Excerpt from Crossing the Line, a Blackwolf Hot Shot novella

“Only one room?” Jennifer repeated, and looked up at Chris, wondering what to do next. This motel was so close to the hospital. “Where’s another motel?”
“We’ll take it,” Chris said, leaning past her and dropping his own credit card on the counter.
She made an unintelligible sound of protest.
He leaned one elbow on the counter and looked at her as the clerk ran his card. “You need to get to bed. We’ll figure something out.” He straightened when the clerk handed him a clipboard. He scrawled some information, passed the clipboard back, and she handed him his card and a key. And, it looked like a piece of paper with numbers on it. Her number? Ballsy, considering he was checking into a motel with another woman.
Jennifer knew she should be doing something—arguing, paying, but her brain had shut down as he took her arm and guided her down the sidewalk to the room. He unlocked and pushed open the door. Ordinarily, Jennifer would worry about the decor, or the cleanliness, but all she could see was the bed. She stumbled toward it, pulled the sheets down and dropped to a sitting position.
“So, your side,” Chris said, amused.
She hated that she was amusing him.
“You want a shower? I’m going to take a shower.”
She waved him off and dropped her head to the pillow, trying to push the image of him naked, with the water sluicing over his skin.

Now Available: Crossing the Line, A Blackwolf Hotshot Novella

Ever wonder what happens to Jason from Standing on the Line? Well, this isn’t his story, but it takes the next step. It’s the story of his sister and best friend. Clearly I love working on those.

99 cents at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Google Play. Waiting (impatiently) for Kobo and Apple!

Jennifer Hoyt rushes to her brother’s side when he’s injured fighting wildfires in California. He’s the only family she has.

The first person she encounters when she reaches the hospital is her brother’s best friend, Chris Bonner. As long as they’ve been friends, Chris has gotten Jason into one scrape after another, scrapes Jennifer has had to pull them out of. Chris was the one who convinced Jason to be a hotshot firefighter. She unleashes her frustration and fear on the younger man, who doesn’t flinch. Instead of being the troublemaker she’s always known, he becomes her rock as they work together to help her brother heal.

The more she gets to know him, the lower her resistance to her charms. Can she really fall for her brother’s best friend?

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A New Cover…and an Upcoming Book

I’ve returned to my Blackwolf Hot Shots stories, and I’ve changed the cover on the second book. The woman on the cover looked way too vampy–I don’t know what I was thinking. The third book, Chris and Jen’s story, should be out in May.

 

I’ve also dropped the prices to 99 cents for the first two novellas, so you have a chance to catch up before the third one comes out.

 

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Considering Covers

I’m working on my third Blackwolf Hot Shots book, the one that actually triggered the whole series. Chris, the hot shot who saved Jason’s life in Standing on the Line, is going to help Jason’s sister Jennifer take care of Jason. She is not his biggest fan, because he was the one who talked Jason into joining the hot shots anyway. The title will be Crossing the Line. Not sure which of these suits best, and fits in with my other two:

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Taming the Cowboy–A New Boxed Set

Taming the Cowboy, a collection of my rodeo cowboy stories At the Cowboy’s Mercy, The Cowboy’s Saving Grace and Faith in the Cowboy, ins now available at (almost) all outlets!

Three rodeo cowboys who never thought they’d be reined in Three women who never knew they had the power to tame them At the Cowboy’s Mercy A woman down on her luck turns to an old friend for help. But can he forgive her for the secret she kept? The Cowboy’s Saving Grace A cowboy looking for a good time returns to Las Vegas to the woman he left behind. Can she let him back in her life…or her heart? Faith in the Cowboy After a painful divorce, she’s not looking for anything from a man. But the sexy rodeo cowboy won’t let a little discouragement deter him…not until he breaches her defenses.

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Three stories for $5.99!

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Excerpt From Her Perfect Getaway, Now Free on Amazon and iTunes

Some surfers wore bathing suits, other short wetsuits. Some were clearly more experienced than others, steering around others surfers with a mere shift of their weight on the board. One in particular drew her attention, a lean man with slicked back hair, water streaming down his bare chest, his board shorts riding low on his hips, his stance at once alert and relaxed as he moved through the water. She caught her breath as he paddled, ready for one of the taller waves that rolled toward him, as he pounced to his feet just be-low the crest of the wave, maneuvering his body and board up and down the height of the swell and riding the length until the wave disappeared.
His momentum carried him forward onto the beach, and Elizabeth’s breath caught in recognition.
Sullivan pushed his hair away from his face and grinned. “See that?”
She saw every bit of that, long legs, broad chest covered with a soft-looking layer of curly hair. A tattoo of a hibiscus was etched on his upper right shoulder.
But she was pretty sure that wasn’t what he was talking about. “You make it look effortless.”
He jammed the end of his board in the sand and dropped to sit beside her. “Mom had me out on a board practically before I could walk.” He twisted to look at her. “Want to give it a shot?”
“I’m not dressed.”
“I can wait. Go change.”
She thought about what Bailey had said, about feeling his hands on her, and suddenly the thought terrified her. She hadn’t had sex in a long time, and the longing he sent through her was frightening. His scent swirled around her, and his water-cooled arm brushed hers. Her nipples tightened at that simple contact and suddenly it wasn’t enough.
She pushed to her feet. “I’ll be right back.”