Cover Reveal! Randi Alexander’s Halloween Story All Flash No Cash

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Here’s the book blurb for my Red Hot Treat story All Flash No Cash: When bar owner CJ Overton hires Pete Gonally to paint a motorcycle for a charity giveaway, she expects him to do it her way. After all, he’s a small-time rancher, and graphic arts is just his hobby. But Pete comes back with his own ideas, and sparks fly as tension builds between them. The only way to relieve the pressure is one hot night in her bed. Just one. But Pete wants more.

Pete lets CJ think he’s just a farm boy, but working on the oil field for years, he’s accumulated a small fortune. CJ’s dream future includes selling the bar, leaving Deadwood, and traveling the world. Attaching herself to a hayseed like Pete would only ruin her chances. How can Pete convince CJ that falling for a “dirt-poor farmer” will make her happier than anything she’d ever find outside of her small town of Deadwood, South Dakota?

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And here’s a sexy excerpt for you!

“All I told your placement counselor was that your drawing was good, but it wasn’t what I’d asked for.” The elevator door opened and CJ stepped into her apartment, turning on table lamps as she walked through the living room.

Pete’s bootsteps followed. “You could have told me.” His voice was so quiet, she thought she might have imagined it.

She turned, searching for the words to explain why she hadn’t.

He held out the papers. “I redrew them. Just like you wanted.”

CJ took them and stepped to the dining room table. As she flipped on the light, she saw him shoving his hands into his front pockets. Damn. He wasn’t happy.

Using coasters to keep the drawing flat, she unrolled it on the table. Colorful scenes of the Badlands, Needles Highway, Mount Rushmore. And animals; buffalo, an eagle, a rattlesnake, all the animals she’d mentioned. But it looked kind of hokey. “Glad I didn’t mention coyotes and donkeys.” She tried to curve up her lips when she looked at him, but it felt uncomfortable.

Especially when he just stared at her with those dark, emotionless eyes.

His nostrils flared. “This project goes toward my final grade. If this drawing doesn’t work for you, I’ll keep drawing it until you’re satisfied.”

Her lips thinned. She hadn’t realized her comments to his school would affect his academic standing. “Let me think about it. I’ll get back to you.”

“Ma’am, with all due respect…” He took his hands out of his pockets, but they ended up in fists. “I’ll need to start painting this weekend if I’m gonna finish in time… I’ll go wait in the garage, if that’s okay, until you’re ready to make a decision.” With one hand, he gestured toward the drawing. “Whatever you decide, I’ll need to order the ink by tomorrow to make sure it gets here on time.”

Even though he’d started his speech saying with all due respect, she didn’t hear any in his tone, nor see any in his gaze. “Oh, okay, you’re just going to camp out here until I make a decision. Is that it?” She shoved her hands onto her hips. She really, really hated to be pushed. “Is that the professional way to do this? Is that how they taught you in art school?”

CJ stood her ground even though Pete’s eyes narrowed and his big body made her roomy apartment look small in comparison. How had he worked her up into such a temper? Even to her own ears, she sounded like a complete bitch.

His jaw clenched and he just breathed for a few seconds. “Perfect. You’re saying that because I want to make sure I can get the fuc…the darn bike painted in time, I’m unprofessional?” He took a step toward her. “In my book, ‘unprofessional’ is choosing to talk to your contract worker’s counselor instead of directly to him.” His voice rose with each word.

No one called her unprofessional. She gave her life for her business. “Bullshit.” She stomped toward him, one index finger leading the way. “My talking to your counselor was completely appropriate, and you know it.” CJ gave his chest a good poke. Then another. Then drew back to give him one more.

He grabbed her wrist. “I don’t know what kind of business school you went to, ma’am.” He said the word like it was sour milk. “But in the real world, people talk to each other. They don’t go whining to somebody’s boss.” His face and neck turned a wild shade of red.

Her heart beat fast, her breath puffing in and out. Holy shit, she wasn’t mad. She was hot and wet for him, her nipples puckering tight against the fabric of her bra, and between her legs, her sex pulsed, quick and achy. She didn’t like the feeling of losing control over her own body. “Grow up, Pete. This is how the real world runs, and if you’re too sensitive to take it, maybe it’s time you get out of it and go back to farming.”

Heavy breaths raced in and out of his mouth, his grip on her wrist tightened, and he leaned in, way inside her personal space. “You have no idea what goes on in the real world, lady. Holed up here in your bar—”

“You gonna be the one to show me?” She didn’t know where the words came from, but once the challenge was out of her mouth, she desperately wanted him to do it.

His body jerked once, his head tilting like he wanted to kiss her, to shut her up with his mouth.

And, oh God, how she wanted him to. Her brain misfired, sending shimmers of lust along her spine and down to her pussy.

He grabbed the brim of his hat and tossed it to the floor. “You want me to show you?” His eyes had turned more green than brown, and he stared into her eyes. “Just say the word, CJ, and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

He pushed too far, too hard. “Asshole.” She raised her free hand to strike his cheek.

Pete didn’t move, didn’t try to stop her, as if he welcomed the hit, wanted her to stop this raging fire building between them.

Instead of smacking him, she clasped her hand to the back of his neck, feeling his soft, blond curls. “I want it.” She tugged him down as she went up on her toes and smashed her lips to his.


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9 Responses to Cover Reveal! Randi Alexander’s Halloween Story All Flash No Cash

  1. mjmgma says:

    Can’t wait to read all these stories/

  2. OMG…I love it…..I can’t wait to read the rest!!!! Thank you for sharing!!!

  3. wyndwhisper says:

    love the cover Randi, it’s gorgeous!

    tammy ramey

    • Randi Alexander says:

      Thanks, Tammy. A friend took the photo, and I had a professional create the cover for me. It’s a fun one!

  4. Clare O'Beara says:

    I’ve seen some wonderfully painted bikes so great idea!

  5. ELF says:

    Such a yummy story, I enjoyed this one so much!

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