Where do you start creating a cowboy? At the hat? Or at the heart?
Some authors begin profiling their cowboy with a picture – a hot, sexy hunk with dark hair and sloe eyes, big muscles and tight butt cheeks. Sounds yummy, doesn’t it?
I know authors who start their cowboys with a name. Vice McKain would probably turn out to be a naughty boy, while Rain Smith might be more of a lost soul.
I like to start my cowboys with a quirk. One big stud I’m writing into the Temptation Ranch Series is afraid of fish. Another hottie in that series always needs to carry food in his pocket. One of the ranch hands refuses to look at chickens on Sunday.
From there, I create backstory as to why these tough, rugged guys have such strange mannerisms. Our fish-phobe had a run-in with a sharp-toothed trout when he was a kid. The guy with the food in his pocket went hungry too often when he was young. And our anti-Sunday-chicken cowboy…heck, I haven’t figured that one out yet, but it’s bound to be wacky.
We all have quirks or phobias or lucky charms that we embrace as part of our personalities. I don’t mind spiders or snakes, but centipedes – eeeeek! And I’ll go into haunted houses and sleazy bars (if the band is good) but I have a paranoia about liquor stores. No clue why!
I’d love to hear your quirks, or those of your friends and families. It’s always interesting to see what pushes our “RUN” button, and I may even use yours in a book one day.
Here’s a little snippet from the unedited first book in the Temptation Ranch Series – Hot Springs Temptation. It’s a male/male erotic romance.
Ethan’s heart thumped crazily for a moment when he thought it was Brace walking toward him from behind the tractor. When he recognized Zeke, his nerves settled.
“What do you need, Ethan?”
“The cowboys are rearranging the tables for tomorrow’s session and they don’t understand the diagram.”
“I’m on it. Thanks.” He took off at a brisk walk.
Silence. Zeke had been speaking to someone, hadn’t he?
“Yeah. Back here.” The cowboy’s sexy rumble came from behind the green tractor.
Evidently he wasn’t coming out. Ethan made his way around a red tractor with a set of some kind of giant, scary scissors on the front. Back behind the shiny new tractor, he found Brace.
In the twilight streaming through the open doors of the shed, the cowboy’s skin glowed golden. Turning his head toward Ethan, Brace’s eyes flashed emerald. He stood as still as rock. And as quiet.
Ethan’s gut jittered just standing this close. Sensual thoughts crowded his brain as a spark of desire skittered down his spine, slamming into itself as it raced back upward.
He hadn’t prepared for this. He’d come looking for Zeke knowing Brace might be in the shed, too. Damn it, if he didn’t say something quickly, Brace would grow impatient and run off again.
“I never got the chance to thank you for carrying my suitcase.” Not his most brilliant sentence, but better than nothing.
Brace shrugged, walked to the huge tire, and checked the valve stem. “Not necessary.”
Ethan shoved his hands in his jeans pockets, the fingers of his right hand touching the granola bar he’d grabbed during the retreat session. The tactile touchstone calmed him and built his confidence. “Then maybe you’ll accept my apology.”
Brace turned to him, his eyes narrowing. “For what?”
He sucked in a breath and let it out slowly. “What I said earlier.” He shrugged. “About where you were bunking.”
Nodding, Brace crossed his arms over his chest.
Those amazing biceps and strong forearms drew his gaze. Ethan’s fingers tingled with the need to touch the hard muscled flesh, to run his palms over the light furring of black hair on his forearms. He swallowed. In the silence, it sounded like a gong.
Ethan sorted through the feelings, looking for the words to explain. “That was a little over the top.” He glanced around, then back into Brace’s stare. “I felt something. A connection. An urge.” He ran a hand across his hair. “It made me a little crazy, and I just said the first pickup line that popped into my brain.”
The cowboy stood for a long moment. His eyes trailed to Ethan’s lips and back up again to level an amused look at him. “That’s your pickup line?” Brace’s firm lips almost curved into a smile. “Good luck.” He turned and walked away, his boots making solid footsteps on the concrete, then crunched on the gravel as he left the building.
Ethan’s mouth opened and closed like a trout, no words emerging. He pounded the side of his fist on the tractor tire. He’d really screwed this one up.
Have a quirky, wild, and wicked Saturday,
“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”
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