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Happy My Sexy Saturday! My contribution today to the hop peeks at a moment of complete vulnerability for the hero of Always and Forever Love, Jackson Carter, as he solicits help from private investigator Lacey Aegar. Enjoy!
Lacey felt like there was no one else in the room. His words carried weight and she knew the moment was sacred. He bared his soul, with no expectation of anything but the hope of understanding. She had to ask. “Why are you telling me this?”
He chuckled. “Good question. Nothing like laying it all out there when we hardly know each other.”
She let the moment hang, waiting for a sincere answer, not knowing if he had it in him.
There is a lot of regret in me. I feel the weight of my legacy. My values have not so much changed, as I’ve come to grips with reality. That’s a hard truth that not many people can appreciate.” He sipped his coffee and again shifted his gaze around the room, but she knew he didn’t see it. “You see things. You see things people miss. I just want you to know that I know much goes before me. It sounds clichéd, but I am different. Maybe you can see that and give me a second chance.”
It was easy to pick up that he carried deep feelings, some of them tender and painful. Lacey understood how devastating—as well as completely life changing—awareness of awful truths could be. Still, she knew firsthand of the shattering that could occur at the hands of the Carter family. She couldn’t forget that.
“Speechless, huh?” He tried to shrug off the intensity of his admission, dipping his head and suddenly busying with the saltshaker. “What do you say to something like that? I’m sorry I put you in that position.”
Again with the defenses? “Jackson. Stop. Can I say something now?” She ducked her head to catch his gaze. “I see that you’re sincere. Thank you for that. And you’re right. I know all about what your family has done to people in this town and out in the world. Your father is a very powerful and influential man. He could have done much good, but he didn’t. He’s put people out of work, destroyed their reputations, ruined lives of people I care about. How do I get beyond that? Why would I want to? Your family is dangerous.” She trembled with memories of the ills caused by William Carter. How could Jackson ask anything of her?
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Celebrating spooky and scary with seven paragraphs from Secrets for My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop. In the excerpt below, heroine Michelle Slade happens upon a lynx in a field near her house. She’s instantly mesmerized — and unaware the animal is a were-lynx, her friend and hero Casey Mitchell.
She held her breath, and as she did, a large figure of a furry animal slipped silently through the hedge, away from her.
Automatically, her hand slapped over her mouth. Her heart raced. Her breath came in deliberate pulls. That figure, that animal, was not at all what she’d expected to appear out of the shadows. She dropped her hand to her side and stepped cautiously toward the spot where the animal had disappeared.
The hedge bordered her half-acre backyard and split it from the rest of her property. The place in the hedge where the animal slipped through meant a short walk away from the security of her house, but she’d be damned if she was going to let that deter her from a possible identification of that animal.
She shivered in the cold air, taking measured steps to the spot, her senses perched on the edge of her nerves. She noticed a small opening in the hedge. The large animal would have had to crouch low to the ground to get through. She leaned low and tried to see through to the other side, but she saw nothing but dry weeds.
The hedge stood about to her chin, so standing on tiptoe, Michelle searched the field on the other side for another glimpse of the animal.
“Geez!” She instinctively took a step back when her gaze collided with the animal as it sat still in the field, barely visible. Inexplicably, it sat motionless, staring at her. Can it see me? she wondered. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She longed to get a better look, but she didn’t dare slip through the hedge. It seemed completely at ease, sitting there staring at her through glistening eyes.
Dare she speak? Fairly mesmerized, Michelle whispered to the animal. “I mean you no harm.”
This is the lynx who inspired the Casey character.
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Secrets releases today and my book tour with Goddess Fish begins. Exciting day!
Secrets, a paranormal romance releasing in one week from today, Oct. 6, follows the story of Michelle Slade, a recovering rape victim and owner of a cat rescue, and Casey Mitchell, private investigator and a were-lynx. The cats Michelle owns and works with in her cat rescue in the book are all named after cats I’ve either owned or stray cats who walked into my backyard and my life. These darlings were able to find forever homes or simply were spayed or neutered then released through my efforts to provide food and water and shelter for a while, then connect them with various rescue organizations.
So I’d like to share pictures and a bit of their stories each day preceding Secrets’ release. I would love it if anyone who cares to would post images of their cat/s on my author Facebook page. The first cat I’ll highlight is Madeline. Let’s celebrate cats!
Plenty of interesting excerpts continue on the My Sexy Saturday Blog Hop. Today we get a peek at Dancing with Detective Danger’s Detective Ben Kirby and PI Sterling Aegar as Sterling struggles with her feelings for Ben.
“But I can’t be with you. It would be more than I could stand to get accustomed to spending all of my days and nights with you and then have to face that day.”
Leaning in, he put his hand on hers. “What day, Sterling?” His voice sounded so gentle and warm—how could she make him understand?
“The day I get the call informing me of your death,” she finished, nearly leaping from her chair. She couldn’t stand the feelings threatening to tear her apart.
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