Happy release day to Summer Sizzle, an exciting new collection of hot summer stories, perfect reading for lounging at the beach or by the pool! (Or, my wild-and-crazy option, on the couch in a nice air-conditioned living room.)
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About Summer Sizzle...
Ready for some sexy fun in the sun? SUMMER SIZZLE brings you twenty stories of love and passion all in one sultry collection.
Enjoy a steamy fling with the one who got away, or start something new with the stranger next door. Best friends make surprising new discoveries. A runaway bride gets her comeuppance, business rivals give in to desire and wannabe lovers cash in on old crushes. Watch sparks fly on the beach, at the ballpark, on the dance floor, even in the middle of a summer rainstorm.
Featuring stories by the Los Angeles Romance Authors (LARA), SUMMER SIZZLE is a treat that will leave you hot in more ways than one!
Check out all the amazing authors in this collection...
Chellesie B. Dancer
About "Cowboy Lullaby"...
Herman "Manny" Hernandez appears in the short story "Cowboy Cocktail." He's an oilfield mechanic and handsome raconteur regular at Oleander's honkytonk dive bar, The Silver Spur.
Rhiannon Emery is the blonde bombshell cocktail waitress whom Clark finagles into taking Melody's shift in Cowboy Player.
These are minor characters with major personalities, and I wanted them both to have a little sexy May-December romance!
Enjoy, and don't forget to enter the Rafflecopter below for a copy of Summer Sizzle!
from "Cowboy Lullaby," a short story in Summer Sizzle
When Rhiannon woke up, she didn’t know where she was. Confused, she blinked in the darkness. A cool breeze brushed her forehead and she remembered—Manny’s. She’d fallen asleep on his couch, drunk on love songs. He’d put a light blanket over her and gone to bed.
She reached into her pocket and checked the time on her phone. Ten past midnight. She knew he worked an early shift. She’d long overstayed her welcome. She rubbed her face, stood up, and folded the blanket. In the kitchen, as she drank a glass of water, she realized the light in his bedroom was on.
Her bare feet were silent on the carpet. The door was open wide enough that she could see inside. He was awake, sitting on top of the covers and reading a book. He was wearing glasses and gray sweatpants, but no shirt. There was a weight bench in the corner of the room. From the looks of his chest, Manny used it. Often.
She knocked softly on the door and took a few steps inside. “Hey.”
He looked up from the book. “Hey, there.” He sat up. “Everything okay?”
“I’m going to go. Sorry I fell asleep.”
He took off his reading glasses. “Let me give you a ride.”
“No, no. Don’t. I’ll walk. I do it all the time.”
“Are you crazy?” He stood. “It’s past midnight. I’m not going to make you walk.”
“Manny, don’t worry—”
When he came toward her, Rhiannon held up her hand, resting her palm against the middle of his chest. They froze. Just like his arm, his chest was smooth and warm, dark skin stretched taut over rigid muscle. Pulses of pleasure surged through her nervous system, igniting her brain. He was a head taller than her. Up close, she had to lean back to look into his dark eyes. His jaw tightened as he swallowed hard.
“Rhiannon,” he said, “I am twice your age.”
“Does that really matter? Haven’t you thought about this?”
He took her hand and brought it to his heart. “Every time I look at you.” His voice was soft. “For three years—every goddamn time.”
When his lips found hers, Rhiannon’s eyes slid closed. His kiss was gentle and sure. He tasted like peppermint toothpaste. He rested his hands lightly on her shoulders, as if to give her a chance to back out if she changed her mind. Instead, she pressed her body against his chest, embraced his rigid torso, and slid her hands down his hot back. He smiled against her lips and took her in his arms at last.
He threaded his fingers through her hair and kissed her until she was breathless. When she parted her lips for him, he groaned and slid the tip of his tongue against the tip of hers. The incredibly intimate caress made her go liquid in his arms.
When they broke that first kiss, Rhiannon was trembling.
“Whew,” he whispered. “Caliente.”
She smiled. “Sí. Caliente.”
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