A Doctor Blind Date for the Cowboy (PAPERBACK)

by Dobi Daniels
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Can the afraid-to-commit, city-entrenched ER doctor find love with the reclusive cowboy through an unexpected blind date?

As a successful city-based ER doctor, Dr. Zoey Brown has always been too busy to focus on love, and after being burned one too many times, she's not sure she's ready to take the plunge again. But when her friend invites her to spend a relaxing two weeks in the picturesque western town of Dexin Valley, Zoey jumps at the chance for a much-needed break.

Little does she know that her trip will be anything but relaxing. From the moment she arrives, Zoey finds herself thrown headfirst into a series of unexpected events, including a chance encounter with Dex Dexin, a rugged cowboy who's witnessed her most embarrassing moment.

Dex has always been content to live a solitary life on his ranch, but something about Zoey has him questioning everything he thought he knew about love and commitment. And as they begin to spend more time together, he finds himself falling for her in ways he never thought possible.

As Zoey and Dex navigate the ups and downs of their unexpected romance, they'll have to decide if they're willing to take a leap of faith and open their hearts to the possibility of love, even if it means finding it through a blind date.

BOOK 1 of A Cowboy Loves the Doctor Series.

Main Tropes: Blind Date, Cowboy, Doctor, He Falls First, Meddling Family, New in Town, Women Friendship, Protective Hero, and Ranch

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Zoey Brown froze, her face warming up more than the hot Saturday sun she'd just walked in from. How could this have happened to her today of all days?

“Ma’am, your skirt is ripped,” the cool baritone voice repeated quietly behind her.

Zoey bristled even as the scented smell of cleaning supplies from the nearby detergent aisle assaulted her nostrils. Yes, she'd heard him the first time. Did he have to repeat it again?

She fought the urge to reach back and touch the rip that had appeared as she’d leaned forward to place her groceries on the checkout counter.

It served her right. She should have just stuck with the pants and jeans that had been her uniform for over a decade. Instead, she’d opted for a black skirt and a sleeveless peach blouse, which went wonderfully with her sun-kissed skin, for a change.

Today's weather forecast had predicted it would be the hottest day of summer. Who knew the universe would reward her efforts with this unwanted publicity on her first day in Dexin Valley?

Zoey bit her lip. She couldn’t continue standing here, pretending nothing was wrong. How was she going to get herself out of this pickle? Her jacket was in her car, too far away to reach without taking a walk of shame through the store and out into the parking lot.

How could she deal with this in the gracious manner her stepmother liked to harp on without becoming the day's side show in the tiny grocery store that seemed to be serving half of the town's population right now?

She could feel the curious gazes from the other shoppers around her. It didn't help that this was the day she'd decided to wear her comfy white granny underwear instead of the more sophisticated lingerie that filled her wardrobe. Now all it did was serve as a white flag against the contrasting black skirt, calling attention to the tear.

Something fell on Zoey's shoulders, and she flinched. She looked down only to see a dark brown plaid shirt—long enough to extend beyond the hem of her skirt—resting on her shoulders. It carried the faint scent of sweet hay, leather, and fresh grass, a fragrance that seemed to warm her more than the shirt itself. 

Zoey turned in relief to see who the owner was, and her eyes met the warmest brown eyes she'd ever seen—twin mirrors that seemed to reach down into her soul. The broad-chested young man towered over her five-foot-seven frame, and his eyes held a look of concern as they searched her face.

“Hope you don’t mind, ma’am,” he said, gesturing to the shirt. “Are you okay?” he asked in the same voice she'd heard earlier...

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