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#MySexySaturday The Heist Heats Up #MFRWAuthor

Welcome to another round of My Sexy Saturday, where authors offer seven words, sentences, or paragraphs from their work for your entertainment. Be sure to click on the graphic at the bottom of the page and visit the other participants.

This week’s theme is Sexy Thriller, and we think Kara and Ted fill the bill just fine.

A Heist? A Murder? It’s villain’s choice.

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A special-order art theft? Tedious, but seamless – until small town museum director Kara Daniels calls in the experts. Furious her favorite trio of priceless impressionist paintings has been stolen from its traveling exhibit on her watch, Kara is determined to save not only the paintings, but her future in the art world. She’ll stop at nothing to entrap the thief.

Ted Springs knows the underbelly of the criminal world a little closer than he might like—but he’s turned it to good advantage, first as a police officer, and now as detective for the Upper Midwest Arts Council. His job? To guarantee the security of the valuable paintings in the Council’s traveling exhibits.

Heat sizzles when Ted and Kara collide—can they work together, before it’s too late?

EXCERPT

Set up – Kara’s wearing a wire. Ted’s parked near the museum, where he can watch her head in to open up.

Kara never glanced in Ted’s direction as she drove by him and into the museum parking lot. Ted watched her get out of the car. First one long leg was exposed past mid thigh. To his pleasure, her skirt had slid upward during her drive from the apartment. The second leg was visible, and then she stood by her car. With her purse slung over her shoulder, she bent forward slightly to smooth out her skirt.

Ted swallowed when her hands lingered over her rump. Was she deliberately teasing him?

“See anything you want, detective?” Her light chuckle reverberated clearly over the speaker in his ear. “Just making sure you’re awake.”

“Damn woman,” Ted growled, wishing she could hear him. Sometimes she could be too brassy, but that was one of many attributes he loved about her.

He saw her dig in her purse for her keys outside the museum main entrance.

“Son of a bitch.”

Ted lurched forward on hearing her epithet.

“It’s happened again. The door is unlocked.”

Ted opened his car door.

“Don’t blow your cover.” Kara’s warning came to him as if she had eyes in the back of her head. “Maybe someone left the alarm system off. This is getting habit forming.”

He watched her gather herself and push the door open. Ted held his breath waiting for some sort of all clear signal. She was right. He shouldn’t show himself just because the door was unlocked

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When the Chips are Down, There’s Nobody There

When the chips are down, there’s nobody there.

Daisy-PromoDaisy Matthews grew up on the streets of Chicago, and if she learned anything, it was that she could count on no one to help her, ever. She knows she has to tough it out, protect herself, and when necessary, protect anyone she cares about. All by herself. No one else will do it for her.

Hubs and I have loved writing Daisy and her story. We first introduced her in Cassie’s Hope (Riders Up, Book One) – she’s the teenage waif in the group home where Cassie worked before she went back to training horses. We’ve known so many kids like her across our social service and academic careers. There’s a special kind of resilience that comes from growing up that way; kids who don’t develop it probably don’t make it, and we’ve known some of those, too.

She doesn’t know who her father is. Her mother, who died of an overdose when Daisy was little, was a prostitute. Fortunately for Daisy, her rock-solid grandmother took her in, but that grandmother died when Daisy was eleven. Unadoptable for whatever reason, she ended up in a group home through her early teenage years, until Cassie and Clint Travers became her foster parents.

We’ve dedicated this book to two of our ancestors who faced severe social stigma more than a century ago: my great grandfather, who was born to an unmarried teenage logging camp cook in the Pennsylvania mountains, and hubby’s great grandmother, a quarter-blood Cherokee in an era when the family tried to hide that information out of shame.

Maybe we gave Daisy an extra boost when we paired her with a handsome wealthy hunk in his early forties, but we think she deserves a bang-up happy ending for her determination, grit, and courage in the face of present day social stigma. We hope you’ll agree.

Willow Smoke
Riders Up, Book Three
Release Date September 1, 2014

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ISBN: 978-0-9907476-0-4
ASIN: B00N0DH13I
Romantic Suspense, 87,000 words
Heat rating: three flames (explicit sex, m/f)

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When the chips are down, there’s nobody there. Willowy blond Daisy Matthews has survived the Chicago streets with this mantra but is unprepared for the much older Nick Underwood’s urgent pursuit. The wealthy businessman receives a thoroughbred in payment for a bad debt and is thrust into Daisy’s world. She teaches him about horse racing; he teaches her about love. When Daisy’s seamy brother-in-law threatens Nick’s safety, she doggedly tries to stop him by herself, but flees to the familiar streets when he attacks. Can Nick find her in time – and if he does, will she still want him?

 

Coming April 30! Heat Wave #romance #suspense

Here’s the fabulous cover created by Rebecca Poole of Dreams2Media for Book Two in our Riders Up series, due out at Amazon next week, just in time for the Kentucky Derby!

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To celebrate, Book One: Cassie’s Hope will be FREE at Amazon April 29 through Kentucky Derby Day, May 3. Bookmark this link http://www.amazon.com/ebook/dp/B00GDWTUGY and hit it April 29 to download your free copy of Cassie’s Hope.

 

 

BLURB ~ Heat Wave

During an oppressive Iowa summer of drought and farm foreclosures, widowed Maggie Anderson makes a bold decision: She’ll merge her love of horses and her family’s three hundred and twenty acres into a horse farm and try her hand at nearby Prairie Meadows Race Track, where racing purses have just been augmented by the recently added casino gambling.

Down on his luck after being falsely accused in a racing scandal and banned from training, former Arlington Race Track trainer Ed Harrington has skulked home to Des Moines to drown his sorrows and wait for the dust to clear. He’s unprepared for the piercing robin’s-egg-blue eyes of pint-sized Maggie Anderson, who finds him at a flophouse and offers him a job. Can he pull himself together and meet the challenge?

As the two forge a tumultuous working partnership, they soon discover someone is out to get Maggie’s farm and will stop at almost nothing to force her off the land. Can they find and stop the culprit before someone is killed? Can they survive the far greater danger unleashed by the raw passion simmering just beneath the surface of their relationship?

EXCERPT

PROLOGUE

Scorching hot. It shouldn’t be this hot in February. Dreamily, she reached out her hand into the hazy air, then heard someone banging on the door and shouting. Strong arms pulled her out of the bed and urged her down the stairs. Horses whinnied frantically in the distance.

The scene shifted. A tall man staggered towards her, carrying the limp form of another man. Flames shot high from some building in the background. She strained her eyes trying to see better but failed to identify either man. Was he dead?

The shock woke her. Safe in her own bed, at a perfectly normal temperature, she tried to make sense of what had just happened. Maggie Magee Anderson never had nightmares. Should she be frightened? Somehow, she didn’t think so. In the dream, she’d been rescued. She’d trusted those strong arms—whose arms? Would she ever find out? Maybe, maybe not, but in her bones, she could feel the dream’s message: She’d be safe, even if she had to walk through fire.

 
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