Free Rekindling the Spark by Bridget Hollister

Rekindling the Spark
    Cowboy Casanova #2
    by
    Bridget Hollister
----
    The material in this document contains explicit sexual material that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under eighteen years of age.  
    ©Bridget Hollister, 2014. All rights reserved.
    Editing by Phoebe M. West. Cover by  Cormar Covers .
    No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission of the author.
    This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer's imagination, have been used fictitiously, and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons (living or dead), actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.
    All characters depicted in this book are assumed age eighteen and older.
    The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademarked owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication and use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.
     
    Stay updated and find out how you can get one free Bridget Hollister read a month!  Subscribe to Bridget Hollister's Newsletter
----
    About This Story
    The last person Maggie McClure expected to waltz into her bar was her ex-husband—a man that broke her heart into a million pieces five years ago when she caught him cheating on her. Yet, when Rhett Lucas shows up and saves her on a busy night, she can't help but have old feelings start to resurface. Determined to ignore his charms, Maggie finds herself in a constant tug-of-war between what her heart wants and what her mind needs.
    As one of country music's most notorious bad boys, Rhett has never quite let go of what he had with Maggie, their sudden breakup leaving him puzzled as to what went wrong. After a night of wild passion, can he convince her to rekindle the spark between them?
----
    Rekindling the Spark
    It only took Maggie McClure three days of work to make enough money to operate the Scarlet Saddle Dance Hall and Saloon for an entire year.
    Of course, those three days were chock full of drunken cowboys, fistfights, and girls in five-hundred-dollar cowboy boots that would probably never see the dirt of an arena ever again.
    But, that was the glory of the Professional Rodeo Rider's Association finals week in Broken Branch. It brought in three times the town's entire population's worth of spectators for only a few days, making the local economy skyrocket in its wake.
    Taking a deep breath, Maggie waltzed back behind the bar and grabbed four longneck bottles for table two, twisting the caps off and tossing them into a half-full galvanized bucket sitting on the floor. Even though she had three waitresses and two bartenders manning their posts, they were still busy enough for her to get in on the action herself.
    "Swamped again today," her lead bartender, Nick, declared over the roar of the crowd and the sound of the band.
    "Glad for it," she said with a laugh. "Maybe after this whole thing is over, I'll take myself a vacation to the coast of somewhere beautiful."
    "You? Leave this place?" he snickered. "Why, Margaret McClure… That may be the funniest thing I've heard all year."
    Maggie shot him a go-to-hell smile before grabbing a tray and delivering drinks to her intended table.
    The truth was, Nick was sort of right. Her entire life had revolved around the bar, ever since she was a little girl. When her father died five years ago, it only made sense that she took over—even if it meant leaving a man she loved more than anything else behind.
    She had just finished taking another table's drink order and was headed back behind the bar when the sound of shouting started up. Already way too familiar with drunken cowboys brawling on a Saturday night, Maggie