Saturday, August 31, 2013
Snippet Saturday - Author's Choice
BLURB
She wants no strings…but he wants it all.
After her philandering husband left her, Lacey Lambert found sanctuary, and a better class of friends, at the Ugly Stick Saloon. She learned that the best revenge—against her ex, and the “friends” who kicked her out of the Temptation Garden Club—is to live life to the fullest.
Now that her best friend is moving out of her apartment building, she’s feeling a little lonely. And more than ready for a little commitment-free sex with the hot new downstairs tenant.
Freshly divorced, Nick McBride isn’t looking for another failed relationship. But when the luscious brunette offers no-strings sex—with him and his brother—he can’t come up with a good reason to refuse.
After he gets over the shock that she likes it loud, long, and in front of an open window, he finds himself wanting more time with her. Maybe even on a permanent basis. But it’ll take every ounce of his cowboy charms to convince her to let him sweep her off her feet.
Warning: Contains a motorcycle-ridin’ cowboy, a wild-and-free woman who doesn’t care what the town biddies think, and semi-public sex loud enough to set tongues a-waggin’!
EXCERPT
Lacey slept like a baby through what was left of the night and awoke to sunshine, blue skies and a heart lighter than it had been since she’d come to Temptation five years ago.
A knock at her door had her tossing back the covers and running to answer. Maybe the boys…er…men downstairs had come for a second helping. She was up for it.
“Just a minute!” Lacey called out.
She finger-combed her hair with quick strokes, ran a quick toothbrush over her teeth, then raced from the bathroom to throw open the door, wearing a smile and nothing else.
Kendall’s brows rose and her mouth twisted as she fought a smile. “Oh, baby, glad you didn’t feel the need to get dressed on my account.”
A stab of disappointment made Lacey glance around Kendall and look toward the staircase.
“Nope. No one behind me. Ed had to work today and no one’s home in the apartment below.” Kendall’s brows dipped. “What did you do last night?” Her eyes widened. “You did Cory.”
“Relax.” A trace of heat rose up Lacey’s neck and into her cheeks. “I didn’t just pick on Cory.”
“What do you mean?”
“Cory has a roommate.” Lacey spun away, hugging herself around her middle. “Isn’t it a glorious day?” She flung out her arms and floated toward the window, yanking on the shade, sending it spinning up into the roll. Then she opened the window and leaned out, naked and loving it. “I f**ked two men last night and it was fabulous!”
Authors Participating in Snippet Saturday:
Lauren Dane
Caris Roane
Eliza Gayle
Lissa Matthews
McKenna Jeffries
Shiloh Walker
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Myla Jackson
Shelli Stevens
Jody Wallace
Felicity Heaton
Leah Braemel
Mari Carr
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Saturday, August 24, 2013
Snippet Saturday - Stop Dragging My Heart Around
BLURB
Skeptical billionaire takes a risk on a friend's online dating service and finds the cowgirl of his dreams, now he only has to convince her that he's her perfect match
Billionaire Online Dating Service. It's new, it's exclusive. Let's test it!
How did Billionaire Cooper Johnson allow himself to get roped into testing a brand new online dating system? After making a fortune day-trading stocks, he's on track to accomplish all his life goals, except marriage and a family. As a billionaire, meeting the right woman is a minefield of gold-diggers, false eyelashes and surgically enhanced women. The Billionaire Online Dating Service matches hand-picked, screened clientele with the mates of their dreams. Or so the package was sold. As a favor for a friend, Cooper finds himself on the Rockin' J Ranch confronting his "date's" four tough looking cowboy brothers. When their girl-next-door, long, tall, gorgeous sister steps out on the porch, Cooper doesn't know whether to run to her or away. One date, that's all he's signed up for and he can be out of there. Or will one date be enough?
She had everything—a fiancĂ©, a great future, love...until she lost it all
Still mourning the loss of her fiancé who died two years ago, Emma Jacobs can't imagine loving anyone else. But her four brothers won't quit pushing men her way. In a desperate attempt to throw her brothers off her back, she engages her friend's dating service to find a pasty-faced businessman sure to fail her brothers' husband criteria. Maybe then her brothers will finally back off and leave her alone.
Best laid plans tend to blow up in Emma's face. When her date turns out to be everything her brothers are looking for in a husband for Emma, she's got a bigger problem than she started out with. She lets Cooper in on her plan to have him date and dump her. Surprisingly he goes along with it. But Cooper has plans of his own. And they don't involve dumping the determined, sexy, independent cowgirl.
Note: Make a stop at Myla Jackson's Ugly Stick Saloon in this story and say hi to old friends.
EXCERPT
The moon shone full and bright, stars twinkled from the heavens
and a soft late summer breeze lifted the hair off the back of Emma's neck.
For a moment, she could pretend they were alone in the world,
only the two of them. No brothers interfering, no past, no future, no
expectations, just the present and a single dance. Emma relaxed and let the
music and Cooper's lead carry her.
As the song ended, another started—this one slow, sensuous, a
song meant for belt-buckle-polishing closeness. Without missing a step, Cooper
pulled Emma closer.
She melted against him, her cheek resting against his chest. The
scent of soap, aftershave and male wafted through her senses as the hard ridge
beneath his fly pressed into her belly.
Molten heat roiled through her body, and as if of their own
volition, her hands rose to circle behind Cooper's neck.
Both of his claimed her lower back, nudging her even tighter
against him as the muffled music droned on. They swayed slower and slower until
they came to a standstill.
The music flowed on around them, but Emma couldn't move. Her
gaze rose to the sparkling blue of Cooper's, reflecting the starlight.
His mouth came down over hers, gentle at first, then with
increasing pressure, his tongue pushing past her lips and teeth to stroke the
length of hers.
Emma's fingers laced through Cooper's dark hair, knocking the
hat from his head.
Something about exposing the cowboy's head to the moonlight made
Emma's nipples tightened and rub deliciously against the lace of her bra, a leg
circling behind Cooper's.
"Hey, get a room," a man called out.
Emma pushed away from Cooper, her eyes wide, her heart hammering
against her ribs. "That shouldn't have happened."
Cooper reached out with both arms. "But it did."
Her head shaking back and forth, Emma pressed a fist to her
lips. "No. It can't. I love Marcus."
Cooper's jaw tightened and his arms fell to his sides.
"Emma, Marcus is gone."
With pain radiating through her chest, Emma pressed a hand
against her breast to ease it. "I have to go." She spun and ran for
Ace's pickup. Once inside, she blindly jabbed the key into the ignition. She took
three tries to get it in. Then she yanked the gear into reverse and spun out of
the parking lot.
Despite her determination not to, Emma glanced in her rearview
mirror.
Cooper scooped his hat off the ground and stood in the glow of
the overhead light, watching her. Then he ran his hand through his hair.
Emma's fingers tingled with the remembered texture of that hair.
She forced her focus on the road, her hands tightening around the steering
wheel, the night blurring past as she sped home.
Once inside the ranch house, she raced for her room and dragged
a box from beneath the bed. One by one, she pulled out pictures, keepsakes and
articles of clothing. All belonging to Marcus and their life together. Nelson
trotted into the room and lay down beside her, his golden chin resting on her
thigh.
"Why is this happening?" Emma stroked the dog's head.
"I loved Marcus. There's no other man I want in my life."
Nelson whined and nudged her hand when it stopped the stroking
motion.
Emma lifted Marcus's dog tags from the bottom of the box and
held the chain in her fingers. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.
"Why did you leave me?" More tears followed the first.
Emma stared at the picture on her nightstand of Marcus and her. When she closed
her eyes, the image faded, replaced by Cooper standing in the moonlight after a
kiss that should never have happened.
Emma clutched Marcus's dog tags to her chest and curled up
beside the golden retriever on the braided rug. "Why did you leave
me?" she whispered.
Authors Participating in Snippet Saturday:
Lauren Dane
Caris Roane
Eliza Gayle
Lissa Matthews
McKenna Jeffries
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Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Myla Jackson
Felicity Heaton
TJ Michaels
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Saturday, August 17, 2013
Snippet Saturday - Smooth Operator
BLURB
She
wanted lessons in how to make a cowboy hot...
He was the cowboy to teach her
He was the cowboy to teach her
Kendall has loved sexy cowboy Ed Johnson since the
first time she saw him taming wild horses. Now Kendall
is twenty-one, legal and ready to be more than friends.
In her bid to win his affections she asks Ed to give
her a few Sex Education lessons about what makes a cowboy
hot.
Ed promised Kendall's brother he'd
keep an eye on his little sister while he's away defending
their country. But Ed's pretty darn certain Sex Education
lessons aren't what big brother had in mind. Caught
between his pledge and a recently matured little sex
kitten, Ed struggles to keep his word, while giving
Kendall what she wants, Sex Ed.
Cowboy Heat by Sable Hunter
Cowboy Jackpot by Randi Alexander
Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels
Ride of her Life by Paige Tyler
Sex Ed by Myla Jackson
The Sweet Shoppe by Melissa Schroeder
Cowboy Jackpot by Randi Alexander
Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels
Ride of her Life by Paige Tyler
Sex Ed by Myla Jackson
The Sweet Shoppe by Melissa Schroeder
EXCERPT
As he turned onto the street where the
old Ross house stood, a convertible backed out of the
driveway he shared with the other two occupants. A muscular,
bare-chested young man smiled and waved as he passed
by with the top down, his long, bright blond hair blowing
in the breeze.
His fingers tightened on the steering
wheel and a frown settled between Ed's brows. Who the
hell was that leaving the house he shared with Kendall
and Lacey? Better be one of Lacey's conquests. She was
old enough to manage her own affairs. Kendall, on the
other hand, had barely been twenty-one for a few weeks.
She'd better not be messing around on Ed's watch.
As he shifted into park, he glanced up
at the window to Kendall's apartment. The blinds were
open and Kendall stood with her side to the window,
wearing nothing but a thin, lace bra and thong panties.
She turned her back to the window and unclipped the
bra, letting it fall down over her arms to the floor.
She might as well be naked-the thin strap
of the thong cutting a line between her butt cheeks
hid nothing.
Ed moaned, his cock twitched, and blood
rushed in to make it swell behind his zipper. He forced
anger to follow the powerful rush of lust. Did the girl
have so little sense as to leave her window wide open
so that any peeping Tom could look in?
With the storm of lust and righteous anger
driving him forward, Ed leaped out of the car, passed
the door to his apartment on the first floor and took
the steps two at a time to the upper apartment where
Kendall lived. He hammered on the door until Kendall
flung it open.
"Oh, Ed." She cupped her hands
over her naked breasts, like that did anything to hide
their beautiful, lush fullness from Ed's vision. "Where's
the fire?"
Ed pushed past her and marched to the
window on the other side of the apartment, yanking the
string on the shade so hard, the shade popped out of
its slot and clattered to the floor.
Kendall giggled behind him, her eyes going
wide when Ed glared.
He gathered the shade from the floor,
fit the ends into the slot and lowered it with more
precision and care this time. When he was done, he faced
Kendall, and breathed a sigh to find her clutching a
shirt to her chest. "Don't undress in front of
the window. I thought your mother taught you better
than that."
"There's not anyone on this street
who'd care but Old Man Frantzen." She tossed her
hair. "I'm sure he's so blind he couldn't see that
far anyway."
Ed jerked his thumb toward the window.
"You never know what perverts are lurking out there
looking for an eyeful. And honey, you were giving an
eyeful and then some."
Her eyelids closed to half-mast and she
sidled close. "Perverts? Hum…sounds interesting."
Slim fingers climbed up his chest and the shirt she
held slipped lower, letting one perky nipple peek through.
Ed reached out and lifted the shirt to
cover her flesh, realizing his mistake as soon as the
backs of his fingers brushed over her naked skin. Stifling
a groan, he jumped back. "Just close the blinds
before you strip, will ya?"
"Yes, sir!" Kendall popped a
salute.
That pesky shirt slipped down again to
expose the other pretty breast.
A moan escaped Ed's throat and he dove
for the door.
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Saturday, August 10, 2013
Snippet Saturday - Can't Stop This Feeling
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Sex Ed by Myla Jackson
The Sweet Shoppe by Melissa Schroeder
Cowboy Jackpot by Randi Alexander
Her Fated Cowboy by Donna Michaels
Ride of her Life by Paige Tyler
Sex Ed by Myla Jackson
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Blurb from SEX ED found in Cowboy 6 Pack:
She
wanted lessons in how to make a cowboy hot...
He was the cowboy to teach her
He was the cowboy to teach her
Ed promised Kendall's brother he'd keep an eye on his little sister while he's away defending their country. But Ed's pretty darn certain Sex Education lessons aren't what big brother had in mind. Caught between his pledge and a recently matured little sex kitten, Ed struggles to keep his word, while giving Kendall what she wants, Sex Ed.
Excerpt from SEX ED:
"There he is." Kendall smiled and waved at Cory.
He danced his way over to Kendall and shook his hips, twisting and gyrating the way Kendall had taught him. Cory had natural rhythm. All Kendall had done was shown him a few moves that would get attention and hopefully land him extra tips to help him with the rent while he attended college.
He danced his way over to Kendall and shook his hips, twisting and gyrating the way Kendall had taught him. Cory had natural rhythm. All Kendall had done was shown him a few moves that would get attention and hopefully land him extra tips to help him with the rent while he attended college.
Kendall was so proud of him. He had a great body, why not make
enough cash in one night to pay the rent for the next two months? That way, his
studies didn't have to suffer by holding down a full-time job and going to
school at night.
Cory reached down his hand.
Kendall had a dollar ready to slap into his palm.
Only he didn't take the money, he pulled her up onto the stage
with a quick tug.
"What are you doing?" She laughed and tried to step
down.
"Rather you than one of those other horny women. Please help
me with the show and save me from the masses. You're good at this." He
danced around her, grinding his pelvis into her hips.
Kendall's cheeks burned. If Cory was more comfortable by dancing
the first song with her, what could it hurt? She smiled and laughed, pretending
to be one of the random women the men selected on occasion to fuel the crowd.
Cory twirled her around and backed her into his arms, his cock
grinding against her ass, his hands sliding down her sides to her hips.
It was yet another one of the moves Kendall had taught him, and he
was doing so well. Kendall should have moved off the stage and let him bring
another woman up onto stage. One with money burning a hole in her pocket.
Kendall straightened, laughing. "You're on your own,
Cory."
Cory jerked away and a larger pair of hands clamped around her
waist, holding her in place. "What the hell?" When she twisted toward
her captor, he refused to let her, his hips pumping to the rhythm of the music,
his hands sliding up her waist.
Cory danced by with a shrug and a grin.
Kendall’s heart raced, defensive instincts kicking in. "Let go of
me."
Chaps flapped against her legs. Chaps that barely covered the
massive thighs beneath them.
Kendall's heart raced and a slow burn skimmed beneath every inch
of her skin. A quick glance over her shoulder did nothing to quell the rise of
heat in her body. The man behind her wore a cowboy hat and a black mask.
"Who are you?"
The man's mouth curved upward in a deadly sexy smile. "The
Lone Ranger, ma'am. Here to rescue you," he said in a deep voice.
So deep, Kendall could have fallen into it. Her breath grew ragged
as the cowboy's hands slid up from her waist to cup her breasts. Kendall leaned
back into him, his tough leather and man-musk scent making her knees weak.
"No, really." Her voice ragged, she swallowed hard and continued.
"Who are you?"
"Ride with me into the sunset, beautiful lady, and I'll
reveal all."
Her heart skipped several beats then raced to catch up. Hell, what
was she thinking? She loved Ed, not this sexy cowboy who danced in strip clubs.
"No. No, I can't. I have a boyfriend. I'm practically engaged."
He spun her away from him and back into his arms so that she faced
him. "This Cory dude is not the man for you."
Her boobs crashed into his naked chest, forcing her breath out in
a gasp. Kendall stared into the man's sky blue eyes.
He lifted his cowboy hat and winked.
"Ed?" Joy swelled in her chest as Kendall stood stock
still in the middle of the dance floor. "What are you doing here?"
"Keeping you from making a mistake with pretty boy." He
nodded his head toward Cory.
"By dancing naked in front of all these barracudas?" She
shook her head and laughed out loud. "Really, why are you here?"
"That's just it. I couldn't let you go out on a date with
Cory. He's not the right man for you."
Irritation straightened her spine. Kendall planted her fists on
her hips and faced off with Ed Judson. "No? Then who is, Ed? Who is the
right man for me?"
Ed opened his mouth to answer, but before any words could come
out, Big Joe Sealy plucked Kendall from the stage and set her on the barroom
floor. "Time's up, Kendall. Let one of the other ladies have a shot at the
cowboy."
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Saturday, August 03, 2013
Snippet Saturday - Aint Over Til it's Over (Prize!)
BOOTS AND ROSES
by Myla Jackson
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Bunny Leigh
really shouldn’t care that her ex is days away from getting
remarried. Yet the fact he’s getting hitched to the woman he cheated on her
with stings more than she cares to admit.
It’s that sting that drives her to impulsively throw a bid in the annual Ugly Stick Saloon Cowboy Auction. To her surprise, she lands not only one of the best-looking men in the tri-county area, but two. The prospect of keeping up with two younger men has the shy florist quaking in her flower pots.
It’s that sting that drives her to impulsively throw a bid in the annual Ugly Stick Saloon Cowboy Auction. To her surprise, she lands not only one of the best-looking men in the tri-county area, but two. The prospect of keeping up with two younger men has the shy florist quaking in her flower pots.
Little does she
know, best friends Cory McBride and Jack Monahan made doubly sure their
favorite florist won them both. But now they have their work cut out for them,
convincing her they want more than one steamy night. They want a chance at
forever.
Warning:
A cop, a cowboy and a flower shop owner make the petals fly! And look what
happens when the Ferris wheel stops at the top. Bring a fan, the heat’s rising
at the Ugly Stick Saloon.
EXCERPT
© 2013 Myla Jackson
For forty-five minutes, Bunny left the paddle on the bar, refusing to give in to her loneliness and bid on a paid-for pity date. One by one the men paraded around the stage, women bid and the gavel banged. One by one the chance for a date passed and Bunny slipped deeper into a blue funk.
Her lips still tingled from the contact with Cory’s and Jack’s, and she raised her hand to touch her mouth. No vibrator had affected her as much as those earth-shaking kisses. Once again, Bunny considered Audrey’s words. Maybe it was time for her to get out in the dating pool again and give love a second chance.
“Hold on to your belt buckles, ladies,” Charli said with a flourish. “Here to introduce the final act, the woman who made the Cowboy Auction possible, Audrey Anderson.”
Audrey stepped up on the stage with Deputy Monahan holding her arm. The owner of the Ugly Stick Saloon took the microphone from Charli and faced the crowd, her face straight, serious.
Ladies, it’s been brought to my attention that we’ve had several instances of sexual misconduct against our own Deputy Jack Monahan. I ask you to please keep your hands to yourself and respect the man who was brought here to keep the peace.”
One woman yelled, “Boo!”
The room full of women joined her, all shouting, “Boo!”
Bunny smiled. If she wasn’t mistaken, Audrey had something up her sleeve and she was playing the audience.
Audrey winked. “Oh, so you like playing dirty?”
As one, the women yelled, “Hell, yeah!”
“Then let’s raise the stakes. For the first time in Cowboy Auction history, we’re offering up a two-fer.”
The ladies roared their approval.
Despite her resolve to remain unaffected by the goings on in the saloon, Bunny leaned forward, a tingle of anticipation rippling through her body. Cory hadn’t been offered up for auction yet and he’d hinted at a surprise. Was this it?
“All our cowboys have been fabulous sports about this auction, but the last bidding opportunity we’re offering tonight is special and near and dear to my heart. Please welcome the two-fer deal of Cory ‘The stripper so hot you’ll singe your fingers’ McBride…”
Cory danced out on the stage, wearing a vest, boots and leather chaps over a black G-string. The only thing not showing was his package, and it was swelled enough to give every woman enough information to go on.
The man was hung.
Bunny sucked in a breath and held it while her pulse pounded so loud she could barely hear herself think. Her deliveryman had been in her sex dreams and fantasies more and more often lately. Now this… Holy smokin’ cowboys!
Audrey continued, “The other half of this dynamic duo is our very own man of peace, Deputy ‘Pull over and let me frisk you’ Jack Monahan!” Audrey handed the microphone back to Charli.
Deputy Monahan joined Cory center stage, slipping his uniform shirt off, exposing shoulders as broad as Cory’s and equally tanned and gleaming with a fine layer of oil.
Holy rock stars! Between the Adonis blond beauty that was Cory and the dark, rugged sex appeal of Jack, Bunny could barely breathe.
The crowd exploded in a frenzy, all the paddles raising in the air as the bidding started.
Bunny perched on the edge of her stool, her body trembling.
The two men danced around the stage in sync to bump-and-grind music barely audible over the cacophony of women yelling and whistling.
Bidding started at five hundred dollars and shot up from there.
Not that I’m interested in bidding. Bunny mentally calculated what she had in her bank account.
Audrey handed the numbered paddle to Bunny. “I’ll match you dollar for dollar.” She shrugged. “I won’t keep one of them, but I want to contribute to the cause. This way I can, and Jackson won’t have heartburn about it.”
“I can’t bid on those two. I wouldn’t know what to do with one man, much less two!”
Audrey’s brows rose. “Seriously? Oh, honey, you really do need to get out more often. Did I ever tell you about the day I danced for Jackson, Mark and Luke on Jackson’s thirtieth birthday?” She tugged at the front of her shirt. “And I don’t mean two-stepping.” Audrey fanned herself. “Making me hot just thinkin’ about it.”
“Audrey, you’re much more free-spirited. I’m…I’m…” Bunny glanced down at the paddle in her hand. “Not.”
A soft hand rested on Bunny’s shoulder and Audrey leaned close. “How do you know if you’ve never tried to be?”
Bunny shrugged. “I’ve always focused on getting my business going, getting my finances straight—”
“Puttin’ your lousy ex-husband through school. Yeah, I can see where that gotcha.” Audrey shook her head. “That’s all well and good when it comes to running a business, but what about givin’ yourself a second chance at love?”
“I don’t need a second chance. Once was bad enough. I don’t think I’m ready to float that boat again.” Although the two men on the stage could more than set her sails. Holy hell, they were built like brick houses, all muscle—hard, finely chiseled muscle.
“If not for love, then date for fun or a release from stress.” Audrey threw her hand in the air.
Why not satisfy your sexual fantasies? Anything to get you out of your shell, girlfriend.”
“One thousand dollars!” Charli shouted into the microphone. “Ladies, this is twice the spice for the money. Don’t stop now.” She nodded toward the throng. “One thousand one hundred from number forty-one.”
“A thousand dollars?” Bunny did the math in her head. “I’d have to sell a lot of roses to afford those two.”
“Raise your paddle. Remember, I’ll double whatever you can afford.”
Even as Bunny shook her head, her fingers tightened around the paddle’s wooden stick. “I can’t.”
“Yes. You can. It’s just a date,” Audrey insisted. “Think about what Cory can do with that whip. And Jack has handcuffs.”
Cory cracked the whip, and number thirty-seven raised her paddle, bumping the bid up another one hundred dollars.
Bunny’s heartbeat accelerated. She had over two grand in savings for a rainy day and maybe to pay off her ex when she got a little more saved. That money was not earmarked for a hot date with two sexy men.
It still galled her to no end that Ray got half of her business in the divorce, Texas being a community property state. Out of the “goodness of his heart” Ray had let her keep the flower shop, as long as she paid him for his half over time, as a loan. He never let her forget it either, always giving her his unwanted opinion on how to run the flower shop. Spending so much money on a date would have him questioning her ability to stay in business. He might even foreclose on his loan.
“Going once,” Charli said.
“What?” Bunny’s breath caught and she leaned so far forward on her stool she almost slid off.
“Going twice.” Charli paused. “They’re a steal at twelve hundred dollars. Come on ladies, won’t one of you bid thirteen hundred?”
Bunny’s hand shook, her grip clenching on the paddle. Before she could analyze her actions, she raised her paddle.
“Is that Bunny Leigh back there near the bar?” Charli shielded her eyes from the glare of the stage lights. “Y’all gonna let Temptation’s best florist go home with the two most drool-worthy men in the county?”
Cory and Jack stared across the room, straight at Bunny, both smiling.
Her pulse accelerated until she thought for certain her heart would jump right out of her chest. Her gaze panned the room, praying someone else would raise a paddle quickly before she bought the cowboy and the cop.
Charli grinned, and before anyone else could get a paddle above shoulder-high, she pounded her gavel on the podium and shouted, “Sold!”
Other Authors participating in Snippet Saturday:
Lauren Dane
Caris Roane
Eliza Gayle
Lissa Matthews
McKenna Jeffries
Shiloh Walker
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
TJ Michaels
Myla Jackson
Felicity Heaton
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