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What’s better than a cowboy?
Why, a “nekkid” cowboy, of course. For everyone who loved STARK NAKED (and I do thank each and every one of you who made it such a hit), now we have BUCK NAKED. And Buck Montgomery is definitely a mouth-watering eyeful. Here’s a snippet from Naked Cowboys, Book 2.
Release date: April 30 from Samhain Publishing
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When Amy Stark met Buck Montgomery she was fuming over both a flat tire and his condescending attitude. It onely gets worse when they end up at the same cattle auction and his attitude doesn’t change. Little does she know that Buck harbors a secret he guards closely along with his heart. A secret that prevents him from reaching out to Amy for the relationships he really wants. Against his better judgment he cracks open the wall and lets her in, only to have his past catch up to him in a devastating way. Can Amy get past who he was and love the man he has become, or will he, once again, lose it all?
Silence instantly dropped between them with all the subtly of a lead weight. Amy fiddled with her napkin, very aware of Buck’s careful scrutiny. Again, she wondered what the hell she was she doing here, anyway. He was exactly the kind of man she told herself to stay away from—tall, very masculine, very sexy. Probably had a hundred women chasing after him. Well, she was tired of being one of the pack. Especially for a man like Buck Montgomery, who was now her neighbor.
So why am I sitting here having lunch with him?
Because my head said no but my body and my mouth said yes.
She looked up to find him watching her with his mouth curved in a slight grin. Heat sizzled across the table with an almost visible snap. She squirmed slightly in her seat and searched for a new topic of conversation.
“Do I make you nervous?” His deep voice vibrated though her, the warmth of it like a heated cloud surrounding her and washing over her skin.
Amy cleared her throat. “Nervous?” She clasped her hands on the table in front of her, hoping Buck wouldn’t notice the tremors in them. “Not. Not at all. Is there some reason why you should?”
“No. No reason. You just seem…fidgety. I wondered if it was me.”
“Of course not.” She searched for a topic of conversation. “So, when did you buy the Hayes Ranch? I didn’t even know it had sold.”
“About a month ago. It’ll take me a while to get it into shape, but I’m working at it.”
Their conversation was interrupted by the delivery of their food. Using the condiments took up a minute or so. Amy took a healthy bite of her burger and moaned in ecstasy.
“Still the best I’ve ever eaten,” she said around a mouthful of food.
“All their food is good. I eat here whenever I come into town.”
There was more silence as they consumed their lunch. Amy kept her eyes on her food but she was more than cognizant of the heavy-lidded looks Buck kept giving her. She wondered what was on his mind. At the auction he hadn’t seemed all that interested in her, polite and nothing more after their rocky start. Yet now he seemed to be seducing her with his eyes from across the table.
When she finished the last bite of food, she patted her mouth with the napkin and leaned against the back of the seat.
“You missed a spot.” He moved his hand toward her than jerked it back.
“A spot?” She frowned.
“Mustard. On your lower lip.”
Amy patted her mouth with her napkin and looked at the yellow smear on the white cloth. How embarrassing.
“I’m not usually a slob when I eat.” She picked up her napkin and ran it over her mouth again.
“But then I wouldn’t have had the pleasure of catching that last little bit on your lip.”
I should just get up and leave before I get myself into trouble. This was a huge mistake.
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