September is a great month! Like Desiree, I received news that one of my Wild Rose Press books, from the Honky Tonk Hearts Series, is being translated into different languages! And of course it’s a cowboy. They are beloved worldwide. ☺
My former Navy SEAL, Lt. Cmd. Finn Brennan, with his hot body and miserable attitude is going global! I do love to combine cowboy and military. That’s double the hotness, and since Finn is an identical twin, I get to play with his Marine brother in the sequel.
Yeehaw-Oorah! It’s good to be the author. ☺
When Lt. Camilla Walker’s CO asks her to help out at his family’s dude ranch until he returns from deployment, she never expected to be thrust into a mistaken engagement to his sexy, cowboy twin–a former Navy SEAL who hates the Corps.
The Corps took Finn’s father, his girlfriend and threatened his naval career. He’s worked hard for another shot at getting back to active duty and won’t let his brother’s prank interfere. The last thing he needs is the temptation of a headstrong, unyielding, hot Marine getting in the way.
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September is also the month I released the first book from my new Citizen Soldier Series (a Harland County spinoff series) WYNE AND DINE features the wedding of cowboy Kade Dalton and Brandi Wyne as I put her brother Ben through the paces. In this series, I get to play with some yummy PA National Guardsman, while in my Harland County Series, I get to play with those yummy cowboys. In this book, I play with both.
Didn’t I tell you it’s good to be the author? ☺
Lea Gablonski has two dreams: To work at a museum in NYC, and to gain other-than-sisterly attention from her best friend’s brother. So far, she’s 0 for 0. Though her MA in History is just a wall decoration at her family’s diner where she’s working while her dad recovers from surgery, she enjoys her visual encounters with the sexiest man alive—even though he would sooner pat her on the head than take her to bed.
Military born and bred, Battalion Supply Sergeant Benjamin Wyne thrives on order and control in his fulltime career in the PA National Guard, and in his personal life. But when he’s forced to ask his childhood sweetheart’s younger sister to pose as his girlfriend to thwart unwanted advances from his boss’ wife, his world turns chaotic. Lea is sweet and hot and tastes so damn good he’s addicted. When the attraction takes on a new level at his sister’s wedding, his carefully guarded heart begins to thaw.
But he’s seen many relationships go south. If he takes a chance and gives up control, will Lea be like her sister and leave him for a career in the big city? Yet, if he doesn’t, will the best damn thing to ever enter his life become history?
“So, why don’t you tell me more about your date with Clark last night?”
Lea silently cursed her friend’s sudden change of subject, no doubt due to the slipup she’d made at the beginning of the call, telling her about running into an old schoolmate. She should’ve known her astute confidant wasn’t going to let it go. She straightened back around in her booth—the one she and Brandi had shared so often over the years her dad had dubbed it the B/L booth—and she shrugged as if her friend were seated across from her. “It wasn’t a date. We met by accident at the Confection Connection and decided to share the Special of the Day since it was so dang huge.”
“Huge? What the heck did Jill come up with this time?” Brandi asked.
Jill Bailey, a New Yorker who knew her way around all things chocolate and decadent, wasn’t afraid to combine ingredients to create new desserts. Much to everyone’s delight—and their waistline’s dismay.
“A double-decker banana split. It was to die for.” Just thinking about it made her mouth water.
“And Clark didn’t mind sharing?”
“No” she replied, then lowered her voice when she heard customers settle into the booth behind her. “He was very generous.”
“Wow, Clark generous. That’s new. He was always so bossy.”
She laughed. “True, but not last night. He let me go first.”
“I know, right? He’s usually demanding, but this time I got to eat my fill, and let me tell you, I did.”
She could always count on Jill to take care of her chocolate fix. If only the woman had a recipe to satisfy her unreasonable craving for the unattainable Benjamin Wyne.
Full-time National Guardsman, Sgt. Benjamin Wyne slid into his usual booth across from his brothers, Keiffer and Mason, ready to order his usual breakfast and recharge his batteries from three days of training before he jumped back into the after-drill workload. He hated when people didn’t do their jobs and was tasked with picking up their slack, but sometimes it was as unavoidable as his after-drill headache.
He’d kill for coffee.
One thing he’d learned from eating at Gabe’s, the name he, his father and three brothers had come to call the Pocono Eatery, was he could always count on the delicious, homemade food to pull double duty in decimating his appetite and the pounding in his head.
Until he heard his sister Brandi’s sweet, good-natured best friend Lea Gablonski talking about giving a blow job. What the hell was she doing talking about oral sex on the phone in her family’s restaurant? She knew better. She was reliable, responsible and…
And, why the hell was it turning him on?
That was sick. Lea was an honorary sister in the Wyne household. For over a decade and a half, ever since his father had married Brandi’s mother, and Ben had gained a step-sister. Brandi and Lea had been fast friends, and the little girl had practically become a fixture in their house. She’d been great for Brandi. Still was, just not so little anymore.
Or innocent, apparently.
He blinked, glancing past his smirking brothers and no longer seeing the little girl with long brown pigtails. The one who used to follow him and Ryder around, the sweet girl with big blue eyes. The one he used to help with homework, bait hooks and taught how to ride a horse.
No, the girl with her back to them, unaware of their presence, sighing seductively into her phone was definitely no longer a girl.
When the hell had Lea grown up? And how could he find a way to go back to thinking of her as a child?
“I explained to Clark that I don’t normally like them that big,” she continued, voice dropping an octave. “And believe me, this thing was huge. The girth was unbelievable. I never knew you could grow them that size, but darnit, it wasn’t just drizzled in chocolate. It was covered. And you know how I can’t resist chocolate.”
The image her words created should’ve induced bile; instead, the vision of her enchanting mouth working a certain kind of magic was testing not only his integrity, but the integrity of the zipper in his ACUs—his Army Combat Uniform.
“I kind of went a little crazy. Licked it clean. So clean it sparkled.”
She let out a throaty sigh that wiped the smiles off his brothers’ faces and sent heat skittering down his spine.
“I latched onto that sucker and didn’t come up for air until every last, delectable inch was gone.”
She had all three of them squirming. He wanted to alert the woman of their presence, clear his throat, cough, anything to give her a clue, but that would require control of his faculties…of which he had none. Somewhere between delectable and inch he’d lost the ability to breath. Now, his head was no longer the only part of his anatomy pounding in tandem.
“Man, you should’ve seen the look on Clark’s face when I lifted my head. It was priceless. And his eyes about bugged out when I licked my lips and told him I wanted seconds.”
God bless Keiffer.
Or whatever the hell it was that gave his youngest brother the ability to snicker, because the woman stiffened and stopped talking.
Her mouth finally shut, and there were two things he no longer had to face. His honorary sister talking about lollipopping some dude, and the fact he wished it were him.
Both should be disturbing. They weren’t.
Now that was disturbing.
Thanks for reading,