A Hero’s Haven: Resolution Ranch by Tessa Layne 💕 Book Blitz & Signed Book Giveaway 💕(Military Romance)

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Former Navy SEAL Cash Aiken assumed he could leave behind the trauma of war and settle into life as a bodyguard. Why not? He was big, smart, and nothing ever got past his eagle eye. But a split second of inattention nearly cost the life of his asset, and cost him his job. When his old buddy Travis Kincaid invites him to come work at Resolution Ranch, an organization helping wounded vets, he clings to the lifeline and hopes it’s a chance to start over. But Cash is stunned to discover that the beautiful woman he nearly let die is hiding out at the ranch, masquerading as a stable hand.

Country Music’s Superdiva, Kaycee Starr, is done with the music biz. After a terrifying encounter with a crazed fan, she goes underground and answers a help-wanted ad in a place the paparazzi would never think to look. Prairie, Kansas. While she finds solace and healing among the horses, handsome ranch hand Cash Aiken lights her up in ways she only wrote about in songs. He’s the only person she’s met who seems to ‘get’ her.

Cash and Kaycee fall hard and fast for each other, but when their secrets are exposed, will they have the courage to trust each other? And more importantly, themselves?

He checked his watch and rapped a knuckle on the door. “Ms. Starr? It’s time for me to escort you to the green room.”
The door flew open, startling him. Not from the speed at which she answered, but from the fact that she looked like a unicorn had vomited sparkles from the crown of her white spangled cowboy hat, down the white iridescent guitar, to the tips of her rhinestone boots. It must have shown on his face, because she laughed, a warm husky sound that slid underneath his professional shell and flipped his stomach. “I look pretty funny, huh?”
He coughed, smothering a laugh. “Not even a Vegas strip club has that much glitter.”
Her eyes grew round and worried. “I don’t look like a stripper, do I?”
This time he couldn’t cover the laugh. God, he hoped Ace wasn’t watching right now. “Not remotely.”
“Whew. My momma already thinks my career is scandalous. I’d hate to give her a heart attack over my costume.”
She was too damned charming. Adorable. And there was something about Kaycee’s soft-spoken barely-there twang that intrigued him. Made him want to listen to her talk all night. “You look… like a country star,” he finished lamely. He’d nearly called her beautiful. Which wasn’t right, not with the cartoonish makeup and costume. Nor was it professional, but the words had popped into his head.
She laid a hand on his arm. “Tell me your name?” she asked in that sweet husky lilt.
His name rose to his tongue, followed by a vision of Ace glowering. Was this a test? He wouldn’t put it past Ace to test him, see if he’d slip. Brushing aside a wave of annoyance, he gazed into her eyes. “Deuce. The name’s Deuce.”
“Deuce,” she said slowly, adding two syllables to the name as she drew it out. “Y’all like your card names, don’tcha? Y’all play five-card stud when you’re off duty?” He swallowed, mouth going dry at the way she lingered over the word stud. What in the hell was happening to him?
She didn’t wait for him to answer. “Well, Deuce in the fancy suit, I wanted to thank you.”
In spite of the glitter, he felt himself getting pulled under by her big green eyes. “What for?”
“If it hadn’t been for you, a lot of little girls and their mommas would be really upset. You went above and beyond, and I appreciate it.”
Her praise went straight to his belly like a shot of whiskey. “Let’s go,” he answered gruffly. What else could he say? She was a client, and he’d move onto the next assignment as soon as her stalker was caught. But that knowledge didn’t stop him from appreciating her gorgeous ass as she sashayed down the hall in front of him.

Hi, I'm USA Today Best Selling Author Tessa Layne.
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A little about me- I grew up in Colorado in the mountains at the edge of the Great Plains. There, I met my own smokin' hot Cowboy and we had a whirlwind romance to rival any novel. I believe in Happily Ever Afters, love fireflies, horses, and breathing clean country air. My favorite thing to do is to sit on the porch swing with a glass of Rose, listening to my Cowboy pluck his guitar!