Teaser Tuesday: Sweet Montana Secrets

Sweet Montana Book 5

SWEET MONTANA SECRETS

They say time heals all wounds, but time doesn't make you forget who you were... 

Ten years ago Hunter Williams' life was a mess. Injured on the rodeo circuit, the absolute last thing he needed was to fall in love. He hadn't expected being completely taken by Julie Samuel, a beautiful young woman who took riding lessons at the ranch he worked at. But their love hadn't been enough to conquer his demons.

Julie had never been able to forget her first love no matter how hard she tried or how far she'd run. Running hadn't changed anything or the loss that still ate at her heart every single day. The only way to rid herself of her pain was to confront it. But how can she go home after so long and face the one man she'd never stopped loving? And would he hate her when he learned the secret of why she'd left in the first place?

 

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“You know what makes you happy.” 

 

He glanced at her and then ahead as he sighed. “That may be so, but a man can’t always have what makes him happy.” 

 

His gaze bore into her and made her whole body shiver with anticipation. She wanted him to kiss her. She could almost feel his lips against hers as the memory of it crashed down around her. She wanted him to reach for her and hold her in his arms, make her feel small and safe as he used to. 

 

But he didn’t. He turned and started walking toward the sub shop. She reeled in her disappointment and followed him.

 

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Teaser Tuesday: Sweet Montana Outlaw

Sweet Montana Book 4

SWEET MONTANA OUTLAW

He did time for killing a man he should have killed to save the woman he loved...

Brody Whitebear had the reputation as a bad boy and people won't let him forget.  His past has come back to haunt him when he returns to Sweet, Montana at the request of an old friend who wants to help give him a second chance. Some people won't let him forget or move on.

Tara Mitchell knew her brother wasn't a saint but he didn't have to die because of it. She'd tried for years to forget what she'd seen and to focus on building her little novelty shop in Sweet.  But now that Brody is back in town, the fantasy that her brother was blameless is hard to ignore. Can she forgive Brody for what he did without losing her heart and falling in love?

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“You’ve got a sick sense of humor. You know that, buddy?”

Brody Whitebear stared across the thick polished table at a local pub called Bojangles to one of the few friends he’d had for life, a friend who’d stuck with him in his darkest hour and didn’t judge. Hunter Williams.

“Have I ever lied to you?” Hunter asked, motioning to the waitress to signal they needed a refill. “No, strike that. Bad choice of words.”

Brody lifted his eyebrows. “Yeah, they are.”

The two of them were drinking coffee, not beer or whiskey like all the others in the pub.

“It’s a sure thing,” Hunter said, almost too excited about the prospect he was telling Brody about for it to be real.

“Sure things usually come with a barn full of sure trouble.” Brody looked at his old friend across the table at Bojangles Bar and Grill with a skeptical eye. “I can’t believe you’re even suggesting I step foot in Sweet.”

“Why not? Just because Tara Mitchell has a business there, doesn’t mean you can’t work as a ranch manager on one of the ranches.”

The waitress came to the table, filled their coffee cups, and then dropped a bowl of peanuts on the table. When she left, Brody said, “Somehow it doesn’t sound that simple.”

“Be positive for once in your life,” Hunter said. He’d met Hunter a long time ago when they were young teens on the rodeo circuit. He’d never been very good, but Hunter had been until an injury set him on the path that ended his rodeo days. Now he worked with horses as a farrier on most of the ranches in the area.

“See, there you go again. This isn’t about being positive. It’s the sure thing notion that gets dicey for me. Nothing is that good, and certainly not worth my running into Tara.”

“Look, I’ve known Trip a long time. I worked on the Lone Creek Ranch as a ranch hand right after I stopped rodeoing. He’s a good man. He’s given me a chance. He’ll give you one, too. He’s an old rodeo man himself, and now he raises rodeo stock.”

Brody grabbed a handful of peanuts and started to shell them. “How come you’re not working for him yourself?”

“I still do farrier work for the ranch. I’m just not a ranch hand. I’m usually out there at the ranch every week to shoe horses. He boards horses for some people, mostly the people who use Sweet as a temporary home. There’s a lot of work there.”

“There are plenty of ranch managers he could choose from. Why can’t he get enough help out there?” Brody asked, leaning back in his chair as another waitress walked by with a tray full of drinks.

What he wouldn’t give for a beer right now. The terms of Brody’s parole prevented him from drinking in public. Just being in Bojangles was questionable if not for Hunter being there to vouch for him that he’d only had coffee. Still, he’d make sure the waitress gave him a receipt before they left so he could prove all he had was coffee.

“Trip was close to Levon. He’d been with Trip for a while. He’d tried a few cowboys as replacement but he hasn’t really clicked with anyone else.”

“Did Levon take a better job?”

Hunter’s expression grew dark. He grabbed a peanut from the bowl and shelled it. “He was killed last winter.”

Brody was about to drop a few shelled peanuts into his mouth but stopped abruptly. “Killed?”

Hunter glanced up at him and then gave him an idle shrug.

Brody’s eyebrows stretched on his forehead as he stared at his friend. “You are one sick dude to bring me into this, Hunter Williams. You want to hook me up in a job where the former ranch manager was killed after I’ve done time for murder?”

He said the last part quietly despite the noise in the pub. He didn’t need to broadcast it to the world when it followed him to every new job opportunity he’d had since leaving prison.

“We both know it was an accident,” Hunter said, glancing around quickly. “I was there. And I know the truth about what went down even if the prosecutor didn’t see it that way and managed to prove otherwise.”

“Twelve jurors saw it that way too. No one wanted to believe it was an accident.”

“We don’t have to re-litigate this, do we?”

“I have no intention of doing that. But I have a feeling my being in Sweet isn’t going to go over too well. People have long memories.”

“They are forgiving people. I should know. I get a lot of work from them.”

“Not everyone.”

Hunter looked down at his hands as he twirled his coffee mug on the table in the wet spot the waitress made when she’d refilled his mug. “I get that. Tara probably won’t be happy. And she will find out. But she’s going to have to get over it one way or another because you did your time.” Hunter leaned forward. “You shouldn’t even have been in prison. But even if you did serve time, everyone deserves a second chance. Everyone. The question is what you want to do with it.”

It seemed so simple when Hunter said those words. But it was far from easy and Brody knew it.

He’d spent eighteen months in prison for manslaughter and had six months left on his parole. It had taken a long time for him to shake off the stench of prison and the stigma of his past. He was finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. Although he’d been sorry his actions ended up taking a life, he wasn’t sorry that it had stopped Doug Mitchell from taking his sister, Marie’s, life.

“It was a long time ago, Brody. None of us can change it. We did stupid things. And some of us paid a higher price for it. But this is a chance for a new start.”

He grabbed another handful of peanuts from the bowl and thought about Hunter’s proposition.

“I sure hope you’re right.”

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Teaser Tuesday: Sweet Montana Rescue

Sweet Montana Book 3

SWEET MONTANA RESCUE

Sometimes the person you are rescuing...becomes your rescuer.

Dangerous Montana snow storms are no surprise. So when police dispatcher, Harper Madison, heads to the mountains to bring supplies to a survivalist/scientist who is renting her invalid grandmother's remote cabin high in the mountains for the summer, she doesn't take chances. But when a elk runs in front of her car and it tumbles down an embankment, nearly killing her, and leaving her stranded on the mountain until she can be rescued.

The only thing Nash Webber wants is to be left alone. Working in the Montana mountains will give him much needed perspective. But as soon as he arrives, his quiet retreat is quickly compromised when a sudden blizzard leaves a stranded woman perched precariously on the cliff of the mountain road leading to his cabin.

The cabin is certainly big enough for two. But can they be forced in close proximity for days on end without losing their minds and their hearts?

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Teaser Tuesday: Sweet Home Montana

Sweet Montana Book 2

SWEET HOME MONTANA

Dumped by a cheating husband, Katie Dobbs' life had gone off the rails and she is now back to square one, living in her parents' home in Sweet, Montana and working a job she hates. She refuses to stay in a dark and empty house as a constant reminder of her mistakes. So she did the only thing that made sense. She breaks into an old dilapidated chapel to figure out her next move, and is nearly arrested by Caleb Samuel, her brother's high school friend who is now a handsome police officer in town.

Caleb had heard Katie was having a hard time. Sweet was a small town and everyone knew everyone else's business. Except for one thing. No one knew where his sister Julie disappeared to 10 years ago and no one had heard from her since. Katie had been good friends with Julie before they'd both left Sweet. Now Katie is back. Buying a broken down chapel to renovate as a house is nuts when you don't know the difference between each end of a hammer. And Katie didn't. But she did know Julie, and maybe she'd be able to give him some insight into where Julie had gone. Caleb offers to help Katie renovate. But one problem after another threatens the project, and leaves Katie thinking she'll never realize her dreams. Until she realizes she's falling in love with her brother's friend. Even as everything seems to be falling apart around them, can love help heal their hearts?

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Excerpt 

Katie sat in one of the pews in the back of the chapel and thought about how her life had gone off the rails. She rubbed her fingers together as she laid them on her lap and tried to ward off the bitter Montana cold. A gust of wind swept into the building, making a sudden chill race through her body. It was probably the flimsy plywood door she’d pulled away from the wall.

But then a beam of light swept through the chapel, illuminating features she couldn’t see in the dark until the beam of light landed on her. She quickly turned and saw the stark light source but did not see the person holding the flashlight as they moved through the open door and into the chapel.

“Katy Dobbs? What on earth are you doing in here?"

Katie shielded her eyes with her fingers. "Do I know you?"

The man’s low chuckle sounded familiar, but she still couldn't place it.

“I hope so. I've known you and your brother practically my entire life.”

He dropped the flashlight enough so that it wasn't shining in her eyes directly. She squinted her eyes and looked at the man's silhouette.

“Caleb? Caleb is that you?”

”You were the last person I expected to find in here.”

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Teaser Tuesday: Sweet Montana Sky

Sweet Montana Book 1

SWEET MONTANA SKY

Someone is using superstition to cause trouble on the rodeo circuit.  An upside down horseshoe made Tabby Swanson’s skin crawl, but it wasn’t enough to keep her from training her prize horse, Tenderhook, for barrel racing so she could get a sponsorship.  When Kasper Dobbs shows up the ranch, she’s intrigued and hopeful.  The handsome businessman, and former local hockey star, has deep pockets.  It doesn’t hurt that he’s devastatingly handsome and makes her heart pound in her chest more than barrel racing.   It almost makes her forget about the strange happenings on the ranch until someone turns up dead, and she and Tenderhook suffer a near fatal accident in competition, threatening her rodeo days forever.

Kasper knows Tabby’s fall was no accident.  Being told you may never compete again is a fate he knows well.  He won’t let Tabby give up and insists on getting her back into training as soon as he can.  But how can he know if whoever caused her accident will try again?  He calls the Knight brothers to investigate the mysterious death and strange happens surrounding Tabby in the whole they can catch whoever is responsible before she takes another fall.  He wants to believe he’s doing it all in the name of business.  But he’s fallen hard for the cowgirl whose sunshine smile makes him want more than just to ride again.  He wants the girl for life!

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The rusted horseshoe above the old weathered crossbuck barn doors was turned upside down. Tabby Swanson’s stomach fell just a notch. Not everyone would notice a little thing like a downturned horseshoe. Not everyone would care. But Tabby did.

The nail holding it upright must have broken and caused it to slip. That is the only reason she could think why the horseshoe was upside down. Trip, the owner of the Lone Creek Ranch, was more superstitious than she was, and that said a lot.

She’d ask him about it later. When he was in a good mood. Right now Tabby just wanted to get on her horse and do a couple of good barrel runs to warm up and get ready for the day.
She grabbed the bridle in the tack room and walked the few yards down the center aisle of the horse barn toward Tenterhook’s stall. All the while, she fought the nervous tension building inside her.

Trip had been on edge all day. In fact, he hadn’t been this edgy since she moved to the Lone Creek Ranch nearly eight years ago. A stupid upside down horseshoe wasn’t the reason. She knew that. The rodeo world had many superstitions. Most people didn’t pay any mind to them even though they secretly knew all of them, like the upside down horseshoe.

Tabby wasn’t someone who went around wearing the same socks under her cowboy boots during the rodeo season like a few of the barrel racers she knew. But she wasn’t completely immune. She talked herself out of superstitious talk all the time and preferred to think that she was in control. Well, as in control as anyone could be. No one could be ready for swerving cars on the wrong side of the road, like the one that had taken both of her parents’ lives and shattered her world in a single moment.

But on that same day, she had taken control. And an upside down horseshoe was staying in the locker room for her ride today. Tenterhook was waiting for her.

As she walked down the center aisle of the barn, she saw a strange man standing in front of Tenterhook’s stall. She had never seen him on the ranch before. But that didn’t really mean anything. She mostly kept to herself and had a few friends in town and on the rodeo circuit.

She walked closer, but he didn’t seem to hear the sound of her footsteps. She did hear the soft crooning he made while talking to Tenterhook. He was completely out of place here with his freshly pressed dark suit and expensive shoes. She noticed an overcoat slung over the gate of the stall. She got within ten feet of him before he finally turned and looked at her.

“Is this your horse?” the man asked.

Now that she was close to him she could smell the scent of his aftershave. It was an odd thing to be smelling in a barn that usually smelled of hay and animal.

“He is,” she answered. “Can I help you with something?”

He shook his head and turned his attention back to Tenterhook. “I’ve seen this horse before. But I couldn’t have. He would be about twenty years old by now and this horse doesn’t look that old.”

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Teaser Tuesday: Moment of Trust

Summer House Book 4

Moment of Trust

Six years ago Penny Munez made the mistake of leaving home too young and moving in with a man who beat her for recreation. She'd fled with the shirt on her back, no pants and no shoes and jumped into a car that had stopped at the traffic light, urging them to drive anywhere.  She didn't care where.  Now that she's on an island surrounded by water, the fear of looking over her shoulder hasn't stopped.  She doesn't trust anyone.  That is until Drake Sutton decided he was going to give her a reason to trust again. Drake knows a dark past when he sees one because he’s lived it on the streets and done things to survive that he’d rather forget.  Now he owns a successful business and he's calling the shots. But can Drake's love break down walls Penny has fought hard to erect to keep her safe?

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Penny
 
Only weird people love playing in dirt. Well, it’s only weird when you’re twenty-two years old and still playing in the dirt like I am. Maybe it’s the dirty feelings inside of me. The ones that I find hard to let go of. But I like to think it has more to do with good memories of making mud pies in the side yard with my next door neighbor when I was a four instead of the four years that are closest in my memory. The ones I want to forget.

Maybe that’s why I’d taken this job working for a landscaper. Sure, Drake Sutton is a hottie. Any girl who spent two seconds with the man would think that he belonged on the cover of a magazine, not playing in dirt like I do every day. But I’m the lucky one.

Yeah, lucky.

“Shit. Worms are eating the flowers.” I drop the bag of mulch I hoisted out of the back of the truck at our job site and crouched down to take a closer look at what I know is happening. Destruction of all our hard work this summer. The sun did its job. The rain fed the soil. But worms had conquered and are taking over the beauty of all the begonias lining the side of the Wayside Inn.

Turning one of the leaves over in my hand, I see the telltale marks that Drake warned me about when I’d started working at the Sutton Landscape Company at the beginning of the summer. I look at another plant. Then another.

Beverly Pickam isn’t going to be happy about this.

“Drake?” I call out. When I turn, I see my boss headed my way carrying another bag of mulch. His body is slick with sweat that has seeped through the white T-shirt he’s wearing. He always wears a white T-shirt because he says it reflects the sun when he’s working. He works hard and expects the same out me and Gus.

It had rained hard over the weekend and most of the mulch that had been on the ocean side of the Wayside Inn, had been washed down the sidewalk. It wasn’t enough to just sweep the mulch back into place. Drake wants it to look perfect all the time so he’ll be a shoe-in to get the contract again next summer.

He’s not going to like this either.

As I look at the begonia leaves I’d planted in front of the Inn earlier this summer, I sigh. Why does everything beautiful have to be destroyed by something?

This should be a normal job. Pull some weeds. Replace mulch that rain and wind had eroded from the flowerbeds. Then on to the next job site. They were going to have to fix this before they could move on.

Drake, the owner of the landscape company I’ve been working for this summer, walks up behind me and peers down at the brown leaf with holes burrowed out of it.

He yanks a leaf off the flower and then says, “Shit. Well, doesn’t this just suck?”

I chuckle as I look up at him, shielding my eyes from the hot sun. “What do you want to do about it?”

He sighs and glances down the length of the flower bed on the side of the building. “We still have a full month of tourist season to get through before I pull these flowers and put in mums to last through the end of October. Beverly likes her flowers pretty. In fact, this side of the building is normally her turf. She specifically asked for a little space.”

“Her turf? I thought the whole thing was her turf.”

“Her little garden. We planted the begonias. For some reason she put in petunias everywhere. We didn’t. I don’t know where she got these flowers from. They could have been from someplace with infested soil. That’s probably how these plants became diseased and infected the surrounding plants. I didn’t see any signs of this when I spread out the new mulch in the front of the building.”

“Damn. Regardless, we have to eat the loss and replace these flowers with healthy ones or it’s only a matter of time before the front looks as bad as the side and it’ll ruin my plantings for the fall. I’ll grab some spray.”

“We? If Beverly tampered with your landscaping, shouldn’t she be paying for it to be fixed?”

Drake stood still and looked up at the Inn. I can tell he’s pissed, but he has so much control over his emotions that I’m constantly surprised by his reaction to setbacks, no matter how big or small. When Gus, the other landscaper I work alongside with every day, got arrested the other night and dragged back to the mainland, I thought for sure Drake would fire him on the spot. Instead, since Gus is dating my roommate Lily, he stayed in constant contact with Lily about what was going on with Gus. He didn’t yell about being short a landscaper for the jobs he had scheduled for the week. I’d been all ready to defend Gus to Drake since I’d been there the night at the club when a fight broke out and Gus had to help drag my other roommate, Heather, out of harm’s way. I wanted Drake to know it hadn’t been Gus’s fault. He’d helped save Heather.

But Drake never uttered a harsh word about Gus and how he’d landed in this situation. He just took the news that Gus was sent to the mainland and went back to work as if I’d told him that Gus had called in sick with the flu or something.

“If I want to stay on the island and have any chance of getting next year’s contract, I’m going to have to take the loss.” He sighs as he looks down at his hand and crumples the dry leaf in his fist.

I watch him walk back to the truck. Such control.

“You plan on staying on Nantucket after the summer?”

Drake glanced toward the long stretch of beach the Wayside Inn was located on. “Don’t you? How can you leave a place like this?”

I wanted to say it was easy. Rachel always says that women like me need to move on. But I can’t deny that leaving here will be hard. I only have another month on the island then…I’ll be somewhere else. Meeting new people. Trying to make new friends.

I look at Drake and the thought of it leaves me cold.

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Teaser Tuesday: Moment of Truth

Summer House Book 3

Moment of Truth

Sometimes the wrong love turns out to be right...

Heather Connelly made that dreaded mistake most young girls in love made. She followed a boy to Nantucket, convinced he loved her. And then got dumped in a public and humiliating way that ended in a pub brawl. With her heart ripped to shreds, she wanders the beach drowning her tears in a bottle of wine, trying to figure out how to give it one more try. She finds the open door to his suite on the beach and climbs into bed naked wanting to show him just what he'll miss. Their love making is electric and nothing like she'd ever experience before. She's convinced she's won him back. But the next morning she wakes and realizes...she climbed into the wrong bed. Can this wrong man be perfect right for her?

Despite making his first million by 25 and then turning his small company into a nearly billionaire dollar empire, Slade Sullivan couldn't feel any lower. Recently divorced, he's gone to Nantucket Island, a place where he'd visited on many occasions as a child, to lick his wounds and regroup. When a beautiful woman climbs into his bed and begs him to make love to her, he can't resist. But in the light of day he realizes his huge mistake. She's nearly twenty years younger than him! He knows he should end it right there, but he can't resist this woman who makes him look at truths he's never wanted to see. Can their summer fling become a lasting love?

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Excerpt 

Heather

I should have learned my lesson from all the losers my mother brought home with her when I was a kid.  I’m a magnet for them, too.  Except…Jason wasn’t a loser.  He didn’t beat me up or try to get me drunk just to get in my bed.

I did that on my own.  The beating up part was the mind fuck of my life.  The drinking made me forget it.  And everything else…well, that was everything else.

I dig my toes into the cool sand and drop to the ground.  The salty breeze coming in from with the surf bathes my face enough to ease the nausea that is wedged in the pit of my stomach.  I hate being sick.  I won’t be sick.  Not for him, dammit!

The water is coming in further and soon I’ll be able to feel the surf hit me. Make me wet. But I don’t care.  Out here in the darkness, no one can find me.  No one can judge me.  No one can hurt me.

The crowd of people who’d gathered outside the nightclub I’ve worked at for the last six weeks is thinning.  The sound of people talking and laughing and walking along the beach as they make their way back to their hotels and beach houses echoes around me.  But no one bothers me.  I’m invisible here.  I want to be invisible…until I hear Jason’s voice. 

Jason. 

A tear trickles down my cheek and I let it travel to wherever it wants to go.  I don’t bother to stop it.  I like the cool air against my wet skin.  I can feel that, just like I feel the slight pain beneath the sweatband around my wrist.  And the bruise on my face that doesn’t sting anymore.  It just aches like the aching in my chest.

Jason had loved me once.  How could I have been so wrong about that?  But now he’s being a dick of monumental proportions.  The only reason I even came to Nantucket was because I was sure he still wanted me here. Well, fuck.  He hadn’t wanted me tonight even though he’d asked me to wait for him after my shift.  But then he’d started kissing that fuck-faced bimbo...Chelsea. Right there on the dance floor. For everyone to see.

I run my hand over the pain growing in my chest.  Tonight was a total waste.  Being here on this island is a total waste.

“What the fuck did I do?” I hear Jason say.  And I’m just pathetic enough to care about what that is.  “I totally fucked it up.”

This is what makes me pathetic.  Because I do care.  Does he regret kissing that Chelsea girl and making me look like a wretched fool in front of all the people at the club?  Does he regret pushing me and making me stumble against the freakin’ bar and hitting my face?  I can tell that my cheek is swollen.  And I saw the look on my roommate Penny’s face.  She saw it too.  They all saw it. 

I rub my head where it hurts and realize it’s not from being hit, it’s from having my hair yanked.  I don’t know who did it.  Everything happened so fast and then I was on the floor and people were climbing over me.

I think, but my head is still fuzzy.  I’d had a few shots after seeing that first kiss on the dance floor.  I needed to finish my shift and that was the only way I was going to get through it.

Double shots at the bar.

Bringing a tequila and beer to Jason.

“Fuck you,” I’d said when I saw him arguing with that dick from Hyannis.  I downed the tequila myself and then…and then…

I feel pain in my head and then I’m on the floor being stepped on.

The next thing I know Gus was dragging me out of the club.

Oh, God, who saw this?  Most of the people who’d witnessed the brawl on the dance floor tonight are regulars.  They know how I feel about Jason.  They’d seen us together.  And they’d seen what Jason had done.

The sound of Jason’s voice floats through the night air down to the beach where I’d rather hide from all those pitying stares.  All those people who saw my roommate Lily’s boyfriend, Gus Jennings, drag me out of the pit of the dance floor as Jason and some loser from Hyannis got into that fight…over Chelsea.

“I need to get laid,” I hear.  I sway in the sand as the alcohol finally hits me and makes my head swim.  It’s numbing.  But I don’t want to be numb.  I’m a fighter.  I’m a survivor.  Fuck Chelsea, whoever the hell she is.  If anyone is crawling into bed with Jason, it’s going to be me!

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Teaser Tuesday: Moment of Impact

Summer House Book 2

Moment of Impact

Do you remember that moment when you wanted time to stand still? When you could anticipate the train wreck ahead but had no way to stop it? Or stop the desire you had in your heart to protect the person you loved?

To Lily Carlson, running toward the oncoming train was better than being suffocated by her parents' goals and strict regime. While they wanted her to spend her days taking summer classes and then go to Harvard, all Lily wanted to do was dance and spend a summer on Nantucket Island living in The Bluffs, the name of the summer cottage she was renting with three other girls. She wanted to experience everything she'd missed. No curfews. No hitting the books and missing out on parties and meeting hot guys. She was finally free to be herself. And then she saw the man staring at her as she walked along the water's edge to work. She'd been dancing and it was clear he liked watching her dance. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, she couldn't stop herself from seeking him out only to discover that he was a drug she couldn't resist...and everything her parents feared.

Gus Jennings knew that he was every parent's worst nightmare. He hadn't exactly lived his life on the right side of the law. He had his reasons, not that anyone understood them. There had never been anyone in his life who believed in him enough to care. He needed to spend a month working landscaping on Nantucket Island and keep himself clean or face the harsh consequences. He knew when he saw the beautiful Lily Carlson dancing down the beach on her way to work that he should just turn his head and forget her. But Lily was irresistible, and she'd made it clear that she wanted him. He only hoped that he could get close enough to touch her, to be with her, without his past coming back and destroying her future.

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Lily

He was watching me again.

It had been two weeks since I’d noticed the man staring out the window of his ground level room as I walked down the beach toward the restaurant.  At first, I thought it was just a coincidence.  It was early and not everyone was up on the island of Nantucket.  Just those of us who needed to be at the restaurant or tourist traps early enough to get there before the rush of people.

He’d opened up the curtain just enough for me to see his face, his eyes, and then let the curtain float back down into place as I passed by.  Every time was the same.  Every day I questioned it.  Of course he wasn’t watching me.  Why would he?

But then I’d catch him the next day.

Penny, my roommate at the summer house called The Bluffs, insists the guy isn’t a pervert.  She would know.  She works alongside him every day.  As far as Penny goes, she can sniff a loser out a mile away.  She sure as shit called it first with Heather’s ex, not that any of us can convince Heather of that.

The early morning is cool, just the way I like it.  I love the feel of the morning breeze in my hair.  It’s only five-thirty, my favorite time of the day when no one is badgering me about anything.  I’m alone with my own thoughts.  And the sun hasn’t had a chance to heat the air and spoil that fresh smell of salt coming in from the ocean.

The seagulls are already flying onto the beach to see if they can capture a small crab or quahog that might be exposed now that the tide was receding.  Soon the sun would begin to bake the sand and everything that inhabited it and it would smell like low tide down at the fishing harbor.

Except for the seagulls, an older couple walking their golden lab down at the far end of the beach, and a runner moving in the same direction I’m headed, I am alone.

And of course, the guy.

He’s usually hidden, staying inside and peeking out the window from behind a raised curtain.  His room is in the lower level. I see the curtain fall back into place as I approach the old three-story house with a wraparound porch.

I don’t know why but to have him suddenly shut me out after giving me even the smallest bit of attention feels odd.  But there is no way anything can ruin my morning.  In four weeks I will be auditioning for a part in the dance program in college.  I lift my arms as if I’m on the dance floor getting ready for a pirouette.  My hair tangles around my face as I twirl and then stumble on the sand, laughing.

That’s when I saw him.  He steps outside the door and stands in the sand beneath the porch, lighting up a cigarette.  Why the hell didn’t Penny ever tell me the guy was so hot?  She gets to work next to this hottie every single day?

He doesn’t bother looking away like he normally does.  I know he sees me.  And I know he watched me dancing.  He always does.  And since he is, I may as well give him a show worth remembering.

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Teaser Tuesday: Moment in Time

Summer House Book 1

Moment in Time

This summer isn't about dying.  It's about living.  Jenna Traynor has been given her life back.  After two years of chemo and missing out on college life, she is in remission.  Spending the summer working on Nantucket Island is a good place to start life again.  Hot guys everywhere, fun times at the clubs, long walks on the beach and beautiful sunrises and sunsets over the ocean from her back porch. Living life again was the plan.  And then she met Bobby...

On leave from the military, Bobby Callahan needs one thing: a quiet beach to run and train so his leg will get strong enough for him to return to his post.  For the past three years the only thing that made him get out of bed was the military.  He'd joined the service to get away from sympathetic eyes and worried faces.  He didn't count on meeting a girl like Jenna whose thirst for life made him break out of the walls he'd so carefully constructed around himself.  And once he realized she had his heart, he knew he never wanted to let her go.  And then fate stepped in...

This series is an erotica series that contains sexual situations that are not intended for readers under 18 years old.

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“If I leave you, it’ll kill me. If I lose you… It’s not going to matter anymore. I can’t go through that again. So it’s not happening.”

I realize he’s not talking about just leaving me to deal with this illness all by myself like Jared did. He’s talking about my death, something I have tried for two years to pretend wasn’t going to happen. And the pain he feels isn’t just for me. It’s for Donna and Wyatt.

“You know, Bobby, it’s inevitable.”

“I don’t want to hear—”

“We’re going to end,” I say, drowning out his protest. “You’re going back into the military and I'm going to college. And if not college, then…whatever life has in store for me if this lump isn’t anything to worry about. But the ending…we sort of knew that, didn’t we?”

The flash of hurt that crosses his face levels me. Then his jaw tightens and I’m confused by the hard look he gives me.

“Don’t do that.”

“What?”

“Don’t pretend that what’s been between us is just some freaking summer fling. It’s not. It may have started that way, but it’s not that. Do you hear me?”

I can feel the emotion I’ve held back rise in my chest and bubble up my throat until it’s choking me and I can’t breathe. When I open my mouth to speak, a small sob escapes and my lips tremble. “I can’t do this to you.”

“I can’t do this without you,” he says. “I want this moment, even if it’s awful, Jenna. No matter how much time we have together, I want it. Even if it kills us both in the end. I’m not running away from you. Not now. Not ever.” He chuckles though I can hear the emotion he’s fighting back. “I just dare you to try to keep me away.”

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Teaser Tuesday: Everything and More

The Goddess Circle Series Book 1

Everything and More: Chasing Cupid

Montana (Tana) Reeves is about to lose her apartment because her ex-boyfriend left her with the rescue dog, Cupid, he'd used to sweet-talk her into their relationship. Losing her apartment over a dog is bad enough, but veterinarian Jett Billings' gentle way and sexy smile melts her heart just as much as the sweet beagle does, and Tana quickly realizes that as she was chasing Cupid, she fell in love with both of them.

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She was pretty. Pissed off, but very pretty. Jett arched his back gently so she wouldn’t notice. The scratches from the dog's claws were starting to sting his back. He’d been injured worse by animals before. Most of the time, it was because they were scared and vulnerable.

Tana actually thought Cupid was trying to save him. As irritated as Jett had been when Cupid had climbed on top of him and scratched the hell out of his back while he was swimming, the whole thing was rather sweet. Animals had such big hearts. In the few moments he’d been watching Cupid, he knew this little girl had a huge one. Too bad this woman didn’t see it that way.

"Look at her," Tana said. "She loves you more than she loves me anyway. What does it say about me that my dog loves you more? And you're a stranger."

"Do you want my opinion?"

"Yes."
He chuckled as he bent down and patted the dog again.

"Your ex is an idiot."

She laughed, watching his loving gentleness with Cupid. "Wow, is that your expert veterinarian opinion?" 

"No. Just an observation. She’s a sweet dog. She’s just not trained. Neither are you."

"Me?"

"I’ve learned that the truest of truths are best when delivered with a hug and a tail wag."

"For real? That’s how you gauge the truth?"

"I haven’t had a whole lot of luck with long-term relationships with women, but I’ve had a lot with animals. I have learned that a dog can usually spot a good heart even if the owner is resisting."

"That’s deep. You get relationship advice from dogs."

"I haven’t been steered wrong yet. You’re also very naïve."

"Ouch."

"I speak the truth."

"That doesn’t mean the truth doesn’t hurt."

He stood back up, and so did Cupid. She nudged his hand with her nose to get his attention again, and he naturally complied with her request and stroked her behind her floppy ears.

"So what are you going to do?"

"About what?’

“The dog.”

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Teaser Tuesday: Dakota Sunrise

Dakota Hearts Book 14

Dakota Sunrise

Gray and Nina have been planning their wedding for over a year hoping that Nina's father would come around and accept Gray. Moving on had been tough for Gray until Nina gave him a reason to smile and want to think about the future again. They're starting a rodeo school and looking forward to a beautiful life together full of McKinnon kids to add to the growing McKinnon clan. But old wounds sometimes never heal. Family is important to Gray and not having Nina's father's blessing begins to tear at their relationship until the unthinkable happens. Will Gray lose Nina like he lost his first love?

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Excerpt 

 

The sun in the distant pasture was just peeking over the low rocks that led to the Badlands of South Dakota and making the day known. Orange, gray and yellow against the green pasture greeted the day. Nina Hendrix stood at the sink of the tiny house she shared with Gray McKinnon, the love of her life, and just watched the changing colors. She had always loved this time of the day just after she woke up and hadn’t even had her first cup of coffee yet. In the winter, the pastures would be covered with snow and would be blinding white for miles. But right now it was still green for the horses to graze in.

She loved South Dakota. And she loved the South Dakota sunrise that greeted her every morning.

When she heard the burping of the coffee pot as it finished filling, she pulled her gaze away from the light coming in the window and searched the cabinet for her favorite coffee mug. The tiny house on wheels that they were living in was only temporary until they built their forever home on the land that Gray had purchased from Tessa Rock, her soon to be sister-in-law. The sale had given them a way to jump-start their life together and the dream of opening a rodeo clinic alongside Tessa’s equine therapy school. Today was the first day of making that dream come alive.

She began the morning ritual she and Gray had fallen into since Gray had left working at the family oil company. Coffee first. Then, sitting on the back deck and looking at the pasture. They were talking about the plans for the house they’d build here one day until they saw Tessa in the distance with her daughter as Haley got on the school bus. One day it would be their child getting on the school bus.

She and Gray had been thrilled when Tessa had begun an equine therapy program on her property. But it was quickly apparent to her that she needed a more diverse program to give more attention to the school before she felt comfortable that she had been right in quitting her job. She had been working on the same oil rig as Gray. Needless to say, that hadn’t made Gray’s father or his uncle happy that two people were leaving the family business.

Gray climbed down the narrow stairs from the loft wearing only a pair of sweatpants. He came up behind her and placed his hand on her rear, giving it a loving squeeze. She turned her head and leaned against his chest even as she filled the first coffee mug with liquid, spilling a little of it on the counter. She quickly grabbed a paper towel and wiped it up. Then she turned her head to give him a kiss. She filled the other mug and then handed it to him.

Gray groaned with pleasure. “I needed that.”

She smiled. “The coffee or the kiss?”

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Teaser Tuesday: Dakota SEAL

Dakota Hearts Book 13

Dakota SEAL

Ethan and Maddie fell in love despite tragedy that had torn them apart years ago. Maddie doesn't want another tragedy. Although she loves the strong Navy SEAL who is now a police officer, she fears that he could be taken away from her at a moment's notice. Will danger rear it's ugly head again for the McKinnons? Or will Ethan and Maddie have the happily ever after they crave?

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Excerpt 

 

“We've got trouble.”

Ethan McKinnon glanced up from his bowl of cereal and looked at his fiancée, Maddie Newton, as she looked at the paperwork she’d just pulled out of yesterday’s mail. Maddie was sitting at the kitchen table wearing a red silk robe and fuzzy black “cat” slippers with whiskers that were completely ridiculous but looked adorable on her. Her slender legs were crossed, and she bounced the top leg up and down which made it look like the cat was jumping. She was completely oblivious, but Ethan thought it was amusing.

“Well, that can’t be good. What kind of trouble are we talking about?” Ethan asked. He was only halfway through the second bowl of Corn Flakes. And he was already late getting out the door, but he put his spoon down on the table and leaned back in his chair so he could give Maddie his full attention. “Are we in trouble with the police?”

She rolled her eyes as he chuckled. “The kind that is probably going to cost us a lot of money. It’s a problem with the building permit. Something about the location we set for the house. It’s going to be yet another delay getting the house built.”

Ethan leaned across the table and grabbed the letter Maddie had been holding in her hand. He quickly scanned the notice. “This isn’t from George.”

“No, it’s the building commissioner, not the inspector.”

Ethan frowned as he read the name. “Charles Lowery from the Building Commissioners Office.”

“Do you know him?”

Ethan shook his head. “A bit. He’s had a successful construction business, but he’s busy these days since he’s had the town job. I’ve been mainly dealing with George Malley on the plans. I’m guessing my dad knows him though. They need to work with the higher ups from time to time in the oil business.”

“It says something about a right-of-way through the property,” Maddie said. “Did you know anything about that?”

“We’ve owned that property for almost two years. No one said anything about a right-of-way. Nothing came up during the title search or at the closing. This looks like it might be new.”

“Can they do that? I mean, I know big companies like your family’s can pull strings to get a job done. But can they just decide to run a pipeline through someone’s property without letting them know?

“Is this something that can be fixed?” Maddie asked. The disappointment was written all over her face and most likely matched his expression, which felt as if it had fallen to the ground.

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