From the author:
The Fox and the Hound is book two in my Bailout Series. In book one, Backwoods Bailout, the main character Lacy was swindled into buying a house that technically didn’t belong to the person selling it. As we come to find out, the person who sold it to her was leading man, Marcus’ ex-girlfriend, Holly. It was a bitter break-up, what can I say? Anyway Holly rights her wrongs before heading into the sunset…but it seems she’s been too lucky for too long and Karma has come a knockin’ in the form of Peyton Shepherd. This is their story…
Blurb:
Read an excerpt:
I
found Peyton sitting at the small desk. He curled his finger at me and I made
my way across the carpet, wearing the bathrobe provided with the room.
When I stopped
directly in front of him, he was staring up at me.
“What?”
“I’m sorry I said those things to you.”
“I
know you might not think very highly of me, Peyton, but…”
“I
didn’t like the fact that you…were with Marcus,” he finished. “I shouldn’t have
said that to you. It wasn’t fair.”
Why
did he even care that I had been with Marcus?
“If
it makes you feel any better, I screwed that one up, royally,” I said honestly.
“You
didn’t screw it up. You were just trying to protect him. He’s a nice guy. He’s
not like us.”
I
shrugged and looked away, but immediately felt his hand snake its way between
the folds of the robe and come to rest on the bare skin of my side. I looked
down at him, but when I didn’t move away, he pulled me closer so that I was
standing between his knees. He tugged gently on the robe and it fell onto the floor
with a whispering of fabric across skin. He seemed to be memorizing every inch
of me, and just that was the sexiest thing I’d ever watched a man do. He urged
me forward again, bringing his face even with my breast before nipping me
gently, his eyes rolling up to meet mine, as if asking permission to continue.
I
reached out and ran my fingers through his hair. I lowered my mouth down to his
and he immediately stood up, carrying me with him to the bed. Still clothed, he
lowered himself between my legs and, from the feel of things, he enjoyed being
there, very much.
“We
shouldn’t be doing this.” I whispered.
“You’re
right,” he answered, pulling his shirt off and lowering himself back down until
we were pressed warm skin to warm skin. He bit my earlobe and I completely
forgot why I was supposed to be stopping him. He curled an arm around my waist
and pulled me tighter against him with a happy growl and more kisses. In truth,
I didn’t have the will power to stop him. After the daily regret of leaving my
needs unmet the last time, I didn’t want to stop him again.
My
breath caught in my throat when he rolled me over. He placed tickling kisses
from the back of my neck down the length of my back, following the feminine
curve of my spine. He got to my ass and bit me hard enough to send a shock
through my entire body. He growled out his satisfaction and trailed one of his
hands up between my thighs, tickling his fingers over the sensitive skin there
for a moment before easing me onto my back again.
He
stood over me, looking both dangerous and completely captivated by me. I wasn’t
sure I’d ever been looked at by a man like this before. He slowly removed his
clothes, taking his sweet time and driving me nuts.
I
whimpered as he removed his boxer briefs. He smiled at me before lowering
himself onto the bed, his body covering my own. “What’s your hurry?” he teased,
rubbing his nose along the length of my jaw. “I know you’re a thief, baby, but
I have to teach you the difference between instant gratification and real satisfaction.”
Buy the book:
Links: Backwoods Bailout Book One
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