Volunteering a cowboy and a Rafflecopter, by Donna Michaels

Hi everyone,

I’m excited that Book 6 in my Harland County SeriesHER VOLUNTEER COWBOY is releasing 8/4 in the 12-Alarm Cowboy boxed set! The more I wrote, the more Tanner opened up, and the more I fell in love with him. Hope you enjoy him too!

Cowboy Tanner Hathaway, part time firefighter and National Guardsman, is great at volunteering his time, never his heart, but when his Pocono one-nighter shows up in Texas to help a friend, sparks ignite a flame neither of them expect. Can the county’s bad boy, convinced the reforming bad girl she’s worth fighting for, or will she leave before he has the courage to volunteer his heart?



If the glamour magazines could see her now, hair pulled back in a knot at the nape of her neck, no makeup, comfortable old NASCAR T-shirt and pair of cutoff shorts on legs she hadn’t shaved in two days…

“Don’t you look right at home?”

Gwen squeaked and spun around, clutching the sink behind her with one hand and her throat with the other as she faced her visitor. “Tanner,” she said, covering her pulse with her fingers in a foolish attempt to calm the rapid thumping. “You scared the hell out of me.”

If she hadn’t recognized his deep, lazy tone, her body’s reaction to his presence was a dead giveaway. Damn goosebumps raced down her arms and spine in unison. What was up with that? He was the only man ever to cause her skin to bump up.

“Sorry, darlin’. I assumed you’d heard me talking to Kerri before I came in.”

“No, I was too busy putting away pots and pans to hear you over the noise,” she told him, then added, “Darlin’.”

He chuckled as he stopped in front of her, one of the few men tall enough to make her need to tip her head to see his face. And what a handsome face it was, too. Strong cheekbones and jaw, all tanned and covered in a day’s growth of beard, dark lashes framing a brown gaze, warm…and heaven help her…heated.

“W-well, what did you want?” Even though she wanted to bolt, her stubborn side refused to let her move.

The right side of his mouth slowly tugged into a grin. “You always so testy?”

“You always so pushy?”

Now, the left side of his wicked mouth curved, too. “I’m not pushy,” he insisted, gripping the sink on either side of her, bringing his hard, muscled, black T-shirt and jean clad body to within a fragment of air from hers.

Which was a problem. A serious problem. Especially, considering just the simple act of walking and his solid frame moving made her body itch to ditch her clothes.

Not good.

His nearness fogged her brain, and heated her from the inside out. Or was that a Texas thing? She wasn’t sure. Only that he was so deliciously damn close she could see the golden specs in his eyes melt into a deep, decadent caramel blazing hot enough to evaporate her composure.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she whispered, wishing her stupid, stubborn side hadn’t butted in and she’d moved when she’d had the chance, because at the moment, she couldn’t feel her damn legs.

“Testing a theory,” he replied, his words as slow and deliberate as his movements.

And even though he’d given her plenty of time to push him away, she didn’t move a muscle. Just stood there, anticipating, and waiting for the sexy man to make a move. After several, long seconds, he leaned down and, oh God, she could feel the slightest brush of stubble against her neck as he slowly inhaled.

“Damn, no one smells as good as you, Gwen.”

He smelled pretty good, too. Damn good, and she could no more stop herself from inhaling his freshly showered, musky male scent than her eyes from crossing.

“Not good my ass,” he muttered, drawing back to stare down into her face.

She blinked, then smiled, her brain finally cluing in to what this was all about. “You’re sore about my remark yesterday.”

“Damn right.” He lifted a hand to run his finger from her ear to her jaw, lingering just below her lower lip. “What we did in the Poconos was better than good.”

True, and she even might have told him had she been able to draw air into her lungs.

Ah, shoot. He’d set his other hand on her hip and lightly squeezed while he leaned in to brush her jaw with his lips.

“Wasn’t it, Gwen?”

Her body strained closer to his and quivered when he nibbled on her ear.

“Say it.”

When she still didn’t respond, mostly because of the lack of air thing, he cupped her head and sank his teeth in the spot behind her ear that drove her crazy. Apparently, the spot had to be connected to her airway, because she was able to suck in a breath, and even let out a strangled moan. “Yes…

He continued to stroke and tease with his mouth and tongue while she slid her hands up his chest.

“I could have you crying out in less than five minutes,” he murmured, his words as hot as his breath on her skin and the bulge pressing against her low, and nearly on target.

She let out a needy little sound and fisted his shirt. Damn man was trouble.

When he drew back, eyes heavy-lidded and wicked, he glanced from her hands to her face. A slow, satisfied smile curved his sexy lips. “Not good my ass,” he repeated.

Part of her wanted to push him away and tell him to get the hell out of the kitchen, but another part, a bigger part, wanted her to start owning up. To be real with people. Not fake.

So, even though it was tough, she held her head high and smoothed out his shirt. “You’re right. It was better than good, Tanner. It’s just not the reason I’m down here.”

12 Alarm Cowboys, Randi Alexander

Here are the buy links for the 12-Alarm Cowboys boxed set only .99 cents while on Pre-order!

Amazon Links:

US – http://tinyurl.com/12AlarmCowboysUS

UK – http://tinyurl.com/12AlarmCowboysUK

AU – http://tinyurl.com/12AlarmCowboysAU

CA – http://tinyurl.com/12AlarmCowboysCA

Barnes & Noble (Nook)








To celebrate this 12-Alarm Cowboys boxed set, and some SEALs launching the same day in Cat Johnson’s Hot SEALs Kindle World, we’re holding a Rafflecopter!


Good luck!!


And if you’re in New Orleans next weekend, I hope you can drop by the Holiday Inn-Superdome for the Author/Reader Con Book signing! There’ll be some great authors, great swag, and even some cowboys!

You can find out more about me, my books, and all of the new releases I have coming up at: www.DonnaMichaelsAuthor.com

As always, thanks for reading,


About DonnaMichaels

I'm an award winning, NYT & USA Today bestselling author of Romaginative fiction. I write Romance through the H's-Hot, Humorous & Heartwarming.
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