I am so excited about this series, I have to show you our super-sexy, Scott Nova poster (which will be extra-large on a pillar at the Romantic Times Convention in Dallas next month) with our excellent covers, also starring Scott, and invite you to our page! The Sons of Dusty Walker Series is about four brothers who meet for the first time after their father dies.
Sable Hunter wrote Rogue’s story, Desiree Holt created Killian’s book, Jodi Redford brought Dylan to life, and I wrote the book of Jackson. I’ve had sneak peeks at the other author’s stories, and I know you’re going to love them!
Here’s a peek at Jackson’s book:
Rori bit her tongue when Jackson jerked back as if she’d thrown a rotten tomato at his forehead. She hadn’t meant to blurt it out, but oh boy, was he a barrel full of sexiness. Those inky blue eyes surrounded by long, thick lashes. That mouth, full and curved in a teasing smile. A jaw that looked strong enough to withstand anything a rodeo horse could throw at him. She fisted her hands, wanting to run them through his shaggy, slightly curling hair.
She’d almost imagined he wanted to kiss her. Right here in Dusty’s office. Blinking, she backed up a few steps but bumped into the edge of the desk. “Sorry. I’m a little…” Rori glanced at the desktop. What was she? Incredibly turned on by a guy she’d met less than a minute ago? A shiver raced through her, tightening her nipples and sending a sweet ache to her belly.
“A little…?” He reached around her and pulled one of the guest chairs nearer. Leaning over her a bit too close.
He gave off the purely masculine scent of soap and outdoors and she held her breath, keeping her gaze fixed on the desk to fight back that naughty temptation. Rori had to remember the pitiful existence her cousin lived because of a rodeo junkie. She refused to end up the same way.
When Jackson finally moved away from her, she sank into the chair, glad her knees held out as long as they had, and watched him stroll around the desk and take a seat in Dusty’s chair. Dang, she had more than one reason to be uninterested in this man. Besides rodeo cowboys being poison, this one was her benefactor’s son, to whom she was indebted. So why did the idea of shoving all those files off the desk and spreading herself on the flat surface for his pleasure keep intruding on her thoughts?
“Ms. Hughes?” He leaned back in the chair, watching her with those too-seductive eyes. “What can I help you with?”
“It’s Rori. Please.” Her gaze darted around as she recalled the points she’d come here to make. “First…” She blurted the word too loudly, and his eyebrows rose. “First, I wanted to tell you how sorry I am about your father. He was a kind man, a good businessman, and everyone in town is feeling the loss.”
Jackson nodded once, his lips thinning.
Yep, she could imagine how he felt, learning he had three brothers he hadn’t known about. She’d be angry as a hornet, too. Maybe she could help him by showing him the good his father had done. “Second, I want to talk about Cyber Wise.”
Glancing at her T-shirt then at the powered-down computer on the desk—both of which bore her company’s logo—he nodded once. “I’m guessing you’re Cyber Wise?” Those beautiful eyes of his shifted to look at her.
“I am.” Rori scooted to the edge of her chair. “Two years ago, Dusty recruited me from the University of Kansas. I’d just completed my MSCoE and was…”
His gaze dropped when she’d thrown out her credentials. Was he uninterested? He wasn’t a college man, from the rumors floating around. Did she just lose him?
She waved one hand to dismiss what she’d just said and started over. “I finished my Master’s in computers, and he asked me to come to Red Creek and work for him.”
Jackson met her gaze. “But you’re not on the payroll.”
“We worked out a deal. I started my own business in town, but made D. Walker Mineral my number one priority.” Dusty’s business sense combined with her need to work on her own terms had clashed then melded into a win-win arrangement. “He leases the old five-and-dime building to me free of charge, for as long as I remain in town and stay available to his company.”
His jaw shifted and he narrowed his eyes. “You just told Abby you were in Kansas City for two weeks.”
Shit, he’d caught that? Rori took a deep breath. “I want to…someday…open another office in KC.” Hopefully with the help of Dusty’s company. “And getting my name associated with corporations in that area is imperative.” There. She didn’t exactly lie, but she didn’t confess everything either. Now, just how sharp was this rodeo cowboy?
His lips curved in a smirk. “So, after Dusty died, you figured you’d just go do whatever you wanted, and damn the contract?”
She clamped her jaw closed. The man did not play fair. “The job in KC was a last-minute thing. The company they’d hired to do their startup went belly-up, and they urgently needed help.”
Jackson just stared at her.
Loosening her facial muscles, she gave a sad smile. “Dusty was…gone already, the company shut down for the week after, and I was only a three-hour drive away from Red Creek if an emergency arose. One hour by Dusty’s private jet, if needed.” Shifting in her seat, she let go of the guilt she felt for missing the funeral and for semi-breaking her contract with the company.
The man in Dusty’s chair did not look impressed.
She needed to hit this cowboy with more facts.
“The contract specifies that I can take jobs outside the region. And I have, many times, with Dusty’s okay.” She gestured out the window. “I mean, you’ve seen Red Creek. How much computer work do you think this town needs?” Her voice rose as her panic grew. This man could terminate her contract and leave her without a storefront, and with a truckload of electronics to move. She should probably have been nicer to him from the start.
He watched her for long moments, then placed his hand flat on the desk and stood. “Let’s go see this building of yours.” A shaft of sunlight coming through the window highlighted his face.
She stared, unmoving. He was handsome, rugged, but those eyes were too compelling, too sharp.
His hair fell in disarray, and in the sunlight, gleamed with a dozen shades of brown. “Huh?” He’d said something…
With a grin, he walked around the desk and opened the door. “Your building? The old five-and-dime? Let’s go take a look at it, then we’ll have breakfast at Cubby’s, and talk business.”
With her butt still stuck to the chair, she shifted her gaze, trying to figure out his plan of attack. “Sure.” She got to her feet and wandered past him and out the door. How had a quick confirmation of contract validity become a personal tour and breakfast? She glanced down at her old Get Cyber Wise T-shirt. And why hadn’t she worn something a little sexier?
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