Secret Hideaway

        (  Where is my manuscript of Country Heat 1? &
I know it's here somewhere.

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          I need to reference something for
Country Heat 2: Broken Vows

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I hope no one ever sees this mess I call my writing office.
They would not believe it.

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Ah! Here it is. 

Now, exactly how tall was            )
    Aubrey compared to Jensen?
       I need to know that for a scene
           in Country Heat 2: Broken Vows.

Where would I find that? L

L Probably in the beginning...

Here it is! &

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...Jensen watched her rear sway as she went inside.
Grandfather's coaching convinced him she'd
be difficult to get to know.

But she wasn't. At all.

She was open, kind, and generous.

And he was quickly falling for her. Truth be admitted, he already had.

It felt good to be stirred to life by a woman.

He'd had at least two dozen searing hot fantasies about her in the past days ending with a serious need for self-pleasure.

Without needing to experience her first, he imagined doing her all sorts of ways and knew she'd not only allow it, but like it. He stifled a horny grunt. He'd best not think too hard lest he turn on at this inappropriate moment.

He ruffled his hair. Ugh, all the sawdust flying out of it.

Before she returned, he managed to finger-comb it into place--such as it was. He brushed his clothes off yet again.

Pretty Aubrey returned. "Your tea, kind sir." She offered a tall glass with ice tinkling inside.

Jensen stood. "Thank you." He looked down at her. When they finally hugged, she would fit just perfectly under his chin. He took a deep swig, hotter and thirstier than he realized. "Would you like help setting up the grill or any preparations?"

She looked up at him from under her lashes, a half smile curving her sexy plump lips.

Don't flirt. Don't flirt. Everything in him told him he should, but his grandfather had been absolute on the issue. Jensen stifled the urge to hunt. But it was hard. So damned hard...

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( Mmm, maybe I'll just keep reading.
This story is so good.

I cannot wait to begin working on the
                            second book with my editor!

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             ...I wonder if I should've chosen
this for the excerpt instead...

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Aubrey didn't know if the tears running down her face were regret or joy. He held her so tender, gently, possessively. Breaths labored, his heart hammering against hers, his lips worked a gentle ‘kiss and brush' over her face. For a while, he hugged her.

They were still joined at the hip. The sounds of the night woods added a flavor to the tryst, made it seem more magical. She enjoyed his heat and closeness, the smell of him, the boom of his heart against hers.

He kissed her softly. "You're wonderful."

"You're so young," she replied before she realized what she'd said. Then she blushed. What a stupid thing to say.

"I'm old enough. We're not that far apart in age. Come on."

He was some cute, but so wrong. She'd grown old long ago. Her body was younger than she'd grown inside. Ugh. Reality set in.

Why did passion always seem to outmaneuver her common sense? Why did she let it?

But then, that was the old fart inside her censuring.

Here was this beautiful man...

Aubrey traced her fingers over his smooth cheek, looking for the signs of aging skin she could see on her own face. "I want more."

A second lay wasn't something he'd had the privilege of in a long, long time. Nor did he expect it. He'd rather expected her to roast him alive with her dragon breath, for pushing her, for pleasing her, for wheedling into her life against her will.

The second ride was even better. Jensen didn't worry she'd try to get away.

The way she talked to him drove him mad. In heated whispers and low, lusty tones she told him how good he felt. Asked him what he liked, what stroke, what rhythm, how deep? He'd never had a woman talk sexy to him. And he loved it.

He took longer to pop this time and when he did, his legs got shaky.

Jensen hugged his marvelous lady tightly. How quickly his life could change.

How blessedly quick...

(...I suppose, I could always change the excerpt I have for this, maybe...

Hmm, what is going on in here?

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For    

         Heaven's

                       Sake!

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 What are you doing in here?

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           Ah, you are searching for the prize, correct?

This scavenger hunt has you all running wild around my cottage. Honestly.

I am sorry, but the code isn't in here. I don't think. Hmm...where is that pesky little link that will send you to glory?
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This is my hideaway - for heaven's sake - I was...reading...

          Please head to that corner over there
         and go through that hall,       
        if you don't mind.
Yes, I know it's a little dusty...

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