My addition to the Honky Tonk Hearts Series with The Wild Rose Press
is released early on Amazon Kindle!
Blurb
Finn
Brennan was used to his brother playing practical jokes, but this time he’d
gone too far--sending him a woman as a ranch hand, and not just a woman,
but a Marine.
When
Lt. Camilla Walker's CO asks her to help out at his family's dude ranch until
he returns from deployment, she never expected to be thrust into a mistaken
engagement to his sexy, cowboy twin--a former Navy SEAL who hates the
Corps.
The
Corps took Finn’s father, his girlfriend and threatened his naval career. He’s
worked hard for another shot at getting back to active duty and won’t let his
brother’s prank interfere. The last thing he needs is the temptation of a
headstrong, unyielding, hot Marine getting in the way.
Excerpt:
She straightened to her
full height and stared him down, brown eyes flashing like fire water. “You’re
not my C.O. You can’t order me around.”
“Wrong. Brett’s the
only one who can order you to go home,” he corrected, lowering his voice when
the two college stable hands entered the building. “But I am the one who
can tell you where to work on this
ranch.”
She softened her
expression, then sauntered closer to finger his collar.
“And what would you
have me do, Finn?” she asked in a quiet, sultry voice.
Her complete about-face
had his heartbeats kicking the hell out of his ribcage. He stiffened. What was
she up to?
Stifled snickers
quickly enlightened him. She was keeping up appearance, playing the dutiful
fiancée, you idiot. For a moment there he thought…
Didn’t matter what he
thought.
Terry sent the boys a
look. They grabbed pitchforks before disappearing into a nearby stall.
Cammie removed her hands
from his chest and stepped back. “Well? Where do you want me to work? With
you?”
“No.” The last thing he
needed was her around, countermanding his orders as he guided guests on the
horse trail. “Why don’t you help my mom and Aunt Lettie with the party
details?”
She blinked, then
smiled broadly, her gaze bouncing between him and Terry. “No, I mean really.
What do you want me to do?”
“I told you, help my
mother. Most women enjoy planning parties.”
She stiffened, every
trace of amusement gone from her face. “I’m not most women, Navy. Don’t
confuse me with your ex-girlfriend. I’m not Heather.”
He inhaled strong and
swift. “No, you’re not.”
Heather was sweet and
non-confrontational, not a willful control freak like the lieutenant in front
of him.
He was the boss, not her, and it was high time he
showed her just who was in charge.
Finn stepped forward,
slowly stalking the woman, purposefully invading her personal space until she
was forced to retreat. The Marine backed up until her incredible backside hit
the wall, stopping her escape. Satisfaction warmed his blood. Chalk one up for
Navy.
“Wh-what are you
doing?” she whispered.
Brown eyes widened with
a mixture of apprehension, and God help him, desire. He palmed the wall on
either side of her head and smiled down, beginning to enjoy the situation.
“I’m showing those
college boys, and you, who’s boss.”
The instant she opened
her mouth to protest, he pressed into her delectable curves and captured those
tempting, objectionable lips.
The Stetson fell off
his head, but he didn’t care. Over and over, he nipped, drank and tasted,
taking advantage of her surprised state. He was on a mission. A mission to
teach the headstrong Marine a lesson.
Now was the time to
pull away, to leave her staring after him, wanting more. Everything was
perfect. He had an audience of three who could verify he had effectively shut
the woman up.
But when her tense body
unexpectedly softened, his goal became fuzzy. The hands on his chest, holding
him at bay, suddenly snaked around his back and pulled him in closer. Her
sweet, yielding mouth turned hot and demanding, and Finn had all he could do to
hold back a groan.
She tasted incredible,
and her lack of resistance fueled his hunger. He deepened the kiss, sliding his
tongue into her mouth to capture her essence for his very own. She trembled
against him and his body responded with a slow, consuming burn.
Instead of drawing
away, he dropped his hands to her waist and held tight as their tongues tangled
and explored. Heaven help him, he never wanted any woman so bad or so fast in
his life. She took him from zero to sixty inside of two seconds.
Available
now at Amazon
Thanks for reading,
~Donna
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