?”

“I must’ve been around thirteen.”

Cade nodded. “Oh, yeah, you were thirteen, all right. I remember it well. You drove us all crazy with your fixation on those movies and New Zealand.” He looked at Drew. “Watch out for Junior. Once he gets an idea in his head, he’s like one of those bullet trains in Japan.”

“That’s not such a bad thing.” Drew sent Austin a glance of solidarity. “Nothing wrong with being highly motivated to attain a goal.”

He tipped his head in silent acknowledgment.

“True,” Cade said. “But if you’ve booked a seat on that train you’d better be sure you want to go where it’s headed.” He looked over at Austin. “I’m flattered that you came back for the wedding, but surely you have other reasons for relocating to your old stomping grounds. At least I hope you do. I can only be entertaining for so long before I run out of material.”

Austin rotated his bottle on the table and smiled at Cade. “The new truck’s a clue, bro.”

Cade gazed at him and then he blinked. “I’ll be damned. I should have figured that out.”

Lexi turned to Drew. “I have no idea what they’re talking about, do you?”

“No.” But she was intrigued. Austin was clearly a man who knew what he wanted and went after it. He hadn’t allowed the ties to his foster parents or his foster brothers to stop him from pursuing a dream that had taken him halfway around the world.

She, on the other hand, had felt obligated to stay in Billings far too long. She was the oldest and her large family seemed to depend on her for support and advice. But in the past year or so she’d felt smothered by their neediness. She’d been desperate to get away and discover who she was outside of that boisterous clan.

Over the Christmas holiday she’d talked her way into teaching a six-week course in videography at Sheridan’s community college. That had justified moving her base of operations from Billings to Wyoming in January.

Through Molly Radcliffe, who worked at the college and was Cade’s cousin, she’d met Rosie and Herb. That connection had brought her business and friendship. Today it had brought her in contact with Austin. He probably had something to teach her about making bold moves toward an exciting future.

It sounded as if he had a grand plan for his decision to come back home. That put him several steps ahead of her. As of now, she was making it up as she went along.

She knew what she didn’t want—to be dragged down by so many family obligations that she lost track of her own goals and who she was besides oldest daughter and big sister. Austin had already made that journey away from his people. Maybe hanging out with him would give her the gumption she needed to do the same. And whether his spirit of adventure rubbed off or not, he was pretty to look at.

“So why is the truck a clue to your current plans?” Lexi asked.

Austin hesitated and exchanged a quick glance with Cade.

Cade flashed him a smile. “You’re the one who said it.”

Austin cleared his throat and faced Lexi. “Well, a man who’s starting out fresh needs a decent ride to...to...” He sent Cade a look that was clearly a plea for a little help with this explanation.

“A man’s truck is like his alter ego,” Cade said. “You can tell a lot by what he chooses to drive. Junior, here, is ready to project a more polished image.”

Austin let out a relieved sigh. “Exactly.”

Drew figured it was a guy thing. She didn’t care what Austin chose to drive. She just wanted to be in the passenger seat.

Chapter Two

Drew left far sooner than Austin would have liked, but she had to get home and edit the video and he was all in favor of that. He wanted her to finish it because he had other plans for how she’d spend her evening, assuming she wasn’t seeing anyone. When he’d first slid out from under that sink, he felt as if he’d been struck by lightning.

The view from the floor had been spectacular—long, tanned legs that ended in a snug pair of jeans shorts and above that a bare, toned midriff and a white halter top that had gaped a little when she’d leaned over to shake his hand.

But he hadn’t focused on that because he was a gentleman. Instead he’d gazed into eyes that were a beautiful deep brown and gleamed with interest. Excellent. Mutual attraction.

She wore a silver pendant consisting of a freeform heart, a large pearl and several little diamonds. He’d noticed it because it had swung toward him when she’d bent down. It looked expensive, and yet she’d worn it when she was dressed very casually. That interested him, too.

He munched on chips and sipped his beer while Cade and Lexi discussed the video they’d just made and how awesome it was going to be. When he heard Drew’s truck pull away, he turned to Lexi. “Does she have a steady guy?”

Cade sighed. “Look out. Bullet train.”

“Not necessarily.” Austin sat up a little straighter. “She seemed interested in me. It might go nowhere, but what’s wrong with checking things out if she’s available?”

“I don’t think she’s with anyone,” Lexi said. “When I asked if she wanted to bring a guest to the wedding she said no.”

“That’s great.” He got up and retrieved his phone from where he’d laid it on the kitchen counter. “I’d like her number.” He settled back in his chair and clicked on his contacts page. “What’s her last name?”

“Martinelli.” Lexi took out her phone.

“That explains the big brown eyes and the Italian restaurant.” He typed in her name. “Ready when you are.”

Cade tugged his hat down over his eyes and groaned. “If you give him that number, I guarantee he’ll dial it right now.”

“So what?” Lexi scrolled through her contacts. “If she doesn’t want to go out with him she can always say no.”

Leaning both elbows on the table, Cade studied Austin. “When are you fixing to get that courtin’ truck?”

“That what?” Lexi looked up from her phone. “Is a courtin’ truck what I think it is?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Cade took a long pull on his beer.

She turned to Austin. “Are you really buying a new truck so you can impress women?”

“Not all women. Just certain ones.”

“Let me put it this way, Lexi.” Cade put down his beer. “When you attended that riding clinic in Denver last year you took cabs to get around, right?”