Cowboy Nobility

George Lester, the Duke of Northumberland, flees familial expectations in Britain for the promise of freedom of San Francisco, looking for the chance to be himself. But before he even gets close, a blizzard forces him off the road, and he finds himself freezing half to death in a small town with no motel… with a litter of puppies to look after. Luckily for George, he also finds Alan. As the heir to his family's ranch, Alan Justice knows the burden of being the oldest son. He doesn't have time to show George, the stranger his brother dragged home, what it takes to be a cowboy. But that very night, George surprises him by helping a mare in distress through a difficult birth. Maybe the duke is made of sterner stuff than Alan thought. George and Alan keep surprising each other, and every day they grow a little closer. But when George's responsibilities call him home, Alan finds he's the one who has something to prove-that he can handle what it means to be the duke's cowboy.

Viscount Collin Northington has spent his life under his father's thumb. When his friend George and his cowboy husband, Alan, offer to let him tag along to the US for two weeks, Collin jumps at the chance to get away. Perhaps the open ranges of Wyoming will put his problems into perspective. He even dreams of meeting a cowboy of his own. He doesn't expect his dreams to come true. When Tank Rogers returned home after his military service, he took over the family ranch the way he knew he was meant to. Now he's the only one left, but he likes the solitude. Even so, he has no excuse to object to putting up Alan's friend for a few weeks in exchange for some help around the ranch-it wouldn't be neighborly. The feelings he has for his blue-blooded houseguest aren't exactly neighborly either. Once Tank realizes there's more to Collin than upper-crust manners, suddenly his solitary life holds a lot less appeal. But in the long term, Tank doesn't fit into Collin's fancy society life any more than Collin fits into Tank's down-home and dusty ranch... does he?

When Randall Whealton, Earl of Plymouth, loses a bet to his friend the Duke of Northumberland, he pays the price: spend a month with him and Alan at Alan's family ranch in Wyoming. It's the last thing he wants to do, but pride and honor won't let him back down. Cattle wrangler Sawyer Kincaid works with livestock and horses at the Justice ranch. The job suits him-animals he understands, but people are a whole different ball game. And the stuffy Englishman Alan and George bring with them is among the worst of the lot: snooty, stuck-up… and hot as hell. A combination Sawyer is determined to ignore. Sawyer works hard, and he's good at his job, but Randall always thinks he knows better. Sawyer would love to kick his ass back across the pond… until an outing at the local watering hole when with hands from another ranch decide to show Randall who's boss. Ranch hands stand up for each other, and Sawyer finds himself defending Randall and later nursing his injuries. That buried attraction flares to life-but it could just as easily burn out once Randall's time in Wyoming is up.