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Hunter Girard is an aspiring musician who has just been chosen to play live for a drag queen show. Hunter is also a recovering alcoholic with a past from which he’s still healing.
On stage, “Starry Daye” is one of the stars of the show, confident and beautiful, but in real life, Mitch Walters abuses prescription drugs to dull the pain of his childhood abuse and dreams of the day when he can be as confident as his stage persona.
When Hunter and Mitch meet, their attraction is undeniable and the sex is hot as hell, but with all their baggage, they’re going to have to work hard to turn lust into love and not just another addiction.
Mitch managed to sit up to drink the ginger ale and drained the glass in one long gulp. Then he slid under the comforter and sheets as Hunter had directed him. As soon as he was in a warm place, he realized he’d been freezing. He hadn’t even noticed the cold until then.
“How long does the crap take to wear off?” Hunter refilled Mitch’s glass, then went to the other side of the bed with his own glass, which he set on the nightstand.
“Depends,” Mitch said. “I’ll be okay by morning. I mean, it is morning, but I need to sleep.” He yawned. “See? Stuff makes me tired. I need to sleep.”
“Yeah, and so do I.” Hunter got into the bed, keeping a careful distance from Mitch. “We’re going to talk about this. Not now, because I don’t know if you’d remember a word I said, but we are going to talk about it.”
“Why?” It wasn’t as if it mattered. Once Hunter took him home in the morning or afternoon or whenever, they would probably never see each other again. Except at the club if Rocco decided to keep Hunter on as a musician.
That wouldn’t be good. Mitch would have to see the guy he loved every night and know he’d fucked up the whole thing.
It took him a few seconds to register that he’d thought the L word, and he wondered about it, but his brain wasn’t clear enough to figure out anything.
Meanwhile, Hunter had said something, and Mitch had completely missed it. He shook his head. Hunter sighed. “I said, because I don’t know if I’m going to be able to get you out of my mind easily enough to tell you to go fuck yourself. And I’m a little too stubborn to give up on you anyway.”
“I don’ gettit.” Mitch’s words ran together even more now. He needed to sleep. His eyes drifted closed, and he tried to force them open again, but he wasn’t sure if he succeeded, or if he was just seeing outlines through his eyelids. That happened sometimes.
“I know you don’t.” Hunter’s voice was growing more distant. “I’ll explain in the morning. Get some sleep. I’m going to turn off the lights.”
“Wait. No.” This time Mitch did manage to open one eye. “Need li’ on. Mine.”
“You want me to leave the lamp on beside you?” Hunter said. Mitch nodded, and Hunter turned off his own lamp. “Okay. I’m shutting off the other lights though. We don’t need those on, right?”
Mitch nodded again. He just needed a little bit of light to keep the monsters away.
The second Hunter left the bed to switch off the other lights in the room, Mitch’s heart stopped. He was alone. “Stay.”
“I’m not leaving,” Hunter said. “Just shutting off the lights. See?” He killed the light in the bathroom, which left the room illuminated only by the small lamp hanging above Mitch’s nightstand. Then he got back into bed. “I’m right here, Mitch. I’m not leaving you.”
His voice was so gentle it brought tears to Mitch’s eyes. For a moment Mitch was afraid he would break down like a little baby. He couldn’t let that happen. Hunter would consider him weak and whiny, and then he would leave regardless of what he said.
“Hold me.” Mitch wasn’t sure he’d said it out loud. He hoped not. He hadn’t meant to.
But Hunter nodded and moved closer to him. “Solara said you don’t like to be touched.”
“I don’…” Mitch trailed off, trying to wrap his brain around what he was trying to say so he could get the words out. “Know y’ere.” He hoped Hunter would be able to translate the last as know you’re here, because that was as clearly as Mitch could say it.
“You want me to hold you so you know I haven’t left?” He held out one arm. “Come here. Can you sleep if I’m touching you?”
“Dunno.” He wondered how Hunter knew he’d had trouble sleeping in the past with someone else in the same bed. It must have just been part of the magic of Hunter.
“Let’s try,” Hunter said. “Put your head on my chest, and I’ll just keep one arm around you so you can move away if you need to.”
Mitch scooted closer to him. He’d never been able to sleep in the same bed with another person. Sometimes he couldn’t even sleep with someone else in the same room. It was impossible to know what they might do to him.
But Hunter wouldn’t do anything. Mitch couldn’t have said how he knew it, but he had absolutely no doubt. He rested his head on Hunter’s chest, and Hunter’s arm curled around his back. A strong arm. One belonging to the man who would fight all the nightmares. The man who would protect him.
“I’m right here,” Hunter murmured. “You can get up if you need to. I’m not going anywhere.”
The last few words trailed into fog and haze as Mitch gave up fighting the pills. His eyes closed by themselves, and he didn’t know anything more.
He had no nightmares.
Awarded 4 1/2 star review and Crowned Heart Award for Excellence by InD’tale Magazine, November 2013
Will Luke accept his son, Phillip’s Blindness?
When Phillip Johnson is injured in a wagon accident and blinded for life; his father must come to terms with the fact that his only heir will be unable to run his beloved ranch unaided.
Luke struggles to accept his son is still whole; even the beautiful teacher he employs to help Phillip can’t seem to break through Luke’s walls.
An event on the ranch will prove Phillip’s worth and change their lives forever.
Follow Luke and Phillip’s journey as they come to terms with their new lives.
This book gives an overview of the use of Braille but some facts have been embellished for the sake of the story
“Marie, will you please just consider it?” Luke asked for the third time in twenty minutes. He was tired of constantly having the same argument with his wife.
Marie stood with her hands on her hips and pursed her lips as she listened to Luke plead. “For the last time; I am not going to home school Phillip. I have better things to do with my time. If Meg can’t teach him any more then he will go to school.”
Luke watched as his wife stormed from the room. He would not let Phillip be sent off to a boarding school in Austin, he wanted to teach his son about life on a ranch.
It was the life Luke loved and he hoped his son would too. If Marie wouldn’t home school their son then he’d hire someone who would.
Marie was such a restless soul; he should never have brought her from Austin to live on his isolated ranch.
She was city born and raised, the only child of a wealthy banker and his wife, and she was more suited to the contacts and social life the city provided.
In the beginning, because of her loneliness he had encouraged Marie to visit the city, but over the last couple of years he suspected she had a lover.
Their marriage was far from perfect; in fact it was a disaster, but to cheat on him with another man. The pain of betrayal was like a knife twisting in his gut.
Years before he’d fallen in love with her beauty and spirit but it was this very spirit that had begun tearing them apart after only six months of marriage.
They had not shared a bed or a bedroom for years, an arrangement that suited them both, and they avoided each other at every opportunity.
Luke wasn’t sure what he felt for Marie any more – indifference, contempt, sympathy; it most certainly wasn’t love. As the mother of his son he had told her he would give her a home with him for as long as she wanted but he refused to pay for lodgings in town where she might be at the beck and call of a lover.
He’d made it quite clear that if that was what she wanted she would have to find a way to pay for it herself or have her lover pay. Phillip would most definitely not join her.
Marie hated the ranch and she had used every trick at her disposal to try to make Luke sell and take her back to the city. It was all to no avail so she had resolved to stay until Phillip was old enough to be sent to a boarding school in the city; that time had finally come.
She had steadfastly refused Luke’s request to allow him to grow up on the ranch. She had said she would not allow her son to grow up in such a backwards place that afforded him no opportunities.
She knew Luke was tired of arguing over it and the sooner she had Phillip ensconced in his school, the sooner she would be free to settle in the city and begin living her life.
Luke strode into the kitchen and found Phillip clutched tight to the bosom of Meg – his cook/housekeeper, and up until now, Phillip’s teacher.
When Phillip noticed his father he disengaged himself from Meg’s grasp and ran to where Luke had crouched down and now held his arms outstretched. Luke swept his son up and held him close as he stood and walked into the parlour.
“Did you hear pardner?” Luke was becoming concerned with the effect the frequent arguments were having on their impressionable child.
The arguments seemed to be disrupting the household more and more and Luke was grateful that Meg protected Phillip from them as much as she could.
“You arguing again?” his brother, Nathan, asked as he marched into the parlour seconds behind Luke. “I heard you clear on over to the corral.”
“Yeah; Marie is still insisting on sending Phillip away to school but I just can’t let it happen.”
“Big brother, you can’t force her to keep Phillip at home and teach him. She wants to go back to Austin herself, you know she isn’t cut out for this life.”
Luke looked thoughtfully at his brother. Nathan had fallen in love with Marie the first time he’d met her. He had told Luke repeatedly for the first couple of years they were married that if Marie was his wife he would give up the ranch and take her off to a city for the life she so desperately wanted.
If Nathan didn’t love and respect his brother as much as he did, Luke thought he might have saddled up with Marie and headed off to Austin a few years ago.
Fortunately, as Nathan had grown older he’d also grown wiser and he could see Marie now for the woman she was. He told Luke she was everything he didn’t want in his wife.
Luke couldn’t, and didn’t want to, leave the ranch he loved more than anything else in the world; except for his son. His father and grandfather had worked hard to build the Circle J Ranch from nothing when they’d first arrived out west from Tennessee. Luke was convinced it was Phillip’s legacy he protected.
Marie could do what she liked.
He’d gladly give her the divorce she’d been asking for lately, but he would never give up his son.
Marie stomped upstairs and angrily threw some of her belongings into a large suitcase, she would send for the rest of her things once she was settled. “I will not stay on this Godforsaken ranch a minute longer than I have to.” Her clothes were becoming more and more crumpled as she continued to stuff as much as she could into the case. “I am leaving this place tomorrow and I am never coming back.”
Once she was satisfied she had what was needed, she sat on the lid of her suitcase forcing it closed and managed to secure the clips and the straps. She placed the case near the door and stormed across the hall to Phillip’s room.
She pulled a suitcase from under his bed and placed it onto his mattress. She took more care folding his clothes. It wouldn’t do for the school mother to see she’d only thrown them all in.
Marie had been planning her ‘escape’ from the ranch for more than six years now. She had prayed for the time to pass quickly so Phillip could be sent off to school. She couldn’t wait to finally be with her lover of five years in Austin.
While she stood folding Phillip’s clothes she pondered how she had let herself fall for a man like Luke Johnson She admitted she had been cossetted and spoiled all her life, protected and hovered over by her doting and wealthy parents.
Luke was earthy, unrefined and dangerously exciting to her as a girl of 18 and she’d fallen in love with his handsome good looks and his tall sculpted body.
She hadn’t considered what life on a isolated ranch would be like. She’d been horrified when he’d brought her to his home as a new bride. It was half an hour from Austin by horse and an hour by wagon.
Marie had been used to living in the centre of Austin where she could indulge in the fast paced lifestyle of 1880 whenever she pleased. She was adamant that this savage wilderness just would not do and she began to develop a plan for Luke to sell and take her back to the city.
None of Marie’s plans were successful. Threats, tears and cajoling didn’t get through. After she’d given birth to Phillip she’d been forced to stay longer than she’d expected.
Marie knew how much it would hurt Luke to have Phillip taken away but was determined to make him as unhappy as he’d made her.
The years had taken her love for her husband and turned it into a deep seated hatred. She wanted revenge, and depriving Luke of his son was the way to do it. She was finally on the verge of getting her much longed for freedom and no-one, neither Luke nor Phillip, would stand in her way.
After closing Phillip’s case she carried it to her room and placed it on the floor next to her own. “Just another few hours my darling, Jack and we’ll finally be together.” Marie lay on her bed to rest before supper.
“I don’t care what Marie does Nathan but she’s not sending Phillip off to school.” Luke sat down in an overstuffed, brocade covered chair which faced the fireplace and settled his small son onto his lap. “I’ll hire a damn teacher for his reading, writing and ciphering. Running of the ranch I’ll take great pride in teaching him myself.”
Nathan sighed and folded his long, lanky body into the chair next to his brother.
“She’s only doing this to hurt me you know.” Luke ran his large calloused hand through his thick mop of dark, curly hair and sent a piercing gaze to his brother. “She must really hate me to want to hurt me so badly.”
Nathan heard the sorrow in his brother’s voice. He didn’t deserve to be treated the way Marie was treating him He’d try and talk to her later and see if he could get her to soften her stance.
“Pa, I don’t wanna go away to school. I wanna stay here with you and Uncle Nathan and Miss Meg and Smoky. Please don’t let Ma take me away. I don’t like her.”
Phillip was a miniature version of his father with his thick, dark, curly hair and his piercing blue eyes. Luke saw the pleading in those eyes now as his son looked up at him.
“No-one’s gonna take you away cowboy, I promise you. I want you to stay right here with me. How about after I’ve finished branding some of the cattle in the morning we go into Austin and I’ll see what I can do about finding you a teacher?” Luke grinned down at his son as he brushed a stray curl from his forehead.
Phillip nodded eagerly. “I’d like that, Pa, and I promise you, I’ll learn real hard so you’re proud of me.” Phillip appeared much happier as he hopped down from his father’s lap and ran off to play with his soldiers.
“Marie isn’t going to let you keep him here without one helluva fight Luke.” Nathan warned his brother. “She wants him to grow up a dandy like her friends in town; I’m sure of it.”
“She’ll just have to change her thinking. It’s not what she or I want. It’s what’s best for Phillip and what he wants that matters. You heard him, he wants to stay here. When he’s older, if he wants to go off to school in the city I’ll willingly let him go with my blessing. It’s not the right thing for him now. He needs his father’s guiding hand and I’m going to make sure he gets it.”
“I’ll help you in any way I can, you know that. If you want to keep Phillip here I’ll try talking to Marie for you.” Nathan wasn’t sure it would help but he would at least try.
“I don’t reckon it’ll change her mindbut you can give it a try, I think I’ll have to go and have a talk to Judge Bennett about it. Don’t want to, but I just can’t see any other way with Marie being so stubborn.”
Luke didn’t want his and Marie’s problems to become any more public than they already were. If he wanted to keep Phillip, he didn’t have much of a choice.
Supper was a quiet affair. Thankfully, Marie refused to argue with Luke in front of the ‘hired help’ as she called them, although Luke didn’t know why not.
The shouting when they argued often escalated into a roar and could be heard by Meg, Smoky and anyone else who happened to be within fifty feet of the house. At least he could enjoy his meal in peace. He could never be sure when Marie would be finished with him.
“Pa, can I come out with you and watch the branding tomorrow?” Phillip asked before stuffing his mouth with some of Meg’s delicious roast potatoes.
“No you can’t!” Marie snapped and her vehemence made all eyes swing towards her.
She’d never stopped Phillip from going with Luke. It got him out from under her feet, she used to tell Luke, so he wondered why she was stopping him now.
“I want Phillip to stay here with me so I can listen to his reading and see how far he’s progressed with his writing.” Marie lied so she could cover her plans for tomorrow.
Jack had told her he would meet her out by the river in a grove of trees so they wouldn’t be seen heading off.
She knew the place well; they had often met there during the day and laid out a blanket so they could make love.
She would sneak out after dark with their luggage and hide it amongst the trees ready.
She had decided to tell Phillip they were going for a walk to the river as a reward for him being so good with his learning. She hoped he would go with her willingly or she didn’t know what she would do. If he decided to scream his father and uncle would be there in minutes and her plan would be foiled.
“He’s doing very well, ma’am.” Meg startled Marie from her thoughts. “I just wish I’d had more learning so I could teach him more than the basics. He’s really very clever and learns fast.”
Meg hated the thought of Marie sending Phillip away. She’d spent more time with him than his mother had and the thought of him being ‘locked’ away in some boarding school at such a young age broke her heart.
Luke tried hard not to get his hopes up. “Are you considering teaching him after all Marie?” He didn’t know why or if she’d changed her mind but experience with her previous lies had taught him to be wary.
She was a beautiful woman on the outside with her shapely figure, flowing black hair and pink pouty lips. Luke knew inside lay a heart of stone and a mind capable of all sorts of deceit.
“I will give it some thought but I’m not promising anything. I will give you my final decision tomorrow.”
Luke wondered at the curtness of her answer and watched her skirts swirl about her ankles as she sashayed out of the room and up to her bedroom.
Nathan raised his brows when Luke turned towards him with a quizzical expression on his face. “Don’t trust her Luke. I reckon she’s planning something and I don’t think we’ll like it much.”
Considering Nathan was only just 21; Luke thought he was very perceptive.
“Hmmm, I think you’re right, but we’ll give her a chance to show us she’s telling the truth.”
Phillip had watched the exchange between the adults with interest. “It doesn’t matter what Ma decides, I can still stay can’t I Pa?” The look of despair in his innocent eyes brought tears into Luke’s.
He swallowed the lump in his throat. “You’re not going anywhere pardner. How about we get you into the bath and then into bed? I’ll tell you the story about the time Grandpa got stuck in the outhouse with a rattler.”
Phillip bounced out of his chair and started for the steps. “Come on, Pa, I love that story.”
Luke laughed and excused himself from the table before he crossed the room and caught up with his son.
The sequel to Award Winning – Blind Acceptance
Phillip Johnson has been blind since the age of six after sustaining a head injury in a wagon accident.
At 18 years old, he has made the decision to head to Macarthur to attend the Wyoming College for the Blind. He plans to study Civil Government Law and Political Economics.
It is here that he meets Belinda and he falls deeply in love with her. Belinda hides a dark and dangerous secret.
A ruthless man is obsessed with owning her. This threat has the power to ruin their relationship and put their lives in jeopardy.
Can they overcome such obstacles and find happiness together?
Six months had passed and Phillip was thoroughly miserable. Teachers favoured him for his good nature and excellent grades while other students taunted him mercilessly for it. He thanked the Lord daily for his friendship with Daniel. Without him school would be unbearable and he would be on the next train back to the ranch.
He was now familiar with the classrooms and labyrinth of hallways so he was able to get around if Daniel was required elsewhere.
It had been a long day and he tapped his way back to his room. He was startled from his thoughts by an ear piercing scream. Coming to an abrupt stop he listened. Sounds of a scuffle and banging came from what he knew was a classroom ahead. He approached and threw open the door without hesitation.
“What the hell? Get out!” a gruff voice bellowed.
“Please help me.” A girl’s agonized plea tore at his heart.
“What’s going on?” Phillip demanded to know.
“None of your damned business, half-wit. Get out.” Phillip could not place the voice.
“Let me go,” she screamed again.
“Let the young lady go.” Phillip said angrily. “Come here to me Miss.”
He could hear her struggling to get free.
“I have asked you to let her go. I will not ask again.” Phillip loaded his voice with menace.
The man guffawed. “Do you really think a blindy like you can stop me?”
Phillip used the man’s voice to help him move closer.
The girl took advantage of her captor being distracted and bit down hard on his arm. He yelped with pain, and she wrenched free of his grip and launched herself into Phillip’s arms.
The air rushed from his lungs as she collided with his chest. He wrapped his arm protectively around her trembling body as she sobbed into his shirt.
Phillip lifted his cane as a warning for the man not to approach. “I am taking her to speak with Mr Carver. I expect he will also want to speak with you.”
The girl in his arms continued to tremble and sob.
“Come with me. We’ll ensure this never happens again,” he told the girl gently.
She moved from his grasp and wiped the tears from her eyes. Mr Collins, I will make you sorry for this,” she promised bravely.
“As if Mr Carver would believe you over a teacher he respects and trusts. I will tell him you made advances towards me,” he snarled.
The girl grasped hold of Phillip’s hand. Her obvious terror fired his anger.
“You forget, sir. I was here.”
“You’re blind,” he sneered. “How would you know what was happening?”
“A girl doesn’t scream like that if she is a willing participant.” Phillip tightened his hold on her hand and pulled her from the room.
“We will check Mr Carver’s office first. He often works late so he may not have gone down to his cottage yet.” Phillip led her back down the hall he had just come from.
“What is your name?” he asked.
“I’m Belinda. Thank you for rescuing me.”
“My name is Phillip and you are welcome. I’m just happy I came along when I did. What happened?”
Today I has the pretty for you. Yes I do. Just take a look at this:
Isn’t that a real looker?
Well my heroine Samantha Gold would sure think so. She’s a back-to-lander girl living in a tech-filled world created largely by her father. Yep. Good old dad. To say they didn’t get along is an understatement. They avoided contact for the longest time. But when he turns up dead… she’s in deep trouble with his murderer whether she wants to be or not. And only the big, hunky mechanoid, special agent Everett, can save her.
Security Core agent Everett is assigned a special case—protect the daughter of Simon Gold, the father of modern mechanoid life. To ensure her survival, Everett’s given a special EMO upgrade, and can experience love for the first time. He’s soon head over heels and the super-charged sexual attraction threatens to fry his circuits while he fights to stay one step ahead of the bad guys.
Samantha Gold detests her father’s work. She’s an off-the-grid back-to-lander who wants to keep life simple with her cows and her crops. When her father dies and inadvertently transfers a secret code to a hidden receptor in her brain, it’s only android Agent Everett who can protect her. Can she ever forgive her father for creating Everett—a man so perfect for her that he even loves her cows?
A deafening crash drowned out all other sounds. She whipped around to see splintered wallboard flying and two men dressed in dark suits and sunglasses coming through the breach. They both headed directly toward her. She gasped in a breath and froze, every bone in her body turning to ice. The moment she’d dreaded had finally happened—they were coming to take her away for being an unfit citizen.
One of them pulled a gun. “Stay where you are, Miss Gold, and we won’t hurt you.”
The hell. She dodged right and fled down the next aisle, the clerk zooming after her with her purchase.
“Miss? Miss? Did you want to have this gift wrapped? Miss?”
Seconds later a thud shook the floor, probably the clerk being run over by the two thugs. She didn’t waste time looking back to find out. Sucking in air while running full tilt, she raced for the only exit she felt safe taking—the escalator.
Down she went, shoving people aside, and jumping over small children. Down, down, down as fast as she could. Screams split the air behind her, but she could not stop. Fear pounded in her veins, making her limbs loose and wiry and her mouth dry. Got to reach the bottom. Got to get out of here.
Her foot finally landed on the last step. She pushed off and collided with a massive wall of chest. A strong arm came around her, pressing her tight.
“Darling, there you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.” The voice was calm and smooth.
Before she could catch her breath and ask him to ID himself, they were moving. Well he moved—her feet weren’t even touching the ground. He’d swept her up in his arms as though she weighed less than a feather. Through the crowded floor he ran, holding her so tight she wasn’t jostled. They traveled so rapidly the wind made her eyes tear. She turned her head and looked behind them. The two goons still followed. My God, they move so fast, they can’t be human.
“Everett, my name’s Everett.”
She blinked, stunned. He didn’t even sound out of breath. How could that be possible? “Everett, the goons, they’re gaining on us!”
“Then it’s time for us to get out of here, my dear.” He took a hard left and started muttering “B42”, “B42”, whatever that meant.
She whipped her head back around in time to see him hold out an arm, fire some strange weapon, and completely obliterate the elevator next to the bathrooms, leaving a black gaping hole in the wall. But he didn’t stop his forward momentum. He kept going. Right for the smoldering opening.
She gripped his shoulders tight, nails digging in. No. No, he couldn’t be serious. “Everett, no!”
But he was. He jumped through the hole and right off the edge of the fortieth floor. Straight into certain oblivion. Death himself must have trembled at the sight.
She closed her eyes and screamed as her stomach pitched into her ears. Down they went, and fast. She tried to calculate the seconds until impact but found her brain too paralyzed by shock to formulate the numbers. I’m going to die. I’m going to die. And all I wanted was a new spatula.
See what happens to Samantha and Everett as human and android come to terms with the fact they were made for each other in Download My Love, out now from Decadent Publishing!
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The sight at the end of her gun set Elizabeth Murphy on fire. Eighteen months without sex had her craving the touch of a man. Yet, most didn’t even cause a stir in her blood, but this one sparked a reaction in her libido.
She blinked and stared at the man riding across her land. What did he have that other men didn’t?
Wide shoulders and with his cowboy hat set low over his eyes, he moved with the gate of the horse as if he were an extension of the animal. The gentle rocking reminding her of…she lowered her rifle. A deep-seated yearning curled in her stomach.
As a woman on a spread by herself, she couldn’t afford to be friendly with strangers. No, she had to protect the ranch and greet everyone with caution.
Standing on the front porch of her cabin, she allowed her gaze to venture to the barn, then onto the corral where two horses stood. She’d brought them in from the fields a few hours ago in anticipation of her trip into town tomorrow. The sun sinking low on the horizon reminded her that she had supper waiting inside.
The increase patter of a horse’s hooves caught her attention and she stared again at the stranger.
“Might as well stop right there,” Lizzie called and cocked her gun. “I’m not much on uninvited guests.”
The man pulled on the reins, drawing the horse to a walk and then to a stop. “I can understand why a woman in your position might feel that way, but I’m a friend of your husband.”
The thought didn’t inspire warmth. Instead, she lifted her gun. “My husband was a gun-slinging gambler. He didn’t have the most reputable friends.”
A slight smirk passed over the man’s lips. He nodded. “Yes, but I knew him as a child back in Oklahoma. Heath Holmes is the name. I’m sure Daniel mentioned me once or twice.”
The name did sound familiar. What had Daniel said about Heath?
She licked her lips and fought the hunger to see this man’s strong muscular body naked and up close. She stared at his mount to gather more information. His black horse had the markings of a thoroughbred. The detail design of his saddle, and the rich quality of the man’s clothes spoke of someone who had money. So why visit her here?
“I recall the name, but Daniel didn’t particularly enjoy his childhood. His mother didn’t provide him with a great upbringing.” Lizzy lowered her gun to her waist but kept the barrel pointed at Heath. Could she trust him?
“True, at times he would have starved, if not for my family, but then with six mouths to feed, what was one more?” Heath swung his leg over the saddle and stepped down from his horse, and turned.
Lizzie’s mouth watered and her palms slipped on the gun. She rested the butt of her rifle on the porch railing for fear of firing it off accidently. Thoughts of what Daniel has said about his youth warred with her desire to get to know Heath better. Her gaze slid down his six foot frame, broad shoulders, full chest, trim waist, and thick thighs. Nothing about him seemed to hint at him not being able to take on any task.
“Right, Daniel did mention his mother’s love of whiskey and how your family was his saving grace.” Lizzy waved him over to the barn. “Why don’t you unsaddle your horse and put him in the corral? There’s a pump next to the water trough if you want to clean up and stay a spell?”
She stepped back as Heath grew closer. The desire racing through her body tempted her with thoughts of jumping off the porch and into his arms. With only a few kisses, he could have her out of her bloomers and be pounding his cock deep inside her within seconds.
A sigh escaped at finally satisfying her lust for sex. Stunned by the needy sound, she rushed on with, “I was just getting ready to set down for supper, if you’d like to join me?”
“Thanks, I’ll just get Sasha settled and be right in.” Heath grinned and led his horse to the barn.
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for a copy.
Today, I’m at Dena Garson‘s site, and I’m hosting a giveaway.
Please join me at Dena’s site - http://wp.me/p2504a-ev -
These are the choices of books (one given as a prize) for one lucky commenter!!
(Please note: if you’ve already won during my Seven Sensuous Days tour, you’re not eligible to win again during the tour)
1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit
3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take Me Away – #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR
10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book
11. Claiming Magique – Top Pick – NOR
12. Illicit Desire – Four Stars Romantic Times
13. Come Fill Me – Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures
Blurb for Seven Sensuous Days:
The night’s sultry, filled with carnal promise as Tessa participates in an agency event to raise money for charity. She’s chained and bared—as women were once displayed for a sultan’s harem—her sweet looks and full figure offered to the wealthy and powerful men.
Among them is Logan. To him, Tessa is so different from his late wife, the seemingly perfect female who cruelly stole his hope and future. Wanting only to forget and have a good time, he wins Tessa, demanding she be his in every way possible, engaging in all wanton acts, though not only for an evening…for seven sensuous days at his secluded Virginia estate.
A provocative proposal with such a dangerously virile man.
A week that changes everything, with Tessa’s exquisite vulnerability and Logan’s suddenly unquenchable desire more than either bargained for.
“Heat with Heart”
ILLICIT INTENT (5 FLAMES – MY READING OBSESSION)
ILLICIT DESIRE (4 STARS – ROMANTIC TIMES)
SENSUAL STRANGER (BOOK OF THE YEAR 2010)
DEEP, DARK, DELICIOUS (HOLT MEDALLION AWARD OF MERIT)
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Okay, I know this isn’t the only release party in March, but it’s the first one I’m taking part in, and I’m happy about it. Karenna Colcroft here, ready for spring and thankful that the weather today is supposed to be warmer!
It’s been a long winter, and a long week around my house. So I am definitely ready to have fun and party, and to share my new release with you all. My male/male contemporary novel I Should Tell You was released on March 4 from Loose Id, and I’m really excited to tell you about it. When musician Hunter meets drag queen Mitch, a/k/a “Starry Daye,” sparks fly–but will demons from their pasts keep them from a hopeful future?
If you’ve seen me at these parties before, you know I need to be sufficiently caffeinated before I start sharing and chatting. So I’m off to do that, but meanwhile please enjoy the GORGEOUS cover Fiona Jayde did for I Should Tell You.
I thought I would share an excerpt of my first historical western.
by: Anita Philmar
After a long cattle drive to Abilene, Trent McCall just wants to unwind. But in his absence, his father’s been making wedding plans…for Trent. The last thing he needs is a spoiled and pampered socialite for a wife. What he needs is a hard drink and a willing woman. An uncomplicated woman who understands a man’s need for release after a hard ride. Good thing he’s got one waiting for him.
Four years back East haven’t changed Catherine Turnberry’s mind. Her heart is set on neighboring rancher, Trent McCall. When an end-of-the-trail party threatens to put him in the arms of another woman, Catherine grabs the bull by the horns. Taking the place of the whore hired to pleasure Trent, she intends to give him a welcome he’ll never forget and show him what Texas passion is all about.
“Well, now, did you think I’d ever arrive?” He shut the door and tossed his hat onto the table by the door. Dark curly hair circled his head, and his dark brown eyes met hers.
“I had no doubt you’d get here eventually.” Her hands shaking, Catherine laid her book on the rocker and tried for a more seductive tone. “But I’d like to know what delayed you.”
One corner of his mouth turned up in a crooked grin, he stepped forward, and then paused. “Wait a second, don’t I know you?”
Catherine nodded and toyed with the knot holding her robe together. Should she shed her robe and try to seduce him first? Or just tell him her name?
He tilted his head slightly, and a frown formed on his lips. The subdued lighting of the lantern didn’t mask the lines marring his brow.
Apprehension slithered over her skin, and a lump the size of Texas grew in her throat. “I…uh…”
More of an accusation than a question, her name echoed in her head. “Yes, I…” She edged closer.
He shuffled backward until his back hit the door. “What the hell are you doing here?” His gaze dropped to swell of her breasts, and the cattywhumped expression on his face registered. Clarity filled her head. The man might deny it, but the heat in his eyes proved he found her appealing. Energy pulsed through her, and she untied the knot at her waist. “I decided, since we’re practically engaged, I didn’t want you sleeping with another woman.”
“Whoa, don’t even think about removing that robe.” He held out his hands to stop her, but his tongue slid over his parched lips and the blaze in his eyes sparked higher. Catherine’s confidence grew, and the doubt that had plagued her for the last few hours faded. He might resist, but she’d show him this was what they both wanted.
Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn’t cause any problem…could it?
Wading into the water, Carolyn Evans takes one step to far and finds herself neck¬-deep in the river and fighting for her life.
After saving Carolyn from drowning, Zack Goodman is trapped in an awkward situation when they’re both rescued by a steamboat and hauled on deck.
Naked and embarrassed, Carolyn is quick to save them from humiliation and claims they are married.
Will Zack release her from her claim of matrimony? Or will he teach her once words are spoken…they are not so easily retracted?
“Oh, God, I don’t want to die.” The girl in his arms dug her nails into his arm. Her muscles tensed, and she sank deeper into the water. He gasped a quick breath before the weight of her body pulled them both under again.
Water streamed up between them, and she turned in the circle of his arms. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she shoved him deeper in her attempt to keep her own head above water.
He sank into the murky depths and freed himself from her panicked grip. She yelled, and her foot connected with his chest. Air exploded from his lungs. He swam away from her and quickly rose back to the surface. A loud whir roared in his ears.
With one big gulp, he swallowed both air and water. His lungs rejected the mixture and he choked out a cough.
Plop. An object hit the water, and he stared at a floating white circle. Waves crashed around him.
“Grab hold, and we’ll pull you up.” A voice boomed from the steamboat.
Zack glanced around and caught sight of the girl struggling to reach the device. He swam to her and shoved her closer to the floating ring. Then he grabbed ahold of the device and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Just hold on, and they’ll lift us up.”
Her eye grew wider. “But…” She glanced at the boat’s railing.
The rope tied to the device lifted the ring onto its side. Zack tightened his grip on the girl and repositioned her into its center. “Put your head through here, and wrap your arms over the sides.”
She did as he instructed seconds before the device rose up between them. He wrapped his arms around the ring and grabbed ahold of the rope.
His feet dangled in the water for a moment before they swung on the end of the line. The motion slammed him into the side of the steamboat. Pain radiated along his right side, but he didn’t loosen his grip.
The rope jerked them upward.
“Oh, God, what if they drop us.” The girl buried her head in his shoulder. “Thanks for at least trying to save me.”
Her naked body plastered against him eased the pain in his back. Silky skin caressed his stomach and her warmth penetrated the fabric of his pants. Need heated his blood, alleviating the cold chill of the river.
He glanced up at the concerned expressions of the people lining the steamboat’s rail. His body hid the girl in his arms, and he wondered what the curious passengers would say when they finally arrived on board?
Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Water-Naked-Bluff-Texas-ebook/dp/B00EOCROYK/ref=pd_rhf_se_p_t_1_50S1
Right now, all of my books are half price at Smashword for the Read an Ebook Event.
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Hot Historical Western series – Naked Bluff, Texas
Hope you enjoy,