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Bff, Murder, Baby, and a Cowboy?
Bff, Murder, Baby, and a Cowboy?
Bff, Murder, Baby, and a Cowboy?
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Bff, Murder, Baby, and a Cowboy?

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A Pinky Swear between friends brings Andrea, her best friend's baby, and all the danger that comes with him. Can Andie keep the child safe from the man who brutally murdered his mother?

Tanner made it a rule not to get involved with the young ones. They still carried stars in their eyes, the happily ever after kind, and Tanner walked well past that stage in his life.

"Trouble as deep and as wide as a canyon" is exactly what Tanner sees in the woman who captures his attention at the airport. When all the trouble he sensed follows him home, something tells him that nothing, including his heart, will ever be the same again.

"Lady, you're not only trouble but also downright dangerous!"

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJewel Adams
Release dateDec 4, 2024
ISBN9798230541479
Bff, Murder, Baby, and a Cowboy?
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Jewel Adams

See Reader View Jewel Adams FOLLOW THIS AUTHOR LATESTRELEASE GET IT NOW Also by Jewel Adams... Loves In Time COMPLETE INTERNAL HERITAGE Other books by Jewel Adams COMPLETE Quilted Hills COMPLETE ABOUT THE AUTHOR Jewel Adams Hi, I am Jewel Adams an author of various romance genres  I love to write an adventure in my story and fell in love with Time Travel Romances. I currently have ten stand alone novels in my Loves in Time series. Yes, these books can be read in any order, only two are sequels Answers In Time that follows Gamble in Time, and Nick's Redemption In Time that follows Dream Lover. I also have an Amish Romance series that includes five books, these do follow each other and all contain the same characters. My friend Bev Haynes and I write the Quilted Hill series together.  My All Time Best Seller -  SAVAGE DESTINY a white captive Indian story that takes place during the early western movement in America. This love story will stay in your heart forever. We can never forget DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC a sweet Romance Time Travel set in the west. This and Savage Destiny are my favorite covers of all time. My friend Bev Haynes is a true cover artist. All the covers you see are done by Bev Haynes.  I just released the tenth novel in the Loves In Time-Romance Time Travel series IMPOSTOR IN TIME. Erin discovers when the nightmare becomes reality the adventure begins. Life is hardly the same where Erin finds herself, it is hard and paved with danger. Erin has to hold on to the love she discovers and face her new reality or be swallowed by the evil that stalks her. Always check back to see what I am up to :) Jewel

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    Bff, Murder, Baby, and a Cowboy? - Jewel Adams

    CHAPTER 1

    Flying about her apartment in a cloud of euphoria, Andrea checked her mental list one last time. Appliances shut off, plants watered, mail and paper stopped... She’d have to call and start them a week earlier. She could have kissed Mr. Wang for his announcement this morning. What was a lost week of vacation over the promotion she always wanted? Besides, a week with her mother would be more than enough time for a visit.

    Guilt. Sighing, Andrea knew it was the only reason she finally agreed to her mother’s persistent calls and letters over the visit. At least he isn’t there anymore.

    A chill passed through her with the thoughts of her stepfather. Even dead, he still scares the hell out of me!

    Was that why her thoughts kept returning to Tina? All those terrible memories existed back there, at her mother’s. Tina, what would she have done without her?

    Against her will, time moved backward before her eyes.

    What did he do to you?

    Let it alone, Tina.

    Damn you, Andrea Michaels, if you don’t tell me what happened, I’ll tell Vincent Manelli you are madly in love with him!

    Andrea’s thirteen-year-old face crinkled up in horror. To her, Vincent the Bully was just a smaller version of the monster she’d just run from.

    Alright!

    Come on, tell me.

    Tina’s dark complexion looked red under the anger hardening her friend’s dark eyes. Sometimes, Andrea feared the depth of her friend’s emotions.

    He tried to touch...it was horrible!

    Tina’s hand reached out and gripped Andrea’s. The painful hold became the most reassuring feeling she could ever remember from another person. Did he hurt you?

    Shaking her head, Tina’s sneer grew so vicious that Andrea wished she never told her.

    Please, Tina, you can’t tell Mother.

    No offense, Andie, but your mother is a blind old bat that can’t see her own nose! No, I’ve got a better way to stop that bastard.

    Tina!

    Shut up, Andie. You want I should do nothing and let the creep rape you?

    Groaning because she feared Tina’s shocking words would become a reality, she shook her head. No, I’m really scared. Why did she marry him?

    My grandmother always said a woman is a complete fool when it comes to hell’s love.

    Andrea wasn’t sure either of them understood the woman’s meaning, but Tina’s grandmother was the wisest and oldest woman they knew.

    You’re coming home with me. Tony . . .

    No! No, Tina, you can’t tell your brother.

    Tina patted Andie’s hand. Of course I can. You pretend he doesn’t know a thing, and Tony will never act like he does.

    But Andrea’s heart and Tina’s assuring words weren’t in agreement. Of all the boys in their neighborhood, Tony Marcella was the heartthrob of the female population. He was also the leader of the most ruthless gang in Little Italy.

    Tagging behind the girl, Andrea knew Tina was tough. All the Marcellas carried themselves as if they owned the streets. Andrea wasn’t blind. Tony’s protective influence encircled his sister like an impenetrable force field. Andrea’s well-being automatically fell within his care because of her association with his sister. How Tina and she became friends never ceased to amaze everyone.

    Tina was Italian, and Andrea was Irish. Tina was streetwise; Andrea feared crossing any street. If confidence came by association, Andrea received an excellent dose the day she met Tina Marcella.

    True to her announcement, Tina did tell her brother. Andrea sat in Tina’s bedroom crying and listening to Tony’s furious shouting.

    She stayed at Tina’s for three days and would have stayed forever. Only Tina announced it was safe to go home.

    Tina went with her. Andrea didn’t quite know what to expect, but the black and blue bandaged face of the hated man told her exactly what Tony had done. Her stepfather hated her for Marcellas’ protection, but it didn’t matter because she also saw how much he feared her friends.

    Every night until Andrea was old enough to leave the hell her home became, she said a prayer to God to watch over all the Marcellas. Her stepfather never tried to assault her again.

    She and Tina were inseparable until Angelo Benetto entered Tina’s life. At sixteen, Tina found the love her grandmother kept calling ‘hell’s love.’

    Andrea hated Angelo from the start. Tina said she must be jealous, but Andrea felt something more about Angelo, something that scratched her instincts raw. Because of her dislike and growing wariness of the man, Andrea saw less and less of Tina.

    It wasn’t long before her home life became unbearable, and she left. Leaving Tina hurt worse than anything they had ever faced before. When Tina burst out crying, Andrea wrapped her arms around her friend until they both calmed down.

    Swear to me, Andrea, that if you need me for any reason, you will come back to me. No matter what it is.

    They stared into each other’s eyes a long time before Andrea spoke. Only if you swear the same, Tina. You have done more for me than anyone in my life. I owe you that and more.

    Tina blushed over Andrea’s heartfelt declaration. Alright, Andie, we’ll both swear...pinky swears are forever.

    They locked their pinky fingers together and then ran from each other before the misery of parting overtook them again.

    It’s been a long time, Tina. Would Tina still be in New York? Andrea hoped so; she failed to realize how much she missed her. She swore not even Angelo would keep her away from her friend. Andrea didn’t like the sudden desperation she started feeling for Tina. Shaking it off, Andrea told herself it must be the trip and her emotions that brought it on.

    She lugged the suitcases to the door as the cab pulled up and honked. The phone rang. She motioned the cabby towards the bags and rushed back inside to answer the phone. Yes, hello.

    The rapid spit of excited Spanish on the line made her look in question at the receiver. The blast of her earlier ill feelings tightened her grip on the phone. Senora? English, por favor?

    Si, Andrea Michaels?

    Yes.

    Tina, she tell me to call you, you come now, very urgent.

    Tina?

    Si! Si! Come now...

    The woman rattled off an address, cursing under her breath. Andrea scribbled it on the flight ticket. Alright, I will be there soon. The line fell silent before she could finish. Oh God, Tina, what have you gone and done?

    The fact that her friend was in Chicago didn’t help alleviate Andrea’s growing dread. The word premonition kept swirling in her head as she gave the cab driver the address.

    Realizing Tina lived only twenty minutes from her and never contacted her made her heartbeats echo in her head.

    Please wait for me. Giving the man half a twenty, hopefully, ensured he would. Looking around her, the neighborhood became a familiar reminder of what she left in her past. She didn’t have to wait long for an answer to her knock.

    Hurry! Por favor senorita.

    Disengaging the woman’s hold on her arm, she propelled Andrea into the apartment. Andrea tried to listen to the excited woman. Here, come, Tina left you this.

    Andrea raised her hand and took the large envelope that the woman thrust at her. Where is Tina? Donde es Tina?

    The paling look and blast of excited Spanish nearly made Andrea groan. When the woman left her standing at the table, Andrea sank into the chair. Staring at her name printed on a smaller envelope, taped to the outside of the larger one, she reluctantly pried it loose. Her fingers were shaking. She recognized Tina’s childlike handwriting. Fighting back the tears, she forced her eyes to focus on the letter’s words.

    Ahh, Andie,

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