Giddy-Up by Isobel Reed 💕 Cover Reveal and $10 Gift Card Giveaway 💕 (Steamy Small-Town Western Romantic Comedy)

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Riley has spent a lifetime playing it safe, then she meets Wade

—a cowboy who makes her want to play with fire.

Riley has spent a lifetime playing it safe, then she meets Wade—a cowboy who makes her want to play with fire. Will she finally find her voice and ask for what she’s never dared to before, or will fear drive her to run once again?

Riley took growing up sheltered to a whole new level. She’d never so much as stepped out of Silver Valley. Now at thirty, she was taking the leap. In a new town. With a new job. And a new boss that made it hard to breathe, let alone use actual full sentences around. When hot cowboy, Wade Evans, flashed those dimples her way, she knew she was in trouble, she just had no idea how much.

Working seven days a week meant Wade didn’t have much time for a social life. Let alone a love life. Not that he didn’t want one. He did. Badly. So when Riley, the new maid, shows up, he doesn’t shy away from making his interest known after it’s made clear she feels it too. There’s only one problem though, she keeps running from him. And he has no idea why. Now he has to decide whether to cut his losses, or fight for the one woman he’s been waiting all his life for.

Fans of heart-stopping cowboy romances like Wild Cowboy Ways by Carolyn Brown or A Cowboy to Remember by Rebekah Weatherspoon will find the same exciting happily ever after in Giddy-Up by Isobel Reed. This best-selling author is known for her sarcastic dialogue and small towns filled with sassy characters. Saddle Up for a wild ride!

“I’m sorry about the things I said last night, Riley. My intention wasn’t to make you uncomfortable, which unfortunately, I think I did. For that, I apologise. It won’t happen again.”

“The things you said?” Her head tilted to the side, genuine confusion contorting her pretty face.

Was she really going to make him say it again? “Yes. The things I said. Commenting on your looks like I did. It was inappropriate.”

“Oh.” She went quiet for a moment. He could see the wheels turning. Finally, she asked, “W-what was your intention?”

“What?”

He watched curiously as her hand went to her wrist. Using her thumb, she began stroking her pulse point. It was an odd thing to do. But then, she was a bit odd. And he liked it.

When he met her dark eyes again, they were sparkling, a look of sheer determination boring into him.

“You said my intention wasn’t, so um, what was your intention?”

He was slow to answer, unsure if this was a test. A test he was about to fail. Surely, she knew exactly what his intentions were. She was shy, sure. But she wasn’t dumb.

“I think you know what my intentions were, darlin’, but that—”

“I don’t,” she cut him off.

Seriously?

His face must have conveyed exactly what he was thinking because she went on, even though he could tell it was costing her.

“I’m not good at reading people,” she rushed out. “I, uh, I’m not great in social situations.”

She was still rubbing her wrist. Harder than Wade liked. She was nervous. Embarrassed. He realized then, that she really didn’t know. Had no idea.

Fuck.

Fuck indeed. Where was that ‘don’t sue’ contract when you needed it?

Hell with it.

He took a step toward her, his hand immediately going to her abused wrist. He replaced her thumb with his, gently brushing over her skin which just so happened to feel as silky as it looked.

“You honestly have no idea?” She shook her head in response, her red lips parting and her eyes growing rounder as he got closer. “You think I go ‘round telling every woman I meet that they’re beautiful and sexy?” She didn’t need to answer, not when he got a good look at the innocence leaking out of her. “I don’t, petal.”

“S-so…why tell me?” Her voice was so quiet, he could only just make out the words.

“’Cause I couldn’t bear the thought of you not knowing. That would be a goddamn shame, darlin’.”

Riley drew in a shaky breath, but her gaze never left his. “So that was your intention—to make sure I knew?”

She really wasn’t getting it.

So spell it out.

“No, sweetheart. My intention was to ask you out.” He inched closer, forcing her neck to stretch back. “To take you to dinner.” His head dropped as he allowed his breath to sink into her skin, his eyes not leaving hers as he said, “To convince you to kiss me.” He ignored the spike in his heartrate and let his mouth go to her ear next, where he whispered, “To take you to bed.”

He felt her quiver. A smug sense of satisfaction washed over him then. He hadn’t been imagining it. He could hear the crackle in the air. Feel her pulse pound beneath his thumb. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Thank fuck for that.

💕 To be released August 12 💕

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Isobel was born and raised in London. While she’s a city girl at heart, she loves daydreaming about running away to a charming small town—though she’s not entirely sure her husband and son would share her enthusiasm for the move. When she’s not writing small-town romantic comedies or growing unhealthily attached to the characters in her books, you can find her reading, chasing after her very active toddler, or attempting to channel her inner domestic goddess in the kitchen (with varying degrees of success).

Known for her witty dialogue and swoon-worthy small-town heroes, Isobel signed with Inkspell Publishing in 2021. The following year, she released Love Tools, the first book in her four-book Bluestone Series. In early 2024, she launched Toasted, the debut novel of her seven-book Love Burns Series, which will roll out over the next year.