I have three books releasing this month, all of them dealing with Halloween themes. The first one, available now, is Haunting a Cowboy.
Haunting a Cowboy, Book 1 of the Ghosts of High Paradise Ranch Series
When ranch foreman Thad McCade’s life is disrupted by something supernatural, he reluctantly allows a ghost whisperer in to try to clear his home. But Madam Ruby is not at all what he expected. She’s actually Cheyenne Redford, wears a business suit, and drives an expensive SUV. In seconds, she discerns the identity of the restless spirit, and Thad immediately ushers her out of his house. He’s not ready to face memories he has buried for years.
Despite her parent’s insistence that she work in their respectable family business, on weekends Cheyenne indulges her secret passion for communicating between worlds. This time, though, the spirit haunting the sexy cowboy is powerfully intent on making itself a nuisance, and its disturbances are escalating. Despite Thad’s resistance, Cheyenne is determined to find out why.
The hot Montana summer spurs a sensual attraction between Cheyenne and Thad, and they indulge their craving for a physical and emotional connection. When Cheyenne pushes the cowboy for more information to help her release the earthbound spirit, he walks away, leaving her heartbroken and confused. Can Thad overcome his fear and guilt before time runs out for the ghost…and before Cheyenne moves on with her life?
Excerpt from Haunting a Cowboy: When Cheyenne finished her beer, she stood. “Well, since there’s no one but you and me here tonight, I’d better get going.” She looked out the window. Pitch black. “Could I borrow a flashlight? I didn’t think of grabbing one before I walked down here.
Thad got to his feet. “You walked?” Leaning over, he picked up his keys out of the bowl by the door. “Let me drive you back.”
“No, please.” She stepped to the screen door. “I don’t mind the walk. It’s so beautiful here, with the stars and…” She rolled one hand around, trying to come up with something else to add.
Thad grabbed a rifle from behind the door. “And night critters that are prowling, looking for their next meal.” He checked to see that it was loaded.
“Oh, I didn’t think of that. In the city, night critters walk on two legs, and carry knives.”
“I’ll walk you.” He leaned close to her.
His scent filled her mind with warm, naughty ideas as she blinked up at him, parting her lips. Would he kiss her now?
He frowned and flipped on the porch light. “After you, ma’am.”
Turning her face away, she hid the warmth that flooded her cheeks. Crap, what an imagination she had. Stepping outside, the cool night chilled her romantic notions down to manageable proportions.
They walked along the gravel drive in silence.
A howl came from a distance. In the nearby woods, scurrying sounds startled her, making her lurch a bit, and stumble into him.
Taking her elbow in his hand, he got her straightened out, but kept his hold on her arm.
The heat racing through her, starting at her arm and running all the way up and into her bloodstream, gave her chills.
“Cold?” His voice came close to her ear.
Was he making his move now? She could see the lights of Sayde’s house ahead. Would he kiss her now, or wait until he dropped her off at the door? Oh lord, those two beers had really hit her hard. She was wanting things she probably shouldn’t even be thinking about.
But if she was reading him right, and for some reason she was able to read him a little too well, he was wanting her just as much.
They stepped from the gravel road onto the concrete driveway at Sayde’s house.
He released her. “Cheyenne.” In the low illumination from a faraway yard light, his eyes glimmered.
Her intuition told her he wanted her, but was too reserved to take what he desired.
“Thad.” She stepped close to him, ran her hands from his chest up to his neck and went up on tiptoes, pressing her lips to his.
For a second, he stiffened, then he opened his mouth, the hand not holding the rifle wrapped around her waist and pulled her tight against him.
Amazing, his lips felt so firm and hot, his breath laced with beer and sexy, pure man, mingled with his woodsy scent and forced a shiver through her.
Where their hips pressed together, she could feel a bulge. She touched her tongue to his lips.
“Goddamnit.” Thad released her, stepped back, and breathed hard.
The loss of his heat against her cooled her as much as the look in his eyes. Pure terror.
“Get inside, Cheyenne. It’s not safe out here.” He growled the words and turned, walking away.
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