I love a good pickup line. My short story, Skin Deep, in the Cowboy Heat Anthology, has our heroine, Layne, starting out just being friendly with a quiet cowboy at The Wrong Turn Bar. She buys him a beer.
When she toasts her ex-boyfriend, the two of them start talking. Then things start to get hot, and they learn that, besides the way both of them are always getting stared at, they each have a lot of hurt in their lives.
And it all started with a beer!
How would you pick up a cowboy? (for those of us who are ‘taken’ already, here’s your chance to fantasize!
Book Blurb of Skin Deep: A pretty city girl and a scarred country cowboy discover love waits when you’re ready to look beneath the surface.
Layne Starwood drives all the way from Denver to a barely-there town in rural Colorado to drink away her self-pity in a watering hole aptly-named The Wrong Turn Bar. Taking a seat near one of the three customers, she orders a beer and begins her mission. Starting up a conversation with the quiet cowboy hiding in the shadow of his Stetson, she unburdens her sad story on him then is shocked to learn of his tragic history.
The scar on his face mirrors the ache in his heart, and after a long evening of talking, Layne realizes the man is as modest and kind as he is funny. She lets herself indulge in a touch, a kiss, and a wild, hot hour in his arms. Can she convince him to spend the rest of the weekend with her, or are his scars too deep for her to try to heal?
Excerpt from Skin Deep: Layne placed her hand in his and the zing of awareness rattled her. She stood and found herself almost a foot shorter than the cowboy.
Kyle set his hand on her lower back and guided her toward the door. His height and the sure way he led her caused her heartbeat to rev. As they passed the pretty boys, she could almost smell the testosterone wafting off Kyle, as if he was marking what was his.
The thought of being his made her core jitter with delight. His hand on her back warmed her through her whole body. The rain had slowed, and as he helped her up into his truck, his hands lingered on her just long enough to make her crazy for more of the cowboy.
He slid into the driver’s seat and turned the ignition. “Your bachelorette party, huh?”
“I must have forgotten to tell you that part.” She’d intentionally left it out of her story. “Guess it makes me look kind of…” She stared out the side window. “Pathetic.” Driving all this way for a canceled party. Pathetically crazy.
“Hey.” His voice came out stern.
She turned to look at him.
“I’d say you were brave to do this. Seeking closure, right?” He got the truck moving toward the motel and looked at her out of the corner of his eye. “I’m impressed. You’ve got a lot more going for you than your looks.”
She sucked in a breath. He was pretty damn amazing. Every instinct told her she could trust him, and every intuition said she shouldn’t let him slip away.
Kyle pulled up in front of room seven, jumped out, and helped her down from the high seat. He walked her to her door, opened it and flipped the switch to turn on the lamp. He leaned in and glanced around her room to make sure it was safe.
“Can I pay you for the ride?” They stood outside under the overhang as rain formed a wall, sealing them alone together.
He looked down at her, his gorgeous eyes narrowing with a sexy look. He took her wrist and tugged her close. “Yeah, you can.”
Oh hell, yes! She wanted this cowboy, every perfectly macho inch of him. Wrapping her hand around the nape of his neck, she pressed her breasts to his chest and went up on tiptoes.
He groaned and lowered his lips to hers.
Her skin flushed hot, her heart thudded, and between her legs, her pussy tingled and ached.
His kiss took everything she had, his tongue feasting on her, tasting and teasing.
The earth moved, but wait—it was him walking her backward into her room. The door slammed and he pressed her back against it.
His steaming-hot body flattened against her front as the door cooled her back. His kiss slowed while he sucked her tongue into his mouth, encouraging her to explore and sample him. Beer and spices from the burger, and a male taste all his own combined on her tongue. She ran her tongue over his lip, loving the texture of his scar.
He ground the rise in his jeans into her mound, hot and hungry.
She needed to be closer. Grabbing the front of his shirt, she pulled and buttons popped.
He tossed his hat, ripped away the rest of his shirt, then went for her T-shirt, ripping it down the front.
Animal instinct arose in her and her hips bucked forward, demanding his intrusion into her, his hard cock into her wet slit. He ripped the front of her bra in two, mumbling, “I’ll pay for it.” Her breasts spilled out and her puckered nipples prickled in the cool air, then warmed as his gaze locked on them.
“I don’t give a damn about my clothes.” She reached for his belt.
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