A Cowboy Sleepover! by Donna Michaels

Hi, it’s Donna Michaels and I’m a little bummed because I was supposed to be in Casper Wyoming at Kallypsocon right now, but had to back out when my daughter’s college move-in date got bumped up to this week. But, that’s life, right? Never a dull moment. So, I’m going to roll with it.

On a bright note, I am excited that I get to join Lori King’s Facebook cowboy sleepover party tonight! I’m up at 1am EST, (okay…technically, that’s tomorrow). I hope you’ll pop in! Here’s the link if you want to sleep with some cowboys…I mean, join us for the cowboy sleepover at Lori King’s Handcuffed by Destiny Slumber Party:

https://www.facebook.com/events/291300651261755/

In the meantime, I’m heading back to my writing cave to work on another yummy cowboy for Entangled Publications, but before I do, I’d like to share a little bit more of my latest cowboy from my Harland County series that’s also a Sable Hunter Hell Yeah Kindle World crossover!

Years ago, he unknowingly rescued his soulmate, now she’s back in Texas and about to save his guarded heart.

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Unlike his twin, Texas National Guardsman Sgt. Logan McCall would rather march barefoot and blindfolded through a cow pasture than date the same woman twice. After an active duty injury during a flood washed away his promising sports career and engagement years ago, Logan guards his heart more than his life until, fresh from deployment, he runs into a friend of the McCoys…literally. Hill Country’s newest resident is hotter than the wing sauce soaking into his shirt.

Mission on.

Graphic designer and carrier of misfortune, Chloe Davis is a danger to herself and those around her, so entertaining thoughts for the sexy cowboy wearing her hot sauce should be a no-no…not a hell yeah—especially considering he’s the guardsman linked to a horrible instance in her past. But when he turns out to be one of her clients, she can no more avoid him than the attraction sizzling between them. Chloe’s back in Texas determined to make a fresh start, and she succeeds in business but fails to resist the handsome soldier’s relentless pursuit.

But when he discovers her past, will he trust his heart or lose her forever?

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Cover photo by Cover Me Photography with Orestis Papapetrou

Excerpt

“Breakfast is served,” the waitress announced, practically pushing Chloe out of the way as she set a dish loaded with eggs and bacon in front of Logan, forcing him to release her.

She drew back and watched, amused as the woman set a plate stacked with pancakes, and another full of French toast on either side, then set a tiny plate in front of Chloe with a small carton of yogurt on it.

“I’ll get you more coffee.”

She watched Logan’s gaze track the waitress rushing away with the carafe, before he transferred his gaze to her plate.

“That’s not what you ordered.”

Chloe slapped her not so flat belly and snickered. “Guess she thinks I need to watch my carbs. At least it’s blueberry.”

His eyes darkened and lips thinned as he grasped the edge of the table and made to get up. “That’s not right. I’m going to have a word with the manager.”

“Wait! Don’t.” She set her hand on his taut arm, trying to think of something outlandish to say to defuse the situation. “It’s a miracle she even brought me yogurt, the way she’s focused on you. Can’t say I blame her. You are cute, you know.”

That did it. His head snapped back, and he blinked before the most amazing look crossed his face—changing the heat in his eyes from angry to sexy—making her all warm and tingly inside.

“You think I’m cute?”

“Hell, yeah.” She released him and sat back in her seat, having the good sense to back away from that taboo subject. “And since I doubt you’re going to eat the food on all three of these plates, and everything looks too yummy to waste, I’m going to do you a big favor and help you eat it, Logan McCall.”

“That’s mighty kind of you, Chloe.” His eyes twinkled as he spread his arms wide. “Help yourself. Take anything you want.”

Oh, see, now…he wasn’t playing fair. Her body immediately went into lust overload.

Stupid body. She ignored it and reached for the plate of French toast. “How quickly you forgot about that warning label of mine. You like to live dangerously.”

A shadow crossed his face. “I used to. Life has gotten…real lately. Sometimes it’s hard to remember to have fun.”

“I’m sorry.” Since she wasn’t sure what else to say, she concentrated on her food, swapping a piece of French toast with a pancake.

He reached out to grab her hand. “Don’t be. I’ve the feeling that’s about to change.”

“Here’s your coffee, handsome.” The waitress returned to set the carafe on the table, once again, making them break contact.

His mouth tightened again. “I’m not the only customer at this table, ma’am. I’d appreciate if you’d stop ignoring my friend.”

The woman stiffened and a ripple of distaste twisted her lips. “Sorry, sir.”

“Don’t apologize to me. Apologize to her.”

“Sorry, ma’am.” The insincere tone and look of distaste that twisted the woman’s lips as she flicked a quick gaze over her wasn’t lost on Chloe.

The waitress sized her up and found her unworthy of Logan. Normally, she shrugged things like that off. Chloe knew she wasn’t a size two. She hadn’t been since she stopped sprouting up and started to sprout out. She was tall and hovered between a size ten and a size twelve, depending on if pasta had been on the menu that week.

But, here was the thing, she embraced her curves. Liked who she was and didn’t usually let perfect, petite princesses get under her skin. For some reason, this one rankled. Maybe because it was in front of Logan. She didn’t know and couldn’t keep quiet.

“Oh, by the way, thanks for this.” She lifted the unopened carton of yogurt and, still holding the woman’s gaze, she nodded toward Logan. “I can use it to lick off his washboard abs later.”

The woman’s indrawn breath timed with his slacked jaw, but he recovered, big smile curving his lips while his gaze absolutely smoldered.

“Good thinking.” He winked. “Maybe we should get another so I can lap some off those delectable curves of yours, too.”

Chloe’s jaw threatened to drop, but she caught herself just in time. But her temperature spiked and whole body quivered at the picture his words painted. Damn. She’d never get that out of her head now.

With a grimace, once again, tightening her face, the waitress pivoted around and stalked back into the kitchen, leaving her alone to face the man she just publically announced she was going to ravage. Her boss. At least, she hoped he was still her boss.

Shoot.

What was wrong with her? She couldn’t seem to control her emotions around this guy.

God, she hoped her unusual outburst hadn’t just cost her this dream job.

“That was brilliant.” He chuckled and dug into his food. “Like I said earlier. I am going to enjoy working with you, Chloe Davis.”

She blew out a relieved breath and reached for coffee. “You say that now, but wait until you see me try to balance on one of those paddleboards. I hope you have good health insurance.”

“I’ll be fine and so will you,” he said, lips still curved in a smile as they ate and discussed the campaign.

Before long, her belly was full and so was her notepad, so she stuffed it back in her purse and glanced at him. “When do you want to start teaching me the proper way to paddleboard?”

“How about today? Right now?”

She reeled back. “Now? Well. Okay. Um…what exactly does one wear paddleboarding?”

“A bathing suit.”

Swell. She suddenly wasn’t embracing her curves quite so tightly. Especially since her black suit was kind of old and boring. And a two piece.

Once again, not something she normally worried about, but the thought of her curves spilling out of it in front of Logan made a difference.

Rising to his feet, he tossed a tip on the table for the not-so-nice waitress, and her heart cracked opened a little more for the guy who already owned such a big chunk.

Too much.

She squared her shoulders. The paddleboarding lesson was work related. She’d wear whatever was required—do whatever was required—and needed to get her mind back on the job. Chloe reached for the bill but Logan was quicker.

“The company’s picking it up,” he stated. “It was a working breakfast.”

Without waiting for her response, he strode to the cashier, so she grabbed her purse and headed outside. Hopefully, fresh air and a little bit of distance would help her regain some of the levelheadedness she was known for, but seemed to take a hike in his presence.

Definitely a new experience.

She tossed her purse inside her truck through her open window but didn’t get in. Her air conditioner was temperamental, and it was too hot to chance it not working.

“Ready?”

Chloe turned around and bumped into him, grossly miscalculating the distance between them.

“I’ve got you.” Two strong hands grabbed her arms to steady her, sending her pulse into orbit.

She automatically palmed his chest for balance and was hit with a delicious déjà vu from yesterday. Damn, there was something extremely sexy about a soft T-shirt on a hard body. Awareness spread in all directions, tingling her neglected good parts deliciously lined up hip-to-hip with his, thanks to her heels.

It wasn’t until she met his dazed gaze and felt his heart rock under her palm that she realized Logan was just as thrown by the crazy connection. She opened her mouth to apologize for her miscalculation but nothing came out. Then his gaze dropped to her lips and heated. The world kind of fuzzed away like that control she’d regained for a fleeting second while he’d paid the bill. But now he was here, holding her, eating her up with a gaze hotter than the sun beating down on them.

“Chloe,” he rasped out, his breath warm, lips so damn close all she had to do was lean forward just a hair and they’d touch.

Which would be foolish. Dumb. He was her boss. Her client. The dream guy she didn’t deserve. So, she ordered her body to step back. But her mush-for-brains mixed up and propelled her forward. His grip on her arms tightened as his mouth brushed hers, forging a connection of current that pinged through her body with unexpected force.

He groaned and covered her mouth fully, kissing her hot and wet and deep. She knew it. She knew kissing Logan would be mind-altering and amazing. That’s how he tasted. He made her head swim and legs weak so she ran her hands up his chest and down his arms to clutch his biceps, her thumbs brushing over his flexing muscles. That sexy tattoo. The scar.

Shit. The scar.

The reminder of how she’d ruined his life had the effect of a cold soaking.

She broke the kiss and stepped out of his arms. “I’m sorry. You’re a client. I shouldn’t have done that.” Blaming it on work kept him from questioning her odd hot-to-cold behavior.

She hoped.

Heat still consumed his gaze but he made no move to touch her.

With her mind back in working order, she opened her door and climbed in her truck. “I just need to find a hotel and change out of these clothes. Then if you can show me how to use the paddleboard your father wants in the brochure, I’d appreciate it.”

If he was upset by her about-face, he didn’t show it. He just smiled and closed her door, after making sure she was safely inside first.

“Okay. Follow me. I know a good place not far from here.”

Five minutes later, she drove behind Logan’s pickup down a dirt road surrounded by cypress trees and wondered where he was taking her. Although the drive was beautiful, it seemed like a remote place for a hotel. When he pulled up in front of a large two-story house with the most inviting wrap-around porch she’d ever seen, she figured he’d taken her to a charming bed and breakfast. The lure of the porch swing was strong and grew stronger as she parked her truck and got out.

“Hey, Logan.” A handsome guy wearing a baseball cap backwards exited the house and lumbered down the wide steps to the drive with a large grin splitting his face.

Chloe had seen enough newspaper clippings to recognize Logan’s twin Lincoln McCall, but even if she hadn’t, their resemblance was close enough to spell it out. Same height. Same unusual eye-color. Short, dark hair.

“Hello, Ms. Davis.” Lincoln held out his hand. “I’m Logan’s brother Lincoln. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Hello, Lincoln, please call me Chloe,” she said, shaking his hand, realization dawning. “So, I take it this isn’t a B&B.”

Lincoln laughed. “Nope. It’s Logan’s house.”

A strange sensation rippled through her stomach. He brought her to his home? Why? Did he think that kiss would go further? “I can’t possibly stay here.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s…I…It wouldn’t be right.” She frowned. “Is this because of the kiss?”

“No.”

Linc reeled back and grinned. “You two kissed?”

Logan ignored his brother’s question and stepped closer. “Relax. It’s not about that. We normally offer up the cottage for business associates, but it’s occupied by our ranch manager’s recently widowed niece.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” But she still couldn’t stay. “I think it’s best if I go back to town and check into a hotel.”

He lifted a shoulder. “If that’s what you really want, but I brought you here at my father’s suggestion.”

Mr. McCall suggested it? Damn. That changed things. She didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize her job.

Like kiss his son. Jeez, she was an idiot.

“There’s plenty of rooms,” Logan claimed. “It’s quiet. We can work longer hours without interruption.”

“All right. As long as I’m not putting anyone out.” And since Mr. McCall suggested it, she didn’t have to worry about him thinking she’d overstepped her boundaries.

“Nope. Not at all.” He nodded to his brother. “Linc and I will help you carry your things inside.”

Ten minutes later, after a quick tour, she stood in a spacious, comfortable bedroom and sighed. Only she would end up staying in the house owned by the one man in Texas she wanted to avoid. She’d already had a hard task in front of her just working side by side with the sexy man. How was she ever going to keep from jinxing him if they lived under the same roof?

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~Donna

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What a Month It’s Been! by Cynthia D’Alba

Wow! Where did the last month go? Time does seem to fly. Let’s see… what have I been up for the past month?

Well, first, I have a new great niece. Welcome Lydia Kate Mitchell to the world! 8 pounds, 10 ounces. 21 inches long. BIG baby! I finally got to meet her yesterday. (I’m up in NW Arkansas just to see Lydia) Obviously she’s beautiful. But she is such a good baby. We manhandled her from person to person (my mother is with me) and sweet Lydia never complained!

Oh, and next, my hair has started coming back in! It seems to be, um, GRAY!!! Damn chemo changed the color of my hair. Looks like it’s going to be curly. Well, this is a project to be reported on in the future.

Another piece of good news is that I HAVE FINISHED RADIATION for my breast cancer! Finished last Friday. That seems to have gone well. I’m still tired (and driving 4 hours to see my new great niece didn’t help that!) but overall, I’m doing great. Breast cancer is in the rear view mirror my life and fingers crossed it stays there.

Kindle World Cover for CCHmmm…. seems like one other event happened. Let me think… OH YEAH!! CADILLAC COWBOY CAME OUT LAST WEEK!

This book is a tad different from my usual books. Yes, it’s a love story. Yes, it has an alpha male but there is more humor that I usually write. I actually LOVE this story. There’s a magic to it that I can’t explain. It was a joy to write. Have you read it yet?

Here’s the official blurb:

A Texas lawman finds more than fall foliage during a drive in an antique convertible Cadillac to his new home.

Newly-hired Texas cop Shade Gruber agrees to drive his grandmother’s prize car from Chicago to his new home in Big Branch. He expects some car issues. He doesn’t expect to pick up a runaway bride.

On the run from her mobster fiancé, Victoria Vaught dashes from the church thirty minutes before the I Do’s. Stranded in her bridal attire by an unreliable car, she starts walking, needing as far from Chicago as possible.

Their road to love is filled with twists, turns and bumps. Hanging on to the one you love can be roller coaster ride with surprising results.

If you’ve got $1.99 hanging around, I sure hope you pick up Cadillac Cowboy!
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So what’s your news for the past month?

 

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Claiming Coral by Guest Blogger Maddie Taylor

About The Red Petticoat Saloon series:

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Author Maddie Taylor joins a long list of other USA Today and international bestselling authors to breath danger, suspense, intrigue, romance and a healthy dose of steam to bring this unique series to life.

Each stand-alone book tells the compelling story of a different woman, ‘a gem’, who comes to the saloon to find a safe haven and discovers they have become part of a family. Recurring characters appear in each book to allow readers continuity as they meet women who have learned to bend but have not broken under the harshness that life has to offer. It is a series where strong, loving men find not only entertainment at the saloon but the special women who reside under its roof.

 

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Claiming Coral

by Maddie Taylor

Excerpt:

“I don’t like you working here.”

She stiffened. “It’s honest work, and from what I’ve seen so far, decent money.”

“You’re a lady, sweetheart. That’s obvious to anyone one who’s got eyes. You belong in a drawing room serving tea, not slinging drinks for a bunch of rough prospectors.”

“Even ladies need to eat and have a roof over their heads, Mr. Magnusson.”

“It’s Bo. And being a saloon girl is not what you are cut out for. I know about Nathan Blackstone and your misfortune, coming all this way expecting to be a bride.

“You’ve asked after me?”

He smiled softly. “It’s a small town and a beautiful new arrival, down on her luck, is the talk of it.”

Heat crept into her cheeks at his compliment.

“It is such a shame, because when I met you that first day, fresh off the stage, that was exactly how I saw you. Wife to some lucky man, someone who would take care of you and keep you safe, and well away from the rough sort who would pinch your behind or pay for your time,” he murmured. As he did so, he moved in even closer, his hand sliding down her cheek to her chin, and angling it up. “Someone like me.”

“But you barely know me.”

“Which is something I’m hoping to change.”

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Balking at pre-arranged marriage number four to a man older than her father, Carissa Fulwiler leaves New York City humiliated and alone, but determined to take her future into her own hands. She travels to California to begin a quiet life on the western frontier as a mail-order-bride to a young man of her own choosing. But fate has never been kind to her and she arrives in Culpepper Cove to find her would-be husband dead from a freak accident, leaving her with little money, no job, and no place to live. With few options, Carissa ends up as Coral, the newest Gem at the Red Petticoat Saloon.

Bo Magnusson left his troubled past behind long ago and traveled west. Now that he’s established as the town’s blacksmith and owner of the busy livery stable, he’s ready to settle down and begin a family. One day, a down on her luck lovely redhead arriving by stage catches his eye.    She is obviously a lady and needs a man to protect her, especially when her dire straits force her to take a job dancing with lonely prospectors at the local saloon. This doesn’t sit well with him and he pursues her only to be politely, but flatly, rejected. But Bo is stubborn, and he won’t give up trying until his ring is on her finger and she bears his name, even if the convincing means that she’s sporting a bright red bottom while he rekindles her heart and keeps her safe.

Having at last won the stubborn young widow’s hand, Bo and Coral settle into their new life together, but their pasts come calling one day when her father’s man comes to town ready to drag Coral back to New York by whatever means possible. Tempers rise and secrets are revealed, but when the dust settles, will Bo and Coral still be together, or will the treachery and vindictiveness of those dead set against their love tear them apart?

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Author Bio:

A USA Today bestselling author, Maddie is also a lifelong reader. She became a romance junkie as a teen with her first romance novel, The Wolf and the Dove by Kathleen Woodiwiss. From then on, she was hooked, and gobbled up everything she could get her hands on, whether contemporary, historical, paranormal or sci-fi. If there was romance to be found between a strong alpha male, and a sassy, adventurous and ofttimes defiant yet loving woman Maddie was all over it. As an author, she stays true to those themes writing steamy erotic romance, with a side of kink, and adding elements of intrigue, danger and suspense to her plots.

Maddie started writing as a hobby. Her stories stayed private while she raised a family and worked full time as a registered nurse. It wasn’t until 2012 that she decided to take the plunge and submit her first book for publication: Captain My Captain. She found acceptance at Blushing Books and published an impressive twelve novels the first year.

She’s still juggling writing with her day job and you’ll find her working at her laptop into the wee hours of the night, scribbling plot ideas onto the notebook she always keeps handy, and working out the details of a scene while floating around in her pool with a lemon drop in hand. Don’t be surprised if you see her pulling over on the side of the road to capture an idea for a scene on paper, because as Maddie says, her best ideas always come when there isn’t a pen in a five-mile radius.

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maddie Taylor and Blushing Books!

Club Decadence Series
Faithfully, Prequel
Captain, My Captain, Book 1
You Said Forever, Book 2
Little Light of Mine, Book 3
Unbind My Heart, Book 4
Second Time Lucky, Book 5
What About Love, Book 6

Decadence L.A. Series
Master My Love

Under His Command (A novella in the Hero to Obey boxed set)

Decadent Nights Series:
Hooked

French Kiss

Anthologies:
The Sons of Johnny Hastings
With Hearts Aflame: Valentine’s Day Box Set
The Naughty List

Single Titles:
Surrender Your Grace
The Gift
Everything Christmas
The Juniper Bride

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Calhouns Behaving Badly–Em Petrova

Yeehaww, friends! I’m happy to be here today on the Wild and Wicked Cowboys blog! It’s been a busy summer filled with family and panty-meltingly hot heroes. At my desk it’s about 50 degrees hotter because I’ve been busy playing with the Calhoun family  from the ROPE ‘N RIDE series.

 

 

 

These bad boys (and one very bad little sister) are rodeo stars who happened to land a reality TV show. Buck and Ryder might have thrown a few punches, but Ridge is outdoing them all, lemme tell ya!

 

Read a snippet…

 

“Are you aware that charges are being pressed against you for striking that fan?”

“Don’t know anything about it.”

“Will you be helping Wynonna get out of her charges after the cops pulled her off the woman here in this very arena half an hour ago?”

Jesus. The cops? What the hell had Wynonna done? She’d just left him and Kashley. Of course, thirty minutes was nothing for his baby sister to hide a body.

Fighting back a growl, he responded, “Calhouns stick together. That’s all.” He thumbed his hat in farewell and twisted from the group. Cameras flashed, and one annoying cameraman from a popular TV show that loved to show the worst in people clung to him until he finally plastered his palm over the guy’s face and shoved him away.

Of course that was caught by another camera.

 

 

But this cowboy is definitely not just a bad boy. He’s multi-dimensional.

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DIRTY Excerpt from RIDGE:

She started to climb up his body but he stopped her. “Turn around. Ever ride reverse cowgirl?”

She quaked. No, but she’d watched some dirty movies with the move. She was a sucker for any video featuring boots and hats. Throwing a look over her shoulder, she positioned herself facing his feet. His long, haired legs stretched ahead of her, and he must be getting an eyeful of her ass.

She hoped she hadn’t packed on too many pounds. She liked her body, but she didn’t really know how she looked from that angle either.

“Arch your back. Push your ass back toward me.”

Oh God.

She did his bidding, bending her torso low so her breasts brushed his legs. The first touch of his hands over her ass cheeks ignited her. He rubbed them slowly, gently. Then spanked her hard.

She cried out at the stinging pleasure-pain.

“God, yes. So perfect.” He delivered another swat and another. By the fourth she was pushing back into his hand.

“All nice and red for me. I need you wearing my fingerprints.” He warmed her cheeks, right and left, until she nearly swooned from the desire building in her core.

“Please, Ridge.”

“Please what, my little slave? Do you want to sink over my cock?” He slipped his fingers into her center, and she gasped to feel he hadn’t only used one or two fingers. “Stretching you. I want you to know who touched you.”

How could she ever forget something like this? It was all she’d wanted for as long as she could remember.

When he removed his fingers, she gulped back a whine of disappointment.

“I think you need to be punished for not coming on my command, Kashley.” Crack! “That makes three times you didn’t come when I told you to.”

“I… It feels too good. I can’t make it to zero.” She wiggled uncontrollably, needing his fingers deep again.

“Oh you’ll make it. It’s all about discipline.” Crack!

She gasped around his slap, unearthly sounds coming from her lips. His cock brushed her folds, and she jerked her hips to push down on him, but he caught her. Held her still.

Crack, crack, crack!

 

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BUCK

RYDER

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Thanks for reading and I hope the end of your summer is filled with sweet tea, lazy drawls and some hot cowboys!

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Hell Yeah! Saddle and a Siren – Fall in Love With All Three Heroes in the Saddle!

Three compelling stories of heroes – sexy ones you’re guaranteed to fall in love with!

HOT IN THE SADDLE – Off-duty firefighter Treven Arnett is the person closest to Delta Pennington’s racecar when it bursts into flames. Will he regret risking his life when he learns the reason she came to Texas?

BADGE AND A SADDLE – When the missing person he’s been searching for strolls right into his house, Detective Rex Tarrow’s investigation takes a wild U-turn. Astronomer Mina Cooper’s reappearance triggers a dangerous game of hide-and-seek. He’s sworn to protect her, but will she get them both killed?

SADDLE AND A SIREN – Paramedic Clint Black comes to rancher Kally Zappa’s rescue, but she’s desperately in need of him for more than just medical assistance. While keeping her secret, they kindle a mutual heat that neither can resist, but will their passion burn out, leaving everything in ashes?

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Heroes in the Saddle, Randi Alexander

Excerpt from Saddle and a Siren:

“Clint.” Turning, she headed across the room and out into the hallway, then jogged down the hardwood floor of the long, wide hallway to his room. She stepped inside, knocking softly on the open door, but didn’t see him in his bed. “Clint?”

Water ran in the bathroom, and light shone out from the room. Was he in the shower? The sound stopped, then he walked out.

In his black boxer briefs. And nothing else.

“Oh, I’m…” She swallowed and backed up a step, but stared at him in the bright light from the bathroom. He looked taller than he had in his uniform, and his muscles bulged everywhere—chest, arms, eight-pack abs, thighs.

Looking away quickly, she avoided staring at the area just above his waistband where white-blond hair trailed down into his shorts.

“Everything okay?” He strolled toward her.

Everything was not okay, it was all jittering and shimmering and hot. “Yes.” As she looked down, she remembered why she’d come to his room. Kally held the binoculars for him. “Something is going on by the barn.”

He nodded. “I got a call a few minutes ago. They’re changing shifts. Sorry, if I’d known you were awake, I would have told you.”

“I wasn’t. Awake. So, that’s…” Relief washed through her, then something spicier and much more interesting as she took another long look at his chest and arms. “But I am now.” Biting her lip, she prayed that what she was about to say wouldn’t sound stupid. “And I’d like to spend a little time…” The words, in your bed just wouldn’t come out. “Looking at your bedroom.” Shit, she’d chickened out at the last minute and made herself sound like an idiot.

Turning away from his gaze, Kally looked at the huge bed, the gray leather furniture in the corner near the white stone fireplace, and the modern glass bar in the corner. “This is nice.” She curled her toes into the contemporary black, gray, and white rug that covered a good part of the dark hardwood floor.

“You like it?” He pulled on a pair of black satiny shorts, then a sleeveless T-shirt.

Finally getting the nerve to make eye contact with him, she shivered with desire at the look in his eyes. Sexy, always sexy, but open and curious.

He took the binoculars from her and his gaze dropped to her breasts.

She’d changed into a pair of skimpy pink PJs before she crawled into bed, and now her nipples poked at the front of the top, and the shortie shorts stopped just below her butt. Her belly tightened, firing off brain cells at a rapid pace. “Clint?”

“Yeah, Kally?” Coming from his lips, her plain old name took on a deep, seductive quality. Taking her good hand, he kissed her knuckles. “If we’d met under different circumstances…” He laughed. “That kinda sounds like a bad movie script.”

She stepped closer, wrangling up her courage. “It sounds like the beginning of something interesting.” Kally wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip by. This guy was a hero, a hottie, and a full-blooded hunk. The fact that she liked and respected him, and the knowledge that his body did something wicked to her, just added to her resolve. “And I want to know you better.”

Almost rolling her eyes at her awkward attempt at seduction, she chose to go for the physical. Setting her hand on his stomach, she licked her lips. “Is that what you want too, Clint?”

“Aw, baby, baby.” He tossed the binoculars onto the bed and tugged her close, tipping her back a few inches. “You know it is.” He must have just brushed his teeth, because his warm breath washed over her, tingling minty fresh into her nostrils.

With a hand at the nape of her neck, he kissed her, his firm, hot lips pressing to hers, his tongue teasing and tasting.

She sighed and opened her mouth, letting in the full minty taste of his breath, his tongue, and his groan. His tongue played with hers, flicking and swirling.

Kally slid her hand under his shirt and enjoyed the feel of his muscles bunching, tightening, and lengthening with his movements. Her belly shuddered, warmth and need sliding lower, making her quiver at that very spot between her legs that needed more. Needed everything.

“Are you sure, Ms. Kally?” His nose nearly touched hers as he stared into her eyes, evidently looking for the answer in her gaze.

“I am. More sure than I thought I’d be.” What did that mean? Sometimes things slipped out of her mouth before her head had a chance to consider them.

He paused. “I’m…not sure what that means.” He moved back a few inches. “I want you, Kally.” The long, thick rise in his shorts proved that to her. “But I need you to be all-in for it, too.”

****

Kally wanted to let go with Clint, to let him take her to bed and give her an hour or two of complete pleasure, devoid of any thoughts or worries or misgivings.

Clint held her close to him, one hand on her lower back, one at the nape of her neck, his breath on her cheek panting with his desire. Yet, it wasn’t like she’d just yelled, Yes, take me now! or something just as wanton, but instead she’d let go with a sentence that conveyed her inner turmoil. He watched her, waiting, patient, and hot. Hot to the touch under her hand pressing to his hard stomach, hot as in too sexy for her as his hard cock throbbed against her belly, pressing tight to her as if he wasn’t ready to let go. Ever.

Truth had eluded her the last few days, and she needed to recapture a piece of her personal integrity. Stepping back a few inches, she let her hand slide off his belly and forced herself cool down.

Taking her hand, Clint smiled. “Let’s figure out what’s going on down at the barn. Then we can figure out what is happening with us.” He grabbed the binoculars and led her out onto a huge balcony facing the barn, surrounded by the same glass railing as she had outside her room. Another truck pulled up to the corral.

He held the binoculars to his eyes. “Treven. Crazy man. Probably here to check that the shift change is going smoothly.”

Kally glanced around at the chairs and table with a folded umbrella spiked through the middle of it, the chaise lounges in one corner – uh uh, too tempting – then sat on the cushioned swinging couch. This was safe. Right?

Clint wandered over and sat next to her, on her right side, setting her cast on his thigh. “It’ll be light soon. Unless you want to sleep more, we can grab some breakfast and roll down to the barn, check on the cows.”

Kally smiled at his reference to her phone call to Pepper, then the grin left her face. “What do you think happened? How did I lose time that way?”

Easing closer, he laid his arm along the back of the swing, and she took the prime opportunity to lean into him and snuggle into his warmth.

“You probably went out for a while, but the doctors don’t think you’ve got a concussion.” He cleared his throat. “It might have been shock. Maybe it’ll come back to you after time.”

Shock? Was she that fragile that she’d tune out at the first sign of trouble? Setting her head on his shoulder, she gave a little mew. “I’m just glad I had the presence of mind to call Pepper.” She laughed. “For all the good it did.”

“The lady knows how to make an entrance, that’s for sure. She did call for help, which was the right thing to do.” Clint ran the backs of his fingers up her arm, softly brushing the side of her breast, bare under the thin pajamas.

A spike of desire shivered through her, and she turned slightly, pressing his hand to her breast. “Clint.” She tipped her head up, he tipped his down, and their lips met in a soft, easy kiss that made her breath come faster.

“Whenever you’re ready, Ms. Kally.” His blue eyes had turned dark, his jaw firm and sensual. “There’s no hurry.”

Kally reached up with her good hand and stroked his cheek. Soft, white, beard stubble tickled her palm. “It won’t be long, Clint.” She had to swallow to catch her thoughts. “I’m not a patient woman.”

One corner of his mouth curved up. “Really? Could have fooled me.”

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Hell Yeah! Seducing Sarah by Maddie James is Released

Hey y’all. Maddie James here. I am very pleased and excited to have been invited to participate in Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah! Kindle Word! It was fun to merge pieces of my cowboy worlds with her Texas world at Highland Ranch. I knew when I read Sable’s How to Rope a McCoy (which I highly recommend if you haven’t read it!), that I wanted to set my story in the same setting. You might find it interesting that both Sarah and Cole, my hero and heroine in Seducing Sarah, have ties to my other books and series. Let me tell you about the crossover connections.

Montana Heat Seriesrev-Corporate Cowboy 8-2016

I consider Seducing Sarah to be book two in my Montana Heat series. Cole Stevens was
introduced in the first book of the series, Corporate Cowboy, as the ranch manager for the Branded Filly Ranch, owned by Cole’s best friend, Gage Parker. Gage is the hero in Corporate Cowboy. He and another friend, Amanda, were mentioned in Seducing Sarah. Amanda’s book is upcoming, titled Saving Amanda. You can find out more about the Montana Heat series on my website.

Montana McKennas Series

Print - Parker (2)I made a brief mention of Gage’s cousins and the McKenna Ranch in Paradise Valley in Montana, near Yellowstone National Park. The Parker/McKenna clan have two ranches in Montana—the McKenna Ranch, and Gage Parker’s Branded Filly, near Billings. The Paradise Valley property that Cole buys in Seducing Sarah, will play a part in future books set in that area. There are currently six books in the Montana McKennas series, and I co-write this series with author Jan Scarbrough. There is also additional information on my website about the entire Montana Ranchers series.

Sweet Water Ranch SeriesBLACKSHEEP COWBOY-ETHAN

Sarah MacKay (stage name Sarah McClendon) is the youngest sister to five brothers who live and work on Sweet Water Ranch in South Dakota. I didn’t know that Sarah even existed until I started plotting Seducing Sarah. Imagine my surprise when I realized that Sarah, a character who popped into my head one day, was the youngest sister of these five fine cowboys. I love surprises! The Sweet Water Ranch series is set to launch in late fall 2016 through 2017—five brothers and five books, and like Sarah told Cole, those brothers are all cowboy. All the time. Watch for Ethan’s book coming in November, 2016, with Evan, Dylan, Aaron, and Aiden following—all coming soon!

Legend’s Landing Bed & Breakfast Books

rev2016-PerfectlyMatchedIf you blinked, you would probably miss this connection. In the third novella of the Legend’s Landing Bed & Breakfast series, Perfectly Matched, country music star Nash Rhodes falls in love with the town wallflower, Mary Lou Picketts. This series is set in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee, just a hop-skip or so from Nashville, where Nash now has his own country music label—and has recently signed the talented Sarah McClendon. Look for more along this storyline in future LLBB books!

I hope you enjoyed this brief glimpse into some of my other words, and I hope you enjoy Seducing Sarah. Thanks for reading!

Seducing-Sarah-MJames-forpromoWhen Cole Stevens travels from Montana to Texas to close a business deal with his old friend, Heath McCoy, he never expects to close in on a relationship, too. But with one brief moment of contact in the airport with a pretty young woman carrying a guitar, his heart starts to unravel.

Sarah McClendon, fresh out of the gate after landing the runner-up spot on American Star, is touted as the up-and-coming country music star of the year. When she tangles with her manager at the Highlands Ranch annual barbecue, Cole steps up to the plate to protect her from the smarmy, poor excuse of a human being.

But it’s just a weekend right? Cole will be back home on the ranch in Montana come Monday, and Sarah has a career to get off the ground. Can a love-at-first-sight weekend turn into the happily-ever-after neither of them are sure they even want?

How about an excerpt? You can read one HERE. 

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Coming soon!

Hi All,

Sorry I’ve been so neglectful of this blog post. I keep forgetting about it until it’s way past time to post. My day is the 15th. Today is the 15th. I just remembered to post so here it is.

I have some great news!

I will be a part of the upcoming Kindle World of Ruth Cardello’s Lone Star Burn. My contribution to this world is a book called Lost Soul.

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Blurb

Brock Callahan has spent the last fifteen years in federal prison for a murder he didn’t commit. Hardened beyond redemption, he heads back to Bard Texas to find the person who framed him only to run into the one woman he hasn’t been able to forget. Today, his world began to turn again.

Libby Reynolds loved and lost at the tender age of sixteen when the man of her dreams was tried and convicted of murder. Unable to believe he could ever hurt someone, she’s always held out the hope that someday he would come back to her. That day is today.

Can Brock and Libby find their way back to each other when the truth is revealed? Murder, lies, and broken hearts are the name of the game when the sun sets and the web of corruption is exposed.

 

This book should be coming soon as in like the end of the month, I believe. I don’t have a firm upload date yet though.

Stay tuned for more to come as I am also working on a book for Desiree Holt’s Kindle World Omega Team with a book called SEALed by Love.

I am also going to be writing something for Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah Kindle World as well for later this year or early next year.

For now, thank you all for being so patient with me. I hope to see you all at a conference soon. I will be attending KallypsoCon in Casper, WY at the end of this month. Authors at the Opry in Nashville September 17, 2016 and Romcon in Denver at the end of September.

See you soon!

Sandy

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e digital shelves today!

I can’t tell you how excited I am to be a part of Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah! Kindle World. Not only does she have an outstanding, best selling series in Hell Yeah! but she also haas an incredible lineup of authors for this launch.

For my story, MAN OF MY HEART, I went back to my music industry roots with a hefty dose of Texas Hill country thrown in. While my hero may not be a cowboys he’s the next best thing, and my heroine is a country rock star. And, I’ve gone back to my romantic suspense roots, so come along for the ride.

Blurb:

Jasmine Grey is an up and coming country rock star, just completing a successful tour opening for a top country rock group. If only her bass player, Slick would leave her alone. When he attacks her the last night of the tour she is so shaken she retreats from everything and buys a home in the Texas Hill Country. She is still spooked, however, by memories of Slick and his vows of vengeance. Her cousin, Libby McCoy, Aron’s wife, insists she needs protection. Enter Caleb Branam, former Delta Force now an agent for The Omega Team. Caleb took himself off the active roster after a hostage rescue went wrong and members of his team were killed, but Aron manages to persuade him to take on the job of Jasmine’s bodyguard. As the days go by and she is writing music for her new album, the attraction between them grows more and more intense. When she returns to the road and Slick begins his campaign of harassment, it will be up to Caleb to stop it for good and for both of them to realize what they feel for each other is the real deal. But will they be able to?

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Excerpt:

Caleb grumbled to himself as he drove down the two-lane country highway toward the address Carson Wagner had given him. He still couldn’t figure out how this happened so fast. Or how it even happened at all. One minute, he was happily miserable in his self-imposed isolation. He’d even learned to live without sex except for the occasional connection with his hand. The next, Aron McCoy had turned his life upside down. He’d thought it the fickle finger of fate they bumped into each other in Kerrville and nothing would do but they have coffee together. As if that wasn’t bad enough, Aron had managed to connect with him again on the one day he came into town to pick up stuff at the hardware store.

He’d been happy not having to talk to people. Be with people. He could wallow in his misery up in his isolated cabin and feel as sorry for himself as he wanted to. But that damn Aron had trekked up to his cabin, banged on his door, and told him to get himself cleaned up, he had a job for him. He should have flat out told the man no when the subject came up, but the man just wouldn’t take that for an answer anyway. He’d said yes to shut him up and get rid of him. He figured he could take the meeting, tell them he’d consider it, go home, call Aron, and tell him not no, but hell, no, and gone back to his misery.

So then how the hell did he find himself on this road driving to some rock star’s home?

A female rock star. He grunted. Okay, not a rock star. A country rock singer. What the fuck was the difference? He’d handled bodyguard detail for a couple of them while still on The Omega Team, and he hadn’t thought they were all that. One of them hadn’t been too bad, but the other was a real pain in his ass. Conceited, demanding, overdone on the makeup and lacking in the brains department. If this Jasmine Grey turned out to be like the latter, he’d be out of there so fast, his tires would be smoking.

“Take the next left and go one point four miles.”

The voice of his GPS had been giving him directions since he left the cabin, although he’d realized he hadn’t needed them. At least not much. His destination lay about five miles from where he lived.

“In point two miles turn left.”

The turn was just past where the road crossed over the Guadalupe River and took him along a narrow, winding road up, up, and up. He’d wondered what was way back here, and now he knew. Large plots of land with gorgeous homes, some large, some small. No sidewalks and— Wait! Someone riding a horse along the road?

Two more turns and he was at his destination—a big white house set way back from the road, with windows and a long porch across the front. As he followed the upper curve of the driveway, he looked out across the vista and saw the porch had a view covering miles of scenery, including the two giant hills called the Twin Sisters. He came to a stop in the parking area just to the right of the garage entrance. Aron’s truck was already there. Good. He’d promised to be there and he’d kept his word. No way did Caleb want to walk into this thing cold.

He climbed the porch steps, glad there were only three of them since his leg still didn’t work properly on stairs. He lifted a hand to ring the doorbell next to a double door, but Aron was already there, opening the door for him.

“Glad to see you made it, Ace.” He grinned and held out his hand.

“It’s not like you gave me a lot of choice,” he grumbled. The man had threatened to hogtie him and haul him bodily out of his cabin.

“Could you manage to get that scowl off your face before I introduce you to the client?”

“Client? I didn’t say yet I’d take the job.” Already, he got his back up.

“You will.” Aron grinned at him. “Come on inside.”

Caleb let his friend haul him into the house. He stepped into a huge room, like a family room, with living room, dining room, and kitchen all in one big space. Sunlight from the many windows cast a warm glow on the hardwood floor. But it wasn’t the room that made the big impression on him. It was the woman who came out from behind the island counter setting off the kitchen.

Sucker punched didn’t come close to how he felt.

He faced no snotty Miss Glitz. Quite the opposite. He guessed her to be about five foot eight, with auburn hair the color of fall leaves tied back in a neat ponytail. She wore not a stitch of makeup except something slick on her full lips, but, with her forest-green eyes, insanely thick lashes, and peaches-and-cream complexion, she didn’t need any. At least to his way of thinking.

Her simple green T-shirt fell just right across the slope of her breasts, and her jeans clung to her hips and long legs.

For the first time in more months than he cared to count, Caleb felt a stirring in his cock, a tingle in his balls. More than a year had passed since a woman appealed to him on any level. Now his body was going to get him into trouble when he least needed it to. He wanted to run his tongue over those full lips, maybe bite the lower one a little and swallow her tiny moan of pain.

He wanted to run his hands over that tempting body, cradle the breasts whose fullness the T-shirt hinted at. Stroke the silky-looking skin. Feel those legs wrapped around him while he buried himself in—

Fuck!

 

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Release Day – TOMORROW! Hell Yeah!

Along with ten other authors, I’m releasing a new story tomorrow in Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah! Kindle World.

What does this mean? It means you’ll see glimpses of Sables beloved characters from her Hell Yeah! books appearing in each of these new books.

In my story, Saddle and a Siren, which is book 3 of the Heroes in the Saddle Series, I’ve brought Ms. Pepper McCoy in for a visit all the way from Highlands Ranch. Here’s an excerpt of what Pepper is up to, (and you can read the whole first chapter on my website http://randialexander.com/books/saddle-and-a-siren/)

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Excerpt from Saddle and a Siren:

The headlights of a fast-approaching car caught their attention, and one of the officers shone his flashlight toward it, waving it to warn the driver.

The low-slung vehicle slowed but still skidded a few feet when it stopped.

“Holy shit.” A firefighter wandered over to the blue, foreign sports car.

It was a custom-made model Clint had only seen on television and in magazines. Worth half a million, at least.

The car door opened, shining the interior light on the blonde woman behind the wheel.

“Oh, no.” Ms. Kally sat up straighter. “Is that…? How did she…?”

“Someone you know?” Clint watched a slender woman emerge from the driver’s door, her cutoff shorts, old T-shirt, and flip-flops incongruous with the pricey sports car. The woman’s long blonde hair flew as she looked around quickly.

“Pepper.” His patient called to the woman, who stormed toward Clint and Ms. Kally, securing her big red purse with a strap across her body.

“Damn it, Kally, you don’t just call a girl and say you were in a wreck and need help, then not say anything else.” Storming right up to Ms. Kally, the young woman gave her a quick hug and a brief full-body glance. “Anything broken?”

“I called you?” His patient squinted.

“Hmm.” Clint pulled his small flashlight from his chest pocket and clicked it on.

The newest arrival cocked her hip. “Oh great, now you’re going to get a flashlight shone in your eyes.” She looked at Clint. “I’m Pepper McCoy from out by Lake Buchanan. Kally called me, said her truck had been hit a few miles west of Wild Oak on the main highway through town, and would I mind coming and helping her with the cows.” The blonde widened her eyes at him. “She actually called them cows.”

“I did not.” Ms. Kally’s lips tightened, then went soft. “Did I really?”

Clint checked his patient’s pupils. Equal and dilated.

Ms. Pepper spoke to Clint. “She said to bring a gun.” The woman reached into her purse. “Because the men that had run into her were outside the truck cab.”

Clint looked at Ms. Pepper’s purse, her hand tucked inside it and presumably gripping a pistol. “Ah, ma’am, would you mind…?”

She removed her hand from her purse and held it up, flipping it back and forth to show that she wasn’t going to shoot anyone – not right then, anyway. “That’s when I called the sheriff, the fire department, and—”

“Oh, God.” Ms. Kally jerked forward and grabbed Ms. Pepper’s arm, smearing blood on it. “You didn’t call Norris, did you?”

“No. Hellfire.” The blonde looked offended. “I know the game we’re playing. I’m not stupid enough to rile him up.”

Ms. Kally released her and sat back, looking more worried than she had before the mention of this Norris guy.

Trying not to look too interested in the private conversation, Clint eased Ms. Kally back against the raised section of the stretcher and worked bandaging her cut as the two women spoke in coded language that made no sense to him.

“What’s with the new hair color?” Kally finally said something he understood. “I mean, it’s very pretty, but it was nice when it was brown, too.”

Pepper glanced at Clint, then away, shaking her head. “I did it for a man.” She held up a finger toward Ms. Kally. “And don’t ask.” They went back to speaking in code.

Clint finished bandaging her head. The cut would need stitches, but would wait until the hospital. He took the bloody cloth from her hand and dropped it in a red biohazard bag, cleaned the blood from her hand, and dropped the wipe into the bag along with his gloves.

The emergency crew kept an eye on the stabilized trailer, and someone reported that the first tow truck was three miles away.

Clint didn’t care to get involved in a patient’s business, but there was something no one was considering. “Ms. Kally?”

“Please just call me Kally.” Her blue gaze caught his again, and that strange zip ran wild inside him. “The Ms. thing is too formal.”

“Uh, Kally.” Her name felt almost too personal, too intimate. Clint cleared his throat. “Once your trailer is pulled up out of the ditch, it won’t be much use, not the way the hitch is bent.”

“Aw, shit.” Kally hefted out a long breath and looked at Pepper.

“Don’t look at me.” She gestured toward the fancy sports car. “That thing is not going to haul any cows.”

Kally frowned. “I didn’t think of that. I should have told you to bring a rig and a trailer.”

“Sister-girl.” Ms. Pepper crossed her arms. “The way you were blathering, I just wanted to get here and figure out what was wrong with you.” She looked toward the sports car. “That thing was sitting in the middle of our driveway with the keys in it, so…” The woman shrugged.

“So you stole a car? Perfect.” Kally dropped her head back onto the stretcher, flinching at the pain it had to have caused her left temple.

“It probably belongs to a lady friend of Philip’s.” Ms. Pepper shrugged. “Or maybe someone just visiting the ranch. I’m not sure—”

“Anyway…” Clint brought the conversation back to the current issue. “I’ve got two buddies who live close by. I can ask them each to bring a trailer.” Could he ask them to haul the cattle to wherever she lived? “Where are you from…Kally?”

“She’s from Santa Anna, but she can’t go home until she has the truck and trailer fixed, because her brother—”

“Pepper!” Kally nearly shouted the name. “Can we try to keep some of my personal life personal?”

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