To Find My Love

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Samantha Denton is working undercover to bring down the infamous Ronnie Deal when her cover is blown, and Deal kills both her and her partner, Eddie Foster.

When Sam wakes up in Pineville in the year 1870, she curses Eddie for getting to God first and telling Him to do this to her! The aggravating Sheriff, Devlin Foster, looks like Eddie, sounds like Eddie, but is far more dangerous than Eddie ever was!

Dev can’t help believing the tiny redhead when she tells him she’s from another world he knows nothing about, and he’s convinced that Samantha was sent to be his. Of course, controlling her impulsive, reckless behavior is going to be a full time job. Whoever heard of a female wearing a badge?

Ronnie Deal has an ancestor living in Pineville, too, and from the moment Sam discovers his presence, she is determined to bring the criminal to justice, for he is every bit as despicable as his great-great-grandson. And just who does Devlin Foster think he is to forbid her to do what she was trained to do?
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Prologue

New York City

August, 1994

He knew! Four years of working undercover in the narcotics division had taught Sam to rely on her intuition. She didn’t know how she knew, but sometime between last night and this morning she had blown her cover. She was in big trouble and her only hope lay in her partner, Eddie Foster.

"Why so jumpy, Babe?" Fifty-year-old Ronnie Deal leaned back in the expensive leather chair behind the equally expensive, ornate desk and crossed his bejeweled fingers over his chest. The expression in his cold gray eyes revealed nothing, yet she was positive there was something different in the way he was acting toward her.

"Oh, you know me, Ronnie," she drawled in the sexy purr she’d developed over the last several months while slowly working herself into a position of trust within the Deal Family. "Waiting around is so boring!"

Ronnie laughed and the sound grated on her raw nerves. His raspy voice, the result of smoking for over thirty-five years, sounded evil, and she felt the warning tingle run up and down her spine once again. The narcotic king was toying with her. She had to get a call out to Eddie and let him know she was in trouble.

"You won’t be bored much longer," Ronnie promised, his gray eyes revealing humor at his silent joke.

"I’m hungry. I’m going to slip downstairs to the bakery and pick up a blueberry cheesecake." The dessert was Ronnie’s greatest weakness, besides women, and her only chance to summon help.

"You do that, Babe." Ronnie granted permission with a smile and a dismissive wave of his hand.

It was too easy, Sam realized as she left the opulent office for the equally tasteful outer office. Ronnie’s secretary was ill, home with a cold, and her replacement hadn’t yet arrived. Sam deduced that Ronnie wasn’t waiting so much for the temp to arrive, as he was for his henchmen. Sam had become a liability, someone to silence before she did irreparable harm.

She couldn’t believe that Ronnie was willing to let her leave his offices and go down to the bakery unless he planned for her to meet with an "accident." Sam abruptly decided to take the risk of using the telephone in the empty office rather than chance the possibility of an innocent bystander being hurt. She had no choice, she decided, crossing the room and punching in the special number.

"Foster."

"Eddie, I’m in trouble!"

"Where are you, Sammy?"

"Deal’s office."

"Hang in there, partner. I’m on my way."

The line went dead, and Sam quickly hung up, only to find Ronnie standing in the doorway to his private office. The expression on his face was one of smug amusement. "Very well done, Detective Denton. That should bring Lieutenant Foster charging to the rescue."

"Eddie won’t be alone," Sam bravely retorted, lying for all she was worth.

"Sure he will." Ronnie was sure of himself. "You two were working by yourselves so it wouldn’t leak back to me." He smiled his evil smile and then continued speaking in his raspy voice. "You really shouldn’t have stepped in a couple nights ago and saved that college girl from rape, Detective Denton. You blew your cover, and it was a simple matter to figure out the rest. Now you’ll have to die."

Sam braced herself when the three burly men walked past Ronnie, silently registering the fact there was a hidden entrance to Ronnie’s office that he hadn’t shared with her. The outer door opened and another of the Deal Family’s goons entered and stood in front of the door, effectively blocking that exit.

"I guess I should be flattered that you think I am so dangerous!" the petite redhead quipped.

"You are dangerous, Babe," Ronnie replied seriously. "No one has ever come this close to bringing me down. You are good, Detective," he said, and then smiled before adding, "and so beautiful." He shook his head. "I never would have figured you for a damn cop."

"So what happens now, Ronnie?" she asked, keeping a wary eye on the four goons.

"You die, Babe." The evil man met her gaze without flinching. "The number of bruises you get in the process depends on how much of a fight you put up." He nodded to his men.

Sam chose to fight, but it was mostly pride on her part. Against one, or even two of the huge men, she had a chance. Against four, it was only a matter of time. In spite of her struggles, she was easily overpowered, carried through Deal’s office and into a small, soundproof room hidden behind the solid oak bookcase. The men sat her down and tied her arms and legs to the uncomfortable wooden chair.

"If you have any prayers to say, Babe, you should do it while you can."

Sam tried not to panic when the door slammed shut, leaving her alone in the dark. She told herself that she wasn’t afraid to die; she was just choosy how she did it. And, she reminded herself, Eddie was still out there.

Eddie?if he got her out of this in one piece?was going to have her hide. Sam grinned in spite of the seriousness of her situation. Her partner for the last four years, he was forever telling her that she needed to find a man and have babies, and telling her that she needed to be taken in hand for her own good! Sam couldn’t count the number of times she had called Eddie a chauvinist and told him he should have been a lawman in the old west. He had replied that it was fortunate for her backside that they didn’t live back then because he would have taught her a woman’s place.

Dear, sweet, Eddie! What she wouldn’t give for a chance to argue with him right now. Sam struggled valiantly to free her hands, but it was to no avail. When Deal finally re-entered the small room several hours later, she was still firmly bound to the chair.

"I’m sorry if you have felt neglected, Babe, but your partner has made a pest of himself today."

"You can’t get away with this, Deal. Eddie will hunt you down."

"Foster is dead, Babe. A rather nasty accident; the brakes on his car were faulty."

"You son of a bitch!" Sam cursed him, meaning every word she said.

"You should take care not to make me angry. I am the one who is going to decide how you die."

Sam felt her eyes fill with tears of sorrow and rage when Deal left her alone in the dark again. Poor Eddie! It was all her fault he was dead. She grieved silently, while still working at her bonds in an attempt to get free and kick Deal’s ass.

When Deal returned the next time, he wasn’t alone. He had a man with him, someone whom Sam quickly recognized as the "Doctor."

"You know Doc, don’t you, Babe?" Ronnie chuckled, and then said seriously, "I really do regret it has to be this way, Detective Denton, but you know too much, and there is nothing I can do to ensure your silence. You have no family to threaten. You’re too wealthy to buy off, and I have a feeling I could beat you black and blue and you would still talk."

"You’ve got that right." She met his gaze squarely, refusing to cower.

"So be it." Ronnie smiled. "Doc is going to give you a shot, Babe. You’ll go to sleep; you just won’t wake up. No pain. That’s the best I can do." He turned his back to her and motioned for the elderly man to get it over with.

Sam struggled against her bonds, but Ronnie Deal grabbed her arm and held it still while Doc expertly injected the lethal drug.

"Good night, Babe!" The last thing Sam heard was Ronnie Deal’s raspy, evil chuckle.

Chapter One

Pineville, Texas

August, 1870

"Sheriff, Sheriff!" Devlin looked up as the two eight-year-olds ran into the office. "You gotta come quick, Sheriff! We found us a dead lady!"

"What did I tell you two about pulling these pranks, Davy?" Dev asked sternly, recalling the wild goose chase the ornery boys had sent him on the week before.

"It’s no prank this time, Sheriff! Honest Injun!" the tow-headed child insisted. "You tell ‘im, Jimmy."

"Sure ’nuff, Sheriff. She’s real purty, with long red hair and funny lookin’ clothes," Jimmy said.

"Okay, I will go look, but you two are coming with me, and if you’re pulling my leg, you will both be eating your supper standing up," Dev promised, patting his belt meaningfully.

"We ain’t lying, sir." Davy gulped nervously. "You’ll see."

"Lead the way," Dev ordered as he got to his feet and followed them from the office. Even though the boys were hurrying, Dev’s long strides easily kept pace, and he frowned in annoyance as they headed out of town. "Just how much further is this mysterious lady of yours?" he asked suspiciously.

"Not far, Sheriff," Davy replied.

"She’s at the old Mattson house," Jimmy elaborated.

"The Mattson house! I thought I told you kids to stay away from there?"

"We was only lookin’ around, Sheriff. We didn’t go inside," Davy explained.

"There she is, over there," Jimmy whispered as he pointed toward the decaying woodshed beside the abandoned house.

"Look at her clothes, Sheriff," Davy ordered in excitement. "Why d’ya suppose she’s dressed like a boy?"

"I don’t know, son," Dev replied, kneeling beside the woman.

"Is she alive?" Jimmy asked hopefully when the man checked for a pulse.

"Yes," Devlin reported, then ordered. "You boys go tell Doc I am bringing him a patient."

"Yes, sir!" the boys chorused, then took off at a full run to find the town’s one and only doctor.

Devlin carefully turned the unconscious female over and was struck with the oddest feeling in the pit of his stomach. She was so pretty?no, not pretty?beautiful! Breathtakingly beautiful! And, he was startled to realize, he felt as though he knew her? intimately, which was ridiculous! He shook his head. Even though he was twenty-six years of age, there hadn’t been that many women, and he sure as heck would have remembered this one,

He carefully examined the redhead for injuries, and couldn’t find any. She didn’t appear to have been assaulted; her clothing was intact, although it was strange, he agreed with Davy.

Devlin slid his hand under the shapely thighs, reaching to pick her up when her eyes suddenly flew open and her hands flipped him through the air and onto his back. He was amazed at how quickly she got to her feet as if prepared for battle. "Calm down, little girl. No one is going to hurt you."

"Eddie? You moron! Why were you grabbing me like that?" Sam demanded, hands on hips.

"I am not Eddie," Dev answered patiently as he got to his feet. "I wasn’t grabbing you, either." He defended his actions. "I was lifting you to carry you to Doc’s."

"Doc’s!" Sam yelped. "That is NOT funny, damn it!" she retorted, and then looked around in confusion. "Where in hell are we, Eddie? And what did you do with that bastard, Deal?"

"Watch your mouth, little girl."

"I am not a little girl." Sam fought to control her temper. "And I wish you would quit trying to change me. After four years, you should know that I say and do as I please."

"No grown up lady uses that kind of language," Dev scolded, "And I told you I am not Eddie. If I were, I would probably find me a bar of soap and scrub your mouth for talking like that."

"You and what army?" Sam asked dryly, her standard reply for Eddie’s macho threats of retribution.

"I wouldn’t need any help, Red," Devlin assured her, confident of his ability to handle the feisty female.

"Red? You know I hate that nickname, Eddie." Sam frowned in annoyance.

"I am not Eddie," Dev repeated, and then added, "Tell me your name, Red, and I will be happy to use it."

"Oh? Oh! I see." Sam nodded in understanding. "You are upset with me, and this whole charade is for my benefit, right?"

"What charade?" Dev asked in confusion.

"The macho cowboy suit, complete with phony badge, the run-down ranch house?Come on, Eddie! Credit me with some intelligence. I know I should have listened to you. I know I owe my life to you. But, if you think for one insane second that I will permit you to do to me what you want to do, then you, my friend, belong in an institution. I am not a child, and I will not be treated like one. Besides," she hastily added as she backed out of reach, "It is against the law?even for a cop?even under extreme provocation. Eddie, you are acting weird!" Sam took another step or two backwards.

"For the third and final time, Red, I am not your Eddie. My name is Devlin Foster, and I am the Sheriff of Pineville. My badge is real, and I am not treating you like a child, even though the thought has crossed my mind. I want your name, and I want to know how you got here."

"Edward James Foster, you know perfectly well what my name is and how I got here!’ Sam stomped her foot. "You are just being mean to me to prove a point. I admit I was wrong. I am sorry. Let’s go do the paperwork on Deal, and I will take you to Romano’s for pizza. My treat."

To her dismay, Eddie wasn’t going to give in. He was really sore at her, and Sam couldn’t help remembering all the times he had wished them back in time. Particularly to the old west, where men were men and women knew their place. And if a woman forgot that place, she suffered the consequences. Carefully, slowly and as unobtrusively as possible, Sam moved a little farther away. Somehow Eddie seemed different?more capable of administering the spanking he had threatened her with for over four years. Sam swallowed her unease with great difficulty. "It’s your clothes!" she announced.

"My clothes?" Dev snorted. "You are the one dressed like a boy."

"A boy? You gave me this blouse for Christmas," Sam reminded him, her hurt reflected in her soft voice.

"That does it," Dev muttered under his breath. "I am taking you to see Doc Perkins. Maybe he can figure out what’s wrong with you."

"There is nothing wrong with me that kicking you square in the butt won’t cure." Sam jerked on her arm to free it from his grasp.

"You need a firm hand applied to yours, little girl," Dev retorted, sorely tempted to carry out the idea.

"I knew it! I knew it! You are purposely trying to aggravate me!" Sam accused. "I won’t let you treat me like that. This has gone far enough. I am grateful to you for rescuing me from Deal, but if you don’t stop tormenting me, I am going to lose my temper."

Devlin shook his head sorrowfully. "Did you lose your man to the Comanche, ma’am? That would account for your ravings. It’s common for a woman to lose her mind after being used by a whole war party."

"That is it!" Sam felt her temper snap. She pulled back her fist and took aim, fully expecting Eddie to duck and then burst into laughter. Devlin didn’t duck and the punch caught him squarely on the chin and knocked him on his butt, shocking Samantha to her very soul! "Eddie! You didn’t duck!" Sam wailed in dismay as she dropped to her knees beside him. "Are you all right?"

The dark eyes that were leveled on her caused Sam to swallow hard. This was the expression Eddie reserved for the bad guys, the really bad guys, not for her. "Eddie!"

"The name is Devlin, little girl," Dev told her quietly as he reached up and grabbed her arm, pulling her down until her face was mere inches away. "I do not know who this Eddie person is, but if he let you get away with punching him, then he is a damn fool. Do it again, Red, and I will haul you over my knee so fast your head will spin. Got that?"

To her mortification, Sam’s eyes filled with tears. The man looked like Eddie and sounded like Eddie, but he wasn’t Eddie. Eddie would have ducked. This whole crazy thing was for real. This man, Devlin, was the genuine article. A real, honest-to-goodness, gun-toting sheriff from the old west. But, he couldn’t be. It wasn’t possible!

"Hey, you aren’t going to cry, are you?" Dev asked in genuine concern, getting to his feet and helping her rise. "I am not planning to hit you back, this time," he added.

"As if I would permit you to do that," she scoffed, trying to put him in his place.

"Pineville is over that way a couple of miles. Are you sure you are up to walking that far?" Devlin asked skeptically, planning to get her over to Doc’s as soon as possible.

"I am fine," Sam announced, wondering if the drug was responsible for her hallucinations. This man simply had to be Eddie. What other explanation could there be?

Dev took her arm and led her in the direction of the small town. "Look, ma’am, whatever is wrong, you can tell me. Folks around here take care of each other."

"I am used to taking care of myself." Sam held her head high, and then looked him straight in the eye. "I also admit when I am wrong. You aren’t Eddie, even though you look and sound like him." She grinned. "Eddie would have ducked."

"Eddie should have smacked your fanny."

"Eddie manages to control his baser instincts," she said dryly, and then added, "However, I do owe you an apology, Sheriff."

"Yep, you do," Dev agreed, looking at the beautiful woman in amusement until he realized that she had meant the words as her apology. "I am still waiting for that apology, little girl."

"I did apologize!"

"No, you didn’t. You said you owed me one, but I haven’t heard you say the words."

"Oh, get real!"

"What?"

"That means, you’ve got to be kidding. All this quibbling over nothing." Sam explained the slang.

"It is not nothing to me, Red, and you wouldn’t consider it nothing if I was to decide to give you some retaliation."

"You wouldn’t dare!" Sam felt her temper flare.

"I wouldn’t clip your jaw, but I would sure as heck smack your butt." The feisty redhead was considering his slow, painful demise, and Dev couldn’t resist saying, "I think you had better get the apology over with before you do something you will regret."

Sam considered her options, and then quickly decided that smacking the lawman a second time wouldn’t be worth the repercussions. Besides, she was a cop, too.

Dev couldn’t keep the amusement from showing in his dark eyes as the woman took a deep breath before saying, "I apologize for slugging you?Eddie!" She tried one more time to convince herself that this whole episode was one of Eddie’s bizarre jokes.

"If you call me Eddie one more time, Red, I guarantee I will?What’s wrong?" he asked worriedly when she stopped abruptly. Her lovely face was white, her lips trembled and her green eyes turned to him, filled with horror.

"Am I dead and in hell?" Sam managed to voice her thoughts in a strangled whisper.

"I have heard Pineville called a lot of things, but never hell!" Dev chuckled. "And, no, you are not dead."

"I must be." Sam sat down on a rock and stared at the town before her. It was something out of one of Eddie’s westerns. The people moving about wore old-fashioned clothing, and the horses and wagons were genuine. It wasn’t a movie set because there were no cameras, and Pineville couldn’t be a ghost town because there were no tourists, no motor homes and no cars. "What is the date, Sheriff?" she forced herself to ask.

"August 8, 1870," Dev promptly replied.

"1870," she whispered, then to his amazement, the lovely redhead threw back her head and laughed heartily. "Damn you, Eddie Foster! You got to God first and told Him to do this, didn’t you? You’re up there laughing your ass off right now while I am stuck here! Okay, you have had your fun. We are both dead, so zap me where I am supposed to be so I can tell you off proper!" She closed her eyes and waited, but nothing happened, nothing except the man who looked and sounded like Eddie appeared ready to strangle her. "I am really not crazy, Sheriff."

"I think we should get you to Doc’s office." Dev pulled her to her feet and hurried her along.

"I do not need a doctor," Sam protested.

"You can’t remember your name, or how you got here," he told her bluntly.

"I don’t know how I got here," she supplied the information. "And, where exactly am I?" she asked.

"Pineville, Texas," Dev answered.

"Good Lord Almighty."

He stopped and gave her a shake. "I am going to soap your mouth, little girl," he promised.

"I always talk like that. What is so wrong about it?" she asked.

"You use the Lord’s name as a curse and you have to ask?" Dev scolded, giving her another shake.

"I didn’t mean it as a curse, Sheriff. I was simply expressing shock. You know, this hasn’t been a very good day for me. I got a run in my new pair of panty hose. Ronnie Deal made me. I lost a fight with his goons. They tied me to a chair in a dark, soundproof room for hours while they killed my partner, Eddie. Then Deal held my arm while Doc gave me a lethal injection. I am dead, and sent here as a punishment for getting Eddie killed. I am a long way from New York City and the year 1994."

"1994?" Devlin questioned, certain he had misunderstood.

"1994," she confirmed, then admitted, "I know it sounds crazy, Sheriff, but it is the truth. The weirdest part, though, is that you look and sound like Eddie. Of course, his last name was Foster, too, and he loved the old west. He read every book he could get his hands on, and watched every movie and television show that dealt with the subject."

"What’s a movie and a television show?" Dev asked curiously, puzzled by her words.

"They are quite a few years in the future, Sheriff. You don’t even have electricity yet."

"Elec?What?"

"It doesn’t matter." She smiled, and then took a deep breath. "It appears that I have been sent back in time for some reason, Sheriff, and the sooner I figure that out, the sooner I can leave this world behind me."

Devlin was startled to find himself believing the tiny redhead. She certainly talked differently, and her clothing was like nothing he had ever seen before. She wore pants, but they appeared feminine. No man would wear pink. He grinned at the thought. And her shoes were pink, too, Dev noted in amazement.

"What’s so funny?" Sam asked tartly, and then she said in resignation, "You think I’m crazy, don’t you?" The thought was depressing.

"No, Red. For some darn fool reason I believe you."

"You do?" Sam squealed, barely resisting the urge to throw herself at him for a big hug.

"I would still like to know your name?" he inquired.

"It’s Sam, Sam Denton." Sam held out her hand.

"What kind of name is that for a girl?" Devlin growled as he looked at her hand. Surely she didn’t want to shake hands?

"Sam is short for Samantha," she explained, and then added, "But no one, and I do mean no one, calls me Samantha. I despise the name. Women don’t shake hands in this time period, do they? I forgot." She felt like a fool for babbling.

"I like the name," Dev insisted. "It suits you."

"Well, don’t get any ideas about using it, Mister. I would probably shoot you," she warned.

"You would have to learn how to use a gun first, Miss Denton," he teased.

"Cops still wear guns in 1994." She felt her temper flare.

"Cops?" He wasn’t familiar with the word.

"Police officers, law enforcement officials," she explained. "I am in the same line of work as you, Sheriff."

"They let a woman wear a badge and tote a gun?" Dev’s expression told her he didn’t believe it.

"Yes. Actually, Sheriff, I am quite good, or, I was. Until today. The bad guys won today. He took out two of the best, Eddie and me. Eddie was my partner," she added.

"You were married to him?" Dev asked, recognizing jealously as it consumed him.

"No."

"You just worked together?" Dev was skeptical. "What about his wife? Didn’t she mind?"

"Eddie wasn’t married, either. And before you get any ideas, there was no hanky-panky going on."

"You shouldn’t talk about such things, Samantha; especially with a man!"? Devlin was tempted to shake her.

"That’s right." She grinned impishly; unable to resist teasing the man she felt she knew as well as she knew Eddie. After all, they looked alike, and sounded alike. "Let’s see, ladies don’t discuss politics, they don’t vote yet?"

"Women vote in 1994?" Dev couldn’t believe it.

"Of course. We even hold office. And sex?that’s a no-no for polite conversation, too, isn’t it?" The tall lawman’s face turned a dull crimson and Sam giggled. "Married women refer to it as a duty to be endured, and men? Well, men are men."

Sam gasped when Devlin grabbed her and gave her a hard shake, and then lowered his mouth to hers in a punishing kiss that was nothing short of explosive. Never in all her twenty-five years had anyone affected her so. This man had the power to make her forget how to say ‘no.’ One burning kiss and she ached for him, wanted him, and needed him in the most basic of ways.

"You may talk like a whore, Red, but you kiss like a little girl," Dev smugly announced. "If you intend to keep your innocence, you had better learn to control your tongue. You go teasing a man like that and he will take what you are offering. Your Daddy should have used a bar of soap on your mouth and a switch on your backside."

Sam turned up her chin in pure defiance, "My father died before I was born and my mother when I was three. I was raised by my sister, Charly, who was barely eighteen at the time. She hired nannies when I was small, and housekeepers when I started school, and no one has ever laid a hand on me! And, for your information, Mr. Lawman, it is against the law to beat children!"

"What about mouthy women?" Dev taunted.

"That goes without saying."

"All well and good, Miss Samantha," he drawled out the name deliberately. "But you would do best to remember that you are living in 1870 now. We believe in spanking naughty children and mouthy little girls like you. Keep sassing me and you will soon learn I don’t have much patience."

"I have heard that threat too many times from Eddie to take it seriously, Sheriff," she calmly announced. "Now that we have that settled, I have more pressing concerns. I need a place to live and a job. I don’t have any money, and just these clothes. What a mess."

"You don’t need to worry. I will take care of you," Dev offered, then felt his cheek explode in fire when the tiny spitfire’s open palm cracked against his face.

"I may be in a desperate situation, you bastard, but I am not that desperate! I am not for sale at any price!&quot

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22 reviews for To Find My Love

  1. SH

    What a great book! I loved the time travel theme and I always love a good western! I could not help but laugh out loud at Sam as she struggles to live in her current time and Dev sure had his hands full with her. A great romance blooms and I loved the ending!!

  2. SH

    What a great book! I loved the time travel theme and I always love a good western! I could not help but laugh out loud at Sam as she struggles to live in her current time and Dev sure had his hands full with her. A great romance blooms and I loved the ending!!

  3. SL

    4 ½ stars
    This was adventure, a little mystery, romance. Samantha, “Sam”, is an undercover detective that finds herself thrown back in time. When she awakes she is back in history to the old West and everyone seems to look like the present day people she knows, only they aren’t.
    Sam is head strong. She is used to taking care of herself. She is not accustomed to being taken care of or not being able to go out on their own.
    Dev is the sheriff that finds Sam and sparks fly.
    It was a cute read. There is definite chemistry between Dev and Sam. There are Comanche, crazy people trying to kill people, as well as other normal incidents. It was a full story with prim and proper
    relations until after marriage. The spankings are light with hand and paddle. The sexual scenes between the married couples are described, but not overly graphic.
    All the loose ends were tied up, the story went into a lot more story than I expected. it kept me reading and had a happy ending for the main characters.

  4. SL

    4 ?_ stars
    This was adventure, a little mystery, romance. Samantha, ???Sam??, is an undercover detective that finds herself thrown back in time. When she awakes she is back in history to the old West and everyone seems to look like the present day people she knows, only they aren??t.
    Sam is head strong. She is used to taking care of herself. She is not accustomed to being taken care of or not being able to go out on their own.
    Dev is the sheriff that finds Sam and sparks fly.
    It was a cute read. There is definite chemistry between Dev and Sam. There are Comanche, crazy people trying to kill people, as well as other normal incidents. It was a full story with prim and proper
    relations until after marriage. The spankings are light with hand and paddle. The sexual scenes between the married couples are described, but not overly graphic.
    All the loose ends were tied up, the story went into a lot more story than I expected. it kept me reading and had a happy ending for the main characters.

  5. DNF

    I love Mallory\’s books and also this last didn\’t disappoint. The plot is eventful and well-written. You can read it more times and never get bored.

  6. DNF

    I love Mallory’s books and also this last didn’t disappoint. The plot is eventful and well-written. You can read it more times and never get bored.

  7. Jaycee

    Paige Mallory takes us on a time-travel adventure with Samantha (Sam) – a 1990\’s cop, and Devlin – an 1870\’s sheriff. There was a lot of action, some humorous moments, and some interesting characters. I found that I enjoyed the last half more than the first because Sam\’s actions and emotions were all over the place. One minute she\’s tough and smart-mouthed, then she\’s weeping, then she\’s angry with Devlin. Devlin too went from threatening her with constant spankings and mouth washings to concern, then back to anger. I think he was more like Eddie than he thought in that there were many. many threats, but few spankings. Sam didn\’t seem to have much impulse control, which lead to many problems in the story. It was hard to believe that this tough as nails cop would allow anyone to spank her, let alone 2 men who she only knew for 2 days. But in the second half, more time was spent getting to know the characters and build the relationship. We were also introduced to Mary, Trudy, and Mason – some great secondary characters. I\’d love to read a spin-off about the widow Mary. Great length for this genre and an entertaining read.

  8. Jaycee

    Paige Mallory takes us on a time-travel adventure with Samantha (Sam) – a 1990’s cop, and Devlin – an 1870’s sheriff. There was a lot of action, some humorous moments, and some interesting characters. I found that I enjoyed the last half more than the first because Sam’s actions and emotions were all over the place. One minute she’s tough and smart-mouthed, then she’s weeping, then she’s angry with Devlin. Devlin too went from threatening her with constant spankings and mouth washings to concern, then back to anger. I think he was more like Eddie than he thought in that there were many. many threats, but few spankings. Sam didn’t seem to have much impulse control, which lead to many problems in the story. It was hard to believe that this tough as nails cop would allow anyone to spank her, let alone 2 men who she only knew for 2 days. But in the second half, more time was spent getting to know the characters and build the relationship. We were also introduced to Mary, Trudy, and Mason – some great secondary characters. I’d love to read a spin-off about the widow Mary. Great length for this genre and an entertaining read.

  9. Miss contrite

    A very interesting story with some surprising twists. Sam tries to be a modern 20th century woman in the wild west in the 1800\’s it doesn\’t work in her favour as Devlin is quick to put her in her place. I enjoy these types of books as it makes for some interesting conflicts

  10. Miss contrite

    A very interesting story with some surprising twists. Sam tries to be a modern 20th century woman in the wild west in the 1800’s it doesn’t work in her favour as Devlin is quick to put her in her place. I enjoy these types of books as it makes for some interesting conflicts

  11. Katy Beth McKee

    I love the premise of this story. You have a strong woman who meets an untimely death and ends up in another time and place yet she is still fighting crime against the same family. I love watching Sam adapt to her new life. I love how too how Devlin is willing to trust her and to help her navigate through this new world. A fun story full of great suspense as well.

  12. Katy Beth McKee

    I love the premise of this story. You have a strong woman who meets an untimely death and ends up in another time and place yet she is still fighting crime against the same family. I love watching Sam adapt to her new life. I love how too how Devlin is willing to trust her and to help her navigate through this new world. A fun story full of great suspense as well.

  13. JK

    This was such a great book! Time travel isn’t usually my favorite type of story, but I just loved this one!! First of all it was nice and long. The author really had enough time to tell a great story! Samantha was such a strong and sassy character that she kept things very interesting for her man, Dev, not to mention all of us readers!! I also love the fact that we had other great characters in Mason and Trudy. Very fun and sexy read. Love, love, love!

  14. JK

    This was such a great book! Time travel isn??t usually my favorite type of story, but I just loved this one!! First of all it was nice and long. The author really had enough time to tell a great story! Samantha was such a strong and sassy character that she kept things very interesting for her man, Dev, not to mention all of us readers!! I also love the fact that we had other great characters in Mason and Trudy. Very fun and sexy read. Love, love, love!

  15. Redrabbitt

    What a fun story that starts out in 1994 and ends up in 1870. The story and dialogue were entertaining and witty. Undercover Narcotic NYPD Detective Samantha Denton, better known as Sam, is discovered and killed in 1994 and wakes up in 1870 Texas. Sheriff, Devlin Foster, looks and has mannerisms like her murdered partner, Eddie, but is an 1800s man. Sam is way to spunky and outgoing for an 1870s lady, but she is clever and ingenious when it comes to crime. The story has just the right amount of a crime element with mystery, suspense, twist and turns, snarky comments and delightful characters. It is hard to imagine what it would be like to be catapulted back 124 years in time after living as a modern, self-sufficient woman to an era where woman were supposed to be docile and accept whatever a man says. The story has multiple spanking scenes and all sex scenes are implied.

  16. Redrabbitt

    What a fun story that starts out in 1994 and ends up in 1870. The story and dialogue were entertaining and witty. Undercover Narcotic NYPD Detective Samantha Denton, better known as Sam, is discovered and killed in 1994 and wakes up in 1870 Texas. Sheriff, Devlin Foster, looks and has mannerisms like her murdered partner, Eddie, but is an 1800s man. Sam is way to spunky and outgoing for an 1870s lady, but she is clever and ingenious when it comes to crime. The story has just the right amount of a crime element with mystery, suspense, twist and turns, snarky comments and delightful characters. It is hard to imagine what it would be like to be catapulted back 124 years in time after living as a modern, self-sufficient woman to an era where woman were supposed to be docile and accept whatever a man says. The story has multiple spanking scenes and all sex scenes are implied.

  17. Denise (verified owner)

    I always love a strong heroine, and this story delivered. You never think about the compromises to your personality you would have to make if you were taken back in time and this book deals with that on many levels, The author has a lovely writing style that makes you believe you are back in 1870 with a twist, The characters are so believable, you can almost see them. Would love to know if there is an Eddie story. As there was a Mason story. Intriguing!

  18. Denise (verified owner)

    I always love a strong heroine, and this story delivered. You never think about the compromises to your personality you would have to make if you were taken back in time and this book deals with that on many levels, The author has a lovely writing style that makes you believe you are back in 1870 with a twist, The characters are so believable, you can almost see them. Would love to know if there is an Eddie story. As there was a Mason story. Intriguing!

  19. Marybeth

    Sam is a police officer from 1994. She is undercover and they figure out who she is and kill her. When she wakes up it is 1870. Sam meets Devlin, the sheriff of the town and she convinces him that she is from the future. It doesn’t save her butt, but he does understand. When she realizes that the ancestor of the man who killed her lives in the town, she does everything she can to take him down. Unfortunately, women aren’t supposed to act like that. Sam finds it very hard to act like a woman of the 1800’s. But, she and Dev fall in love and they work to resolve their differences. I really liked this story. Sam stays true to herself and still tries to make Dev happy. I give this 5 stars!

  20. Marybeth

    Sam is a police officer from 1994. She is undercover and they figure out who she is and kill her. When she wakes up it is 1870. Sam meets Devlin, the sheriff of the town and she convinces him that she is from the future. It doesn??t save her butt, but he does understand. When she realizes that the ancestor of the man who killed her lives in the town, she does everything she can to take him down. Unfortunately, women aren??t supposed to act like that. Sam finds it very hard to act like a woman of the 1800??s. But, she and Dev fall in love and they work to resolve their differences. I really liked this story. Sam stays true to herself and still tries to make Dev happy. I give this 5 stars!

  21. KatD (verified owner)

    Nice Story

  22. KatD (verified owner)

    Nice Story

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