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Okay, I admit it. I needed a bit of a pick-me-up the other day while pounding away at my keyboard, but I never dreamed it was going to come in the way of . . . I heard a lot of hammering, sawing, and deep male voices at my next door neighbor’s house. Not normal, to say the least. Curious and more than ready for a break, I grabbed a sweater and my cell phone. I stepped out my front door into cool crisp air and looked to the left past my front lawn. Low and behold, four tall, broad-shouldered, cowboy-hatted Texans were putting up white siding on the Mid-Century Modern brick house. As much as I appreciate MCM, pretty winter days, and redbirds in pecan trees, at that moment I appreciated the eye candy more. A guy standing on the ground was cutting vinyl on sawhorses. He saw me, gave me a big grin, and called me over. He motioned at the three men on ladders, explained what they were doing, and wondered if I’d be interested in putting siding on my MCM. Up to that moment, I hadn’...

It's release day for A Cowboy Firefighter for Christmas , the first in Kim Redford's new Smokin' Hot Cowboys series! To celebrate, we've got an exclusive excerpt to share: “You’re a deputized firefighter now,” he said. “That can’t be legal.” She attacked the grass with renewed energy. They were actually making good headway now. “If there’s trouble, everybody pitches in.” “Police? 9-1-1?” “We’re the first responders.” He struck hard at the ground with his towels. “There must be a county sheriff. Highway patrol.” “And the Wildcat Bluff Police Department.” He stomped at the blackened grass. “How long do you think it’d take help to get here?” “Good point.” “We all depend on the Wildcat Bluff County Volunteer Fire-Rescue.” “That’s why you deputized me? I’m a total stranger! I could have been—well, big trouble. I actually thought you were, at first.” “But you aren’t,” he said with another charming grin. She couldn’t resist cracking a smile back, even despite the circum...