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Cuddle a Cowboy Series by Mia Brody – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Sun, 16 Aug 2026 18:16:30 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Cuddle a Cowboy Series by Mia Brody – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Cord (Cuddle a Cowboy #2) Read Online Mia Brody http://www.books2020.com/cord-cuddle-a-cowboy-2-read-online-mia-brody Sun, 16 Aug 2026 18:16:30 +0000 https://www.books2020.com/cord-cuddle-a-cowboy-2-read-online-mia-brody Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love Authors: Mia Brody Series: Cuddle a Cowboy Series by Mia Brody
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Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36689 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)

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I did a very crazy thing for a very logical reason.

Mira

My cheating groom thinks I don’t know he’s only marrying me for my fortune. But I’m going to publicly humiliate him, and it’s all thanks to the Cuddle a Cowboy auction.

See, I rented a hot cowboy for seventy-two hours. He’s supposed to object to my wedding because he’s madly in love with me. Everything is going according to plan until he takes my groom’s place.

Suddenly, I’m married to the hottest cowboy I’ve ever met. But that’s not the wildest part. No, that was in the hotel room when we drunkenly slept together.

I guess I should tell the crazy cowboy we’re legally married now.

Cord

It was supposed to be simple. Object to the bride’s vows, claim to be in love with her then…take the groom’s place and marry her. Actually, scratch that. The last part wasn’t supposed to happen at all.

Now, she’s trying to slip away quietly and take the honeymoon solo, but this cowboy isn’t letting that happen. Nope, this is our honeymoon. And I’m going to spend it convincing my new wife to fall as madly in love with me as I am with her.

If you love a determined cowboy who will do anything to make his curvy woman smile, then climb onto Cord’s horse. It’s going to be a wild ride, but you’ll ache in the best way.

This is a steamy cowboy romance with plenty of on-page spice between a lonely cowboy and his curvy woman set in the welcoming, small town of Courage County. If that sounds like your kind of story, click to read now

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Chapter 1

Mira

“Chicken nuggets for everyone! My treat!” I announce as I nudge my best friend, Ronnie, and point to the local fast-food restaurant.

She sends me a tight smile as her twins Brock and Branson high five in the backseat. They’re five, and they don’t realize their mom lost her job. I’ve offered her a position at my company twice now, but she’s too stubborn to take it. She insists she’ll hear something good any day now.

We place our order then park in the lot next to the restaurant. It’s an old, faded hardware store. The kind of mom-and-pop place that slowly dies because the big businesses around it can offer more competitive pricing and a larger selection of products.

For a moment, there’s only the sound of the kids happily munching their food in the backseat while Ronnie squints at her cracked phone screen. “The final alterations to your dress were finished, and the flowers are still scheduled to arrive on time.”

“You make a great wedding planner,” I tell her, trying not to think of my upcoming nuptials. I dunk a chicken nugget in my honey mustard, careful to avoid dripping on her car interior. She wouldn’t notice or care. She only cares about the boys since the day her husband abandoned her, leaving her to raise the twins on her own. The woman has a spine of steel, and if I ever see her ex-husband in our city again, I will break his face for breaking her heart.

She chuckles, but there’s no mirth to the sound. “Maybe if the j-o-b hunt doesn’t work out, I’ll do that. Did I tell you I applied for one on a f-a-r-m?”

The boys are obsessed with horses, so there’s no way she’s getting them excited about it until she knows for sure. Everything is about them now, and she’s never once complained. She’s carried on in that unflappable way that’s completely Ronnie. Still, I don’t want her thinking about the job search. She’s under enough pressure. “Have you given any more thought to what I asked?”

“What I want for my birthday?” She glances toward the back seat to see if they’re listening. They’re busy arguing over who gets the green toy. It’s their favorite color, and there’s only one green toy. “I want something fun to ride. Like really rugged and tough. You know, something to make me tingly.”

“Or someone,” I point out with a giggle.

She rolls her eyes. “I don’t have time for someone. Besides, marital bliss is not in the cards for me like it is for you.”

I shrug and toss my trash into the paper bag at my feet, my diamond engagement ring glinting in the late afternoon light. My stomach twists at the sight. I can’t deny that lately something has felt “off” between me and Stuart. It’s not something I can put my finger on. Just a general sense of apprehension. Maybe it’s anxiety like my therapist suggested. “I can’t believe I’ll be Mrs. Stuart Dean by this time next week.”

“And drinking something fruity in Kauai by the hotel pool,” she says.

I open my mouth to ask her if she ever had doubts before her wedding.

“It’s mine, stinkyhead!” Branson yells, and it’s clear we’re only seconds from an all-out brawl in the backseat.

Ronnie calls both of their names in what she’s termed her “strict parent” voice, and they pause long enough to pay attention to her. “If you boys want us to get the lumber to fix the broken step on the treehouse ladder, then I expect you to behave.”

Brock tries to object, but Ronnie sends him a look, and the four of us go into the hardware store in search of the wood needed for the treehouse. Ronnie built it herself last summer with the boys. There’s nothing she can’t do when she sets her mind to it.

I follow the three of them through the store while Ronnie clutches her list and talks to herself under her breath about the repairs her place needs. They’ve already turned down another aisle when my phone dings.

I pull it from my purse, frowning when I see it’s not a text message from my dad. I half expected him to text me about that new legal contract I reviewed yesterday. Another brand wants to partner with us, and they put some sneaky language into the contract that could negatively impact us.

Together, my dad and I run a company called Molly and Milo, a nod to my own Jack Russell Terriers who inspired me to create a blend of dog food that’s healthy and satisfying for dogs. Three years ago, the brand went viral and now the company is growing like crazy.

The notification isn’t from my dad though, and it’s not a message from Stuart either. No, this is a notification that the camera in my bedroom has been turned on by the motion sensor.

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Advertisement Bronco (Cuddle a Cowboy #1) Read Online Mia Brody http://www.books2020.com/bronco-cuddle-a-cowboy-1-read-online-mia-brody Sun, 12 Jul 2026 16:11:55 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/bronco-cuddle-a-cowboy-1-read-online-mia-brody Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Insta-Love, Virgin Authors: Mia Brody Series: Cuddle a Cowboy Series by Mia Brody
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Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)

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I did a teeny, tiny bad thing for a very good reason.

Lauren

When I heard my aunt was about to lose her home, I couldn’t just sit by. I had to do something. So, I started a fundraiser inviting people to cuddle a cowboy and well, it kind of went viral.

Now, women are bidding on these big, bearded cowboys who are grumpy and scowling. But the grumpiest one is Bronco. He’s my brother’s best friend, and he’s furious with me for using his farm this way.

I should probably tell him that I got the winning bid on him.

Bronco

This cowboy wants to cuddle. Problem is, the only one I want to cuddle is my best friend’s little sister. She’s sunshine and sweetness and temptation rolled into one vintage vixen.

When I told her to use the farm as a fundraiser, I had no idea she’d be putting me on the auction block.

Now, it’s time for this cowboy to put his boot down and show Lauren that she’s the one who belongs in his arms.

If you love a gruff cowboy who will do anything to make his curvy woman smile, then climb onto Bronco’s horse. It’s going to be a wild ride, but you’ll ache in the best way.

This is a steamy cowboy rom com with plenty of on-page spice between a gruff cowboy and his curvy woman set in the welcoming, small town of Courage County. If that sounds like your kind of story, click to read now

*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************

Chapter 1

Lauren

I read a statistic that said if you have one person you can call in the middle of the night who will drop everything to come help you, then you should count yourself lucky. Well, I guess I’m doubly lucky because my person also happens to be a cranky cowboy with a heart of pure gold.

“Hey, sweetheart.” The moment, I hear my brother’s best friend’s voice some of the tension bleeds from my shoulders. He is the cranky cowboy. He’s cranky with everyone. Except me.

I stare at my bedroom wall where the water spot grows bigger by the second, a distinct rushing sound behind it. I whisper into the phone, “I need you.”

“I’m on the way.”

It’s two in the morning. He doesn’t sound all that awake, but his tone is gentle. It could make a girl think she were special to him if she were foolish enough to believe in such things. “I’m sorry to wake you.”

“Wasn’t sleeping anyway,” he answers as if I can’t read the lie in his rumbly voice. Still, it makes me feel better that he’s trying to make me feel better. Bronco has been like this as long as I’ve known him, though I’ve only known him for a few years.

He and my brother, Vale, became best friends when they were serving in the Marines together. They were supposed to come home and start a ranch for veterans, a place where guys returning from combat could transition back to civilian life.

Except that only one of them came home.

Now, Bronco looks after me because I’m his responsibility. The little sister he inherited from Vale. Problem is, I’ve never once looked at Bronco and thought of him as a big brother. I’ve always thought of him as a man—a big, gruff man with eyes that are stormy blue and a bushy beard I want to touch.

I listen to the sound of his quiet breathing and the rustle of clothes as he pulls them on. Does Bronco sleep naked? Is that a normal thing to wonder about your brother’s best friend? Somehow, I don’t think it is.

I wish things were different between us. I wish he’d want me back. I wish he’d take me in his arms and kiss me until I can’t think anymore. But if I can’t have that, then I wish I didn’t think of him at all. I wish I could be content, happy even, with his begrudging friendship.

Instead, I’m stuck with a helpless crush that I’ve never been able to shake. I guess, it’s my fault really. When Vale told me about Staff Sergeant Hayes, a gruff loner with no family of his own, something in my heart hurt.

I hated the idea that there was a man out there, willing to give everything to protect his men and no one was looking out for him.

After that, when I sent care packages to Vale, I included little treats for Bronco. He never said thank you or acknowledged a thing I did. But I knew it mattered. I knew it in the way that only someone who’s been abandoned too could know it.

“Tell me something,” he says, and I hear the truck door slam. He’s on the way. Help is on the way. Tears prick at my eyes when the thought comes, and I have to blink them back. Bronco doesn’t know how bad things are here. No one does.

I haven’t told him because it’s not his mess. This is my mess. I made it. I have to figure out how to clean it up. Except that I’ve never been so scared in my life, and I’m terrified that the people I care most about are going to pay for it.

“Like w-what?” I ask, stalling for time.

“A favorite memory,” he answers easily. “What’s one of your favorite memories?”

It only takes me a moment to think of one. “There used to be a magnolia tree on the property. It was the first thing I noticed the day my mom aban—dropped me and Vale off here.”

I’m not sure how much of our past Vale told Bronco. I don’t guess it matters. A lot of kids are abandoned by their drug addicted mom. Most kids just aren’t abandoned by their mom at a retirement community.

My Aunt Elaine is the director of the Wildflower Retirement Community. She didn’t blink or hesitate when my mom left the two of us on her doorstep. She hugged both me and Vale, gave us her trademark sunny smile, and promised that things were going to be all right.

Because of her, I grew up in this retirement home. I spent my days running the halls and doing craft time with the seniors. It was like having a big extended family filled with dozens and dozens of grandparents. Most of them doted on us, and very few complained about the noise we made. Instead, we were embraced as part of the community.

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