October is coming!
There are so many things I love about fall season. But there's one thing I'm not crazy about. Pumpkin spice coffe. I. Just. Can't.
I love pumpkin. Pumpkin pasta. Pumpkin pie. Pumpkin roll. Pumpkin seeds. Pumpkin scented candles. Should I stop now? But when it comes to pumpkin spice coffee "no, thanks you". I'd rather have butter cookie flavored coffee or a mocha flavored coffee.
Last year I went to a festival celebrating fall and everything was pumpkin. I found a booth that was serving pumpkin glazed donuts and all I can say is "YUM".
Do you have any traditions for the season? I'd love to hear...
The Fractured Texas Ranger
Start the season right. Grab my newest book (pre-order), a blanket, and a comfy place to settle your booty and read what makes The Fractured Texas Ranger (book 2) deliciously right for fall season.
💛Suspenseful
💛Sexy, alpha hero
💛quiet, introverted heroine who must endure
💛steamy open-door sex
💛conflict
💛happily-ever-after with a satisfying ending
Read an unedited excerpt:
Stepping
into the shadows of the entryway, picking the lock to Davani’s
offices was a piece of cake. The security cameras and alarm were turned off.
After
spending so much time watching, Hawkeye knew the layout of the office space. Although,
breaking in could be considered breaking the orders, Hawkeye couldn’t pass up
the opportunity of an open safe door. He hoped he’d find something that could
end the surveillance.
He felt
confident that he could get in and out without Davani being the wiser.
Hawkeye
made his way quietly through the front office and into the back room. He
dropped his bag to the floor, fished out a headlamp and situated it onto his
head. At the safe, he thumbed through the stack of files but found nothing of
use.
On the
second shelf he found porn videos of women who were barely eighteen. He knew
this because the title of the series was Barely Eighteen.
Sick
fuck.
Passing
on the videos, Hawkeye came to a thick envelope marked, “Margo”.
During
his research on Davani Hawkeye hadn’t come across anyone of interest named
Margo.
Lifting
the flap, he pulled out the contents—a stack of pictures taken of a slender
brunette. In some she wore sexy lingerie and a few she was completely nude. Her
long, raven hair cascaded over the pillow like a curtain and she appeared to be
sleeping peacefully, unaware that she was being photographed. The vulnerability
in the photos made Hawkeye sick.
Davani
was a bigger asshole than Hawkeye first thought. A dirty asshole.
Hawkeye
slipped the pictures inside the envelope and started to put it back into the safe
but stopped. For protocol’s sake he knew he shouldn’t take them. It was too
risky to take anything. However, the right thing to do was take the photos and
destroy them. That was the least he could do to save the woman some dignity. If
Davani was arrested the pictures would end up in some evidence locker after
being passed around.
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