Friday, July 17, 2015


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Blurb from Second Sunrise Cowboy (Book 8, Second Chance Series)

Dakota Childs stood at the cemetery in the rain on an unbelievably cold Texas afternoon. She’d quit her job and used up most of her cash to get here to say farewell to her beloved aunt. The last thing she needed or wanted was anyone’s pity, but when the tall, sexy stranger in worn hat and boots pulled out the umbrella, and offered her a place to stay, she couldn’t think of one good reason not to accept. When he steered his pale blue eyes her way, she was mesmerized…and instantly rethought her plans of leaving the small town. 

Cash Bailey loved his daughter, but being a single father could be trying and downright confusing. He had no clue how young girls dressed, or how to braid hair or the importance of picking out matching shoes. Physically, he missed having someone to hold. Emotionally, he missed having someone to love— 
what he’d lost when his wife died five years ago. Then in pops Dakota, her expressive eyes and innocent smile triggers something deep and intense in him. She’s giving, beautiful and braids hair like a champ. For the first time in a long time, he has an opportunity for happiness, but why can’t he shake the guilt? 

When things start to heat up on Havens Ranch, Dakota faces a decision that will change her life forever. Will Cash finally break his internal chains and accept the emotions in his heart, or lose happiness for a second time? 

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Thursday, June 11, 2015

Thursday, June 4, 2015


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Second Sunrise Cowboy

CASH STARED AT the petite blonde sitting on the throne staring at him with the most expressive eyes and pale complexion he’d ever seen. “Are you using that or just sitting?”
“Oh…do you need to use it?” She jumped up and swiped a hand over the lid. “I was just—”
“Eavesdropping?” He lifted a brow, finding it interesting that her cheeks turned a pretty pink.
She blinked. “I wasn’t eavesdropping. You caught me in the bathroom and before I could announce myself, well, you had company.” Her tongue slipped out, sliding across her cherub’s bow bottom lip. His dick jerked and he growled under his breath.
“So you heard, and saw, it all?” He rubbed his forehead. Getting embarrassed didn’t happen often for him, and he certainly wasn’t now, but he couldn’t deny he was a bit put off. He didn’t know what it was about this woman, but she put him on edge.
“I’m sorry. I saw a little,” she admitted.
He liked her honesty, but it didn’t change the fact that she didn’t make her presence known. “What that was, let’s just say, it’s a little messy.”
She shrugged and some of her natural color returned. “It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone. Should I leave so you two can finish?”
“It’s already finished.” Oops, there went her color again. Yeah, she thought he wanted to screw Lanie. He guessed that would be an easy assumption and he didn’t owe Dakota an explanation, but sleeping with Lanie was the last thing on his mind.

“Thank goodness.”

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Monday, May 25, 2015

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Excerpt from Second Sunrise Cowboy:

Cash stepped closer into the small space of the bathroom and she inhaled his masculine scent.  He gripped the edge of the sink, caging her between his thick, muscular arms.
“Would you hate me if I kissed you?” His gaze held hers.
His husky voice made her heart skip several beats. “I-I…no, I could never hate you.” Before she knew what was happening, he dragged his arms around her, pulling her against his chest and his heated breath caressed her cheek.  She shivered and it had nothing to do with the cold. The apex of her thighs quivered as she reached up and buried her fingers into his cotton covered shoulders, clinging to him as her knees weakened. As she stared at him, she waited for what he did next.
“I don’t know you, but I sure as hell want you,” he said on a ragged tone.
This made no sense at all. He came home a different man. Sure, she saw something had changed in him, and she could chalk it up to the fact that he’d caught her partially naked in his bathroom. But this was far from a moment. There was a deep tension rolling through him and it seeped from his every pore. 
A scorching heat traveled between them when he lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered, “You smell so good. It’s been a long time since I smelled something so sweet.”
She shivered from her hair roots to the tips of her toes. “You don’t smell so bad yourself, cowboy.” She’d never been good at seduction. She had no idea if her words were corny or did the trick, but the bulge rubbing her thigh told her he didn’t care what she said.
“If you don’t want—”
“I want,” she said a little too quickly. Yeah, she’d definitely have to work on holding back some.
He pressed her between his large body and the counter, smoothing his hands down her back. His fingers dug into her skin. A long breath came through his lips, as if he were holding back. She saw the evidence of his chaos in the depth of his sparkling eyes. They were the clearest blue, as if they were their own special color.
“The look in your eyes is almost damn near ripping out my insides.”
She tilted her chin. “That sounds painful.”

“Oh trust me. It’s painful, but so damn right at the same time.”

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He dropped his free hand to my knee and slowly moved his fingers along the quivering flesh between our bodies. My crease throbbed and an irrefutable craving built inside of me. I knew it had always been there and he only disturbed it from the cave—uncovered it like a hidden treasure chest that I’d buried long ago. His fingers moved to the elastic of my panties, rolling the wide pad of a finger along the seam. I knew I should make him stop. He would if I asked, but for the life of me, I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me. “Do you like this, sweetheart?”
“Yessss!” I relaxed my muscles. Parts of me stirred alive. Fire lapped at my veins. I opened my knees wider, gyrating the apex of my thighs against the bulge in his jeans. Tingles moved at the pace of thick molasses through my secret parts until spasms took over. His finger continued creating havoc on the pearl nested in my pussy lips. A tremor scorched through my muscles and I squeezed my legs around his sides while deep moans slipped from my lips. I tucked my face into his shoulder as heat washed over my skin.

 “Before long I will have you in my bed. Wet and pleading for me to put out the fire consuming your intoxicating body. But it won’t happen now, not until your mind and body are on the same page. I want more than a fuck.”
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Tuesday, May 5, 2015


Naughty has a price.

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EMERALD STONE AWOKE to warmth against her hip. She snuggled deeper into the inviting nest as prickles feathered across the back of her thigh, tickling her. She whimpered in protest, scratched her leg, and rolled to her stomach.
Her blankets had grown hair. The bed had turned lumpy and the sun’s rays were unusually bright coming through the bedroom window. Had she forgotten to shut the blinds?
Squeezing her lids tightly, she groaned in irritation, refusing to give in to the restlessness. She wasn’t ready to welcome the day. After last night’s shindig, her temples ached and her tongue felt like a cotton ball. Her stomach gurgled loudly in validation that she’d drunk too much—way too much. However, it wasn’t every day her sister got married.
Yup, she’d definitely need another good three or four hours before she faced the world.
Throwing one arm over her head, she welcomed another sexy dream of a cowboy. Not just any cowboy either, but one in particular. Nash Walters. She’d had no idea her next door neighbor had those kind of moves…on the dance floor.
She smiled and started to drift. Birds chirped loudly. Were they right above her head?
“Go away,” she mumbled. Who let a bird in the house? If her sisters did this as a joke, Em would pay them back tenfold!
The downshift drumming of a truck engine sounded on the lane and the distant hum of a lawnmower vibrated her eardrums. The strong scent of freshly mowed grass floated under her nose—and something else….
Shifting to her side, she threw her leg over the body pillow. Rubbing her cheek against the surface, she expected softness and the scent of fresh rain fabric softener. Instead, her favorite pillow smelled like spice and leather, felt hard—and had a heartbeat.
A heartbeat?
Every muscle in her body tensed.
What had she done? Scrolling through the fuzzy memories of last night, she thought over each one. Dancing…drinking…laughing.  Nash naked.
A naked Nash?
Oh no!
Slowly lifting a finger, she jabbed her pillow. Pillows don’t have nipples! And they don’t moan when poked.
Cocking one eye open, she stared into an explicit, bright sky.
She jerked up as her heart skipped a good ten beats. “Where the hell am I?” she whispered.
Another deep moan sounded from beside her. She closed her eyes shut. This must be a dream. Counting to ten, forward then backward, she finally opened her eyes. Oh shit! The stark reality that she wasn’t alone smacked her in the face. She wasn’t at home in her bed. She was in the bed of her truck, a horse blanket covering her, with the horse trailer hitched to the back.
Panic crawled down her spine as she peeked over her shoulder. Her mouth fell open and her skin scorched. Lying beside her, stretched out in all his fine, naked glory…Nash Walters
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