Good morning, all! Today I'm thrilled to be sharing a bit of author friend Em Petrova's latest work, Stranded and Stradded! It's hot and romantic, plus cowboys! Who could ask for more?
STRANDED AND STRADDLED Book Description:
When a freak snowstorm strands Lacey at a crowded Oklahoma rest stop, she thinks things can’t possibly get worse. Until she bumps into Trace Allen. Bull rider, ex-boyfriend, and all-around bad boy, Trace plucks her off her feet and invites her into his warm travel trailer.
But Lacey has her misgivings. Trace is every bit as strong and virile as the bulls he rides--and just as volatile. But when she finds evidence that their bad breakup was a misunderstanding, she begins to question everything she thought she knew about him.
Could Trace’s temper and bad boy exterior hide a tender heart? And will Lacey end up stranded, or straddled by the hottest bad-boy cowboy the rodeo circuit has ever seen?
He wrapped his gloved fingers around her arm and steadied her against his side before she was knocked into the snow by the brute-force wind.
“I’m goin’ back to my car, you high-handed ass.”
God, her sweet drawl was music to his deprived ears. One flare of his temper after he’d lost a big cash prize had sent her packing, and he’d regretted it every minute since.
She and her father worked with some of the bulls on the rodeo circuit, and that put her right in Trace’s path more often than he was comfortable with.
He shook his head to clear it and continued to haul her through the snowdrifts to his truck. She dug in her heels, but like the rest of the stranded travelers, she was wearing slippery cowboy boots, and she didn’t have a chance against his strength.
After ripping open his truck door, he tightened his grip in case she made a break for it. As expected, she struggled even more.
“Stay,” he barked.
“Am I your dog now?” Too bad her incensed tone wasn’t snatched by the wind.
He shot her a look from the corner of his eye. “Hershey listens better than you most of the time.”
Hooeee, that was the wrong thing to say. She tried to wrench her arm free, and he tightened his grip again, battling a smile. Damn, he loved to see that spark in her eyes.
“Oh, c’mon, Lacey. You know I’m teasing.”
She glared through ice-coated eyelashes. “How would you like it if I compared you to my dog?”
He probed her gaze for a long second. “Woof.”
She rolled her eyes. “If you think I’m going to pet you—”
Before she completed the sentence, he tugged her against his chest. The wind threatened to rip his hat off, and he nudged it down a bit more. Was it his imagination or did Lacey’s pupils dilate?
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Have a great week, everyone!
Hot Contemporary Romance
Edgy ~ Emotional ~ Erotic