Bad Company — Carol Carson

SHE SHOT THE SHERIFF
Lying on the rug was not where Sheriff Magrane thought he'd be when he caught the notorious bank robber Mad Maggie West. Sure, she was dangerous, but Chance never expected the flame-haired beauty to shoot him in the shoulder. She claimed she was Trixianna Lawless, a proper lady who baked pies for the restaurant. But the proper ladies of Grand Fork, Kansas, did not have the fanciest underpinnings this side of the Mississippi, or sparkling green eyes that captured Chance's soul and stirred his desire. And they certainly did not shoot the sheriff!

Trixianna couldn't believe her eyes when the ruggedly handsome man lying on her rag rug arrested her for bank robbery. When she landed in Chance's house instead of jail, she found herself in the middle of the biggest pickle she had ever gotten herself into. As the days passed, Trixianna began to wish that Chance would look at her with his piercing blue eyes, take her into his well-muscled arms, and prove that she was anything but...BAD COMPANY