Lass Small

He had a way with words... and women When Kris Alden s flight for New York took off, so did her life. For sitting beside her was a Talkative Texan--with capital Ts--who could charm the horns off a steer. Doggedly he breached her Yankee reserve, and by the time their plane landed, they were like old friends. After three days in adjoining hotel rooms, they were much more than that. But while Marc assumed their whirlwind romance was just a beginning, Kris knew better. She was, after all, much older and wiser than he....

SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY A lazy drawl. A lean, hard body. He was every Yankee girl's dream. And he had the uncanny knack of appearing just when Bridget Taylor needed rescuing from the perils of Texas wildlife! Soon she wondered if the real peril of Texas was Jeremy Robert Winsome--determined to capture her heart with his own special Southern charm. From the moment he met this delightful yet downright stubborn Yankee Snow bird, J.R. vowed to make the South so warm and cozy that she'd never fly back North. Would his kisses and promise of love turn her into a true Texan--forever?

WHEN LIFE HANDS YOU A LEMON Wealthy TEXAS cowboy Lemon Covington was no sourpuss, but the last thing he wanted hangin' around him were fortune-hunting females who wanted big rings on their fingers and his money in their pockets. No, the only companion he needed was his dog named Hunter.... Then he met Renata Gunther. This sweet, sassy woman was interesting, remarkable... and strangely enough, she was better company than Hunter! But she wouldn't bother to notice Lemon. So what was this confirmed bachelor to do? Why, play hard to get...and if all else failed, run like heck!

IT WAS ENOUGH TO DRIVE A SANE WOMAN MAD ... John Peal, irritating John Peal, was back in Indiana and courting Talullah Metcalf, teacher and self-confessed spinster. That suited the town matchmakers just fine. Everyone liked Talullah, and John was Tarkington's own star, back from a successful sojourn as a Hollywood writer. Talullah, on the other hand, was furious. She did not need a husband, especially one who seemed to have chosen as his mission in life a never-ending assault on her sanity. His teasing she could take, but her own inexplicable fantasies...! If anything would bring him success, it would be her own crazy dreams!

MR. DECEMBER Name: Clinton Terrell `~ Looks Like: A Texas cowboy: rough-edged, raw-boned and rugged Acts Like: An old-fashioned gentleman In Clint's opinion, a man way a man and a woman was a woman. That meant women should do--well, female stuff, and leave the masculine things to the "stronger" sex. Now, Wallis Witherspoon looked like a woman, what with those curves. She even smelled like one, all flowery and sweet. But she sure didn't act like one. Nope, she was brash. And independent. And fearless. Why, this new-fangled gal had this old-fashioned man scared stiff! MAN Of THE MONTH: He's trapped in a remote cabin with a woman who seems all wrong, but could be just right!

Back Cover Blurb: GOING ONCE, GOING TWICE... The truth was, Jan Folger had never really given Junior Busby a second thought--even though he'd lived next door to her for about a million years. But her charity group was holding a bachelor auction. They needed one more eligible man to put on the block...and she supposed Junior would just have to do. Then the local paper went and ran a photo of the fully grown Junior--wearing jeans and a five o'clock shadow--and suddenly it seemed like every woman in Byford, Indiana, wanted to know him better--a whole lot better. And Jan was starting to wonder if maybe she hadn't overlooked a hot property right there in her own neighborhood

JUST ONE OF THE BOYS Chancy Freedman had grown up on the Bar Q ranch. She had learned how to rope and ride, and the ranch hands had looked out for her 'best they could.' But they couldn't teach her the art of being a lady, and poor Chancy had made it to her twentieth birthday without learning how. And then Clifford Robertson rode into town... Cliff was a real cowboy, with an easy, long-legged stride and a confident air. Nothing rattled this dude - until the irrepressible Chancy roped him in. The virginal beauty had decided Cliff would make a most appropriate teacher. That wily wrangler was in for the ride of his life!

HUSBAND MATERIAL? Dark hair and eyes. Shaggy brows. Stern mouth. Nice, athlete's body. Possible husband material. Too bad he wasn't interested in... What was Sarah Moore thinking? She had given up on men! Especially when the man was her new boss, Steven Blake, source of the shock she felt whenever he walked by her computer. But Steven Blake was interested in her. He had a genetic obsession with redheads -- and Sarah was definitely a redhead. But Sarah remained professional, efficient -- and quite aloof. Then he found out about those shocking reactions.... Now could he convince her he wasn't just a possible; he was a probable?

"BEWARE OF WIDOWS BEARING CASSEROLES...." Rod Brown had never known such kindness and sympathy could be bestowed on one guy, but he was learning that a single man--regardless of how he got that way--was a precious commodity. Although Rod vowed he'd never remarry, his pretty next-door neighbor was complicating his life. And what had been nothing more than a pleasant distraction had suddenly become downright irresistible. But Pat was only doing what any good neighbor would do--if she were female and living next door to the most handsome, eligible man on the block. She baked him a casserole, plied him with passionate kisses... and made life a living dream come true for both of them. FABULOUS BROWN BROTHERS: Three maddeningly marvelous men meet their matches in three deliciously delightful women.