Hello Amazing Friends! Today I’m talking about gritty, dirty cowboys. You know–the ones with calloused fingers and rough edges that are so perfectly right? I’m smack in the middle of cowboy book releases–two books in The Quick and the Hot Series. SLICK RIDER and SPURRED ON. In September you’ll see two hunky cowboys rope and tie the girl in UNBROKEN.
Here’s a cover reveal for SPURRED ON
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Now I’ll leave you with an excerpt of SPURRED ON coming Aug 27 from Loose Id! Don’t forget to comment for a chance to win one of 3 great prize packs!
Excerpt: A horse and rider crossed the field above them, galloping toward the main house. He watched them for a minute, then threw himself into his work. When they’d pulled five more stumps, he called for a break. He and the other guys crowded around to lean on the tractor and gulp water from thermoses they’d brought.
“Only three hundred or so more trees to cut,” one guy said.
Hayden snorted. “A full week’s work if we keep up this pace.”
“Oh I can keep up any pace.”
“All night too. Or so you wish,” another guy jeered.
Laughter rippled through them. Hayden raised his thermos for another drink when the sound of hooves drumming earth traveled over the hillside.
They all turned as the rider came hell-bent across the land. Hayden squinted.
“That’s Zoe Beth,” Billy drawled.
“Carrying a shotgun.”
“Trouble!” another shot out.
Hayden’s gut clenched. He ran forward right into her path. She veered the horse, but not before he caught the reins. Digging in his heels, he allowed the mare to drag him a dozen feet before Zoe Beth brought the animal under control.
He looked up into her flushed face. Her hat rode low but didn’t hide the angry sparks in her eyes. “You’re going to kill yourself, woman, riding like that with a weapon I’m assuming is loaded. What is it?”
“I’ve got it covered.” She hitched the sling of the shotgun over her shoulder and tried to tear the reins away.
“Like hell. I’m not letting you ride out with a shotgun. Tell me what’s going on.”
Her throat worked as she glared at him. “You go back to your cutting and clearing. I have work to do.” She gave a hard yank, and the reins slipped from his hands.
“Dammit, woman. Tell me what’s going on.” He wrapped his fingers around her calf, applying the slightest pressure to her curvy leg.
A spell seemed to have broken. Her face crumpled. “Animal hurt on the boundary.”
The huff of worry burst from his chest unbidden. “Slide back and watch that gun. I’m mounting in front of you.” Without waiting more than a split second for her to listen, he dug his boot into the stirrup and launched into the saddle in front of her. To the guys he hollered, “Keep working. I’ll be back in a bit.”
“Yaww!” Hayden jammed his heels into the horse’s flanks, and the mare took off up the slope in the direction Zoe Beth had been heading. That she’d galloped back to the ranch for the shotgun spelled out how dire the situation was.
Her crotch ground against his ass, and she anchored herself in place by gripping Hayden’s sides. Electricity shot from her fingers into his body. A hum began in his core.
Turning his head to the side, he raised his voice to be heard over the hoofbeats. “Where?”
She pointed west. Mind awhirl, he guided the horse. Sweet little woman was prepared to put an animal out of its misery. It took guts. He’d seen his older brother come back from the field red-eyed after putting down an animal on their pa’s ranch.
Behind him, she tensed. Her thighs tightened around him. “Up there.” She pointed again, her words hot on his neck.
His cock reacted instantly to her heat—twitching in his jeans and swelling to almost full length. He ground his teeth and scanned the land for the wounded animal. The fields converged here, sloping into each other. A thin strip of scrub brush ran along the lowest point—the only place where an animal could be.