The Proposal & Solid Soul by Brenda Jackson
Dear Reader,
This is it! The Proposal is the twentieth book in The Westmorelands series and the fifth book about those Denver Westmorelands. For those two reasons alone I knew this story was special from the moment I began writing it.
I always thought of Jason Westmoreland as the quiet storm. He was that one Westmoreland who didn’t have a lot to say and wouldn’t have a lot to say…until it was his time to take center stage. Now it is his time.
I love writing about family, and I’m pleased to announce that also included in this book is the first book of my Steele Family series, Chance Steele’s story. Including this story is our way to introduce you to another one of my families of strong, too-good-to-be-true, irresistible and handsome men.
In Solid Soul, a single mother and a single father get caught in a web that is woven just for them by their matchmaking offspring. This is definitely my version of The Parent Trap.
Sit back and enjoy both Jason Westmoreland and Chance Steele’s stories. And with every Brenda Jackson book, it is suggested you have a cold drink ready. These stories are hot!
Happy reading!
Brenda Jackson
THE PROPOSAL
To Gerald Jackson, Sr. My one and only.
To all my readers who enjoy reading about the
Westmorelands, this book is especially for you!
To my Heavenly Father. How Great Thou Art.
He hath made everything beautiful in his time.
—Ecclesiastes 3:11 KJV
PROLOGUE
“HELLO, MA’AM, I’M JASON Westmoreland and I’d like to welcome you to Denver.”
Even before she turned around, the deep, male voice had Bella Bostwick’s stomach clenching as the throaty sound vibrated across her skin. And then when she gazed up into his eyes she had to practically force oxygen into her lungs. He had to be the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen.
For a moment she couldn’t speak nor was she able to control her gaze from roaming over him and appreciating everything she saw. He was tall, way over six feet, with dark brown eyes, sculpted cheekbones and a chiseled jaw. And then there was his skin, a deep, rich chocolate-brown that had her remembering her craving for that particular treat and how delicious it was. But nothing could be more appealing than his lips and the way they were shaped. Sensuous. Sumptuous. A perfect pair for the sexy smile curving them.
He said he was a Westmoreland and because this charity ball was given on behalf of the Westmoreland Foundation, she could only assume he was one of those Westmorelands.
She took the hand he’d extended and wished she hadn’t when a heated sizzle rode up her spine the moment she touched it. She tried forcing the sensation away. “And I’m Elizabeth Bostwick, but I prefer just Bella.”
The smile curving his lips widened a fraction, enough to send warm blood rushing through her veins. “Hi, Bella.”
The way he pronounced her name was ultrasexy. She thought his smile was intoxicating and definitely contagious, which was the reason she could so easily return it. “Hi, Jason.”
“First, I’d like to offer my condolences on the loss of your grandfather.”
“Thank you.”
“And then I’m hoping the two of us could talk about the ranch you inherited. If you decide to sell it, I’d like to put in my bid for both the ranch and Hercules.”