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It was just while I was writing a particularly relevant scene, that I heard the song, Demons, by Imagine Dragons. It went along with the scene so perfectly that I bought the album (great album, btw) and played the song each time I was in the car so I could muse on it.
A little more about Gavin Emerson:
- He used to ride bull like nobody’s business and has the scars to prove it.
- He left home after an ugly fallout with his father at eighteen years old, got involved with gambling, loan sharks, and later joined the mob he borrowed from.
- He’s attracted to redheads and has several different nicknames for Jade, including his favorite, Freckles, due to the splash of freckles across her cheeks.
- Last but not least, he’s got a sleeve of tattoos that represent parts of his past.
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- She has strawberry blond hair, pale skin, and a splash of freckles she’d do anything to hide.
- She dunks almost everything she eats in Tabasco sauce.
- She’s fiercely protective when it comes to her son.
- She lost her loving father to a long battle with cancer when she was young.
- She’s secretly in love with cowboys from the past, like Wyatt Earp.
- She is snarky, witty, and avoids drama like the plague.
- She’s just witnessed the murder of a co-worker and is about to enter a protection program on Emerson Ranch.
Oh yeah, and she’s about to fall hard for rebel cowboy, Gavin Emerson.
In this excerpt from Jade’s Cowboy Crush, Jade, upon butting heads with Gavin, reconsiders her plan to seek protection at Emerson Ranch:
Jade had assumed that a grown, mature man would show up to take her and Luke to some secret hideaway. Instead she’d ended up with an immature, kid-hating, woman-ogling dirt bag. Probably back there hitting on that female cop. Yet as she glanced up to her rearview once more, puzzling as to why she couldn’t see him, two loud thumps tapped at her window. She jerked back in response before rolling it down partway. “What,” she demanded, glaring at him. Or rather – his chest. He was taller than she’d realized. And more muscled too. And there were those tattoos, the near-sleeve of them encasing one well-defined arm. She’d been drawn to that look back in the day. Not any more. With a slow, relaxed movement, he hunched down to look at her. “What are you doin’?” The slow drawl in his low, raspy voice made her blush and actually wonder just what the hell she was doing. His thick, blond hair bordered on unkempt in a way that might make a weaker woman swoon. But she was not a weak woman. Jade didn’t fall for things like that. “I’m leaving,” she announced.
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Luke’s big brown eyes were pasted on a lump of dough as he smashed it down with his small hands.
“Here. Put a few scoops on,” she said. “Just on one side, remember.”
Luke did as she said, and started piling toppings on next.
“You need help?” Jade asked.
Gavin held her gaze. “Maybe.”
She smiled, seeming to hold a hint of that playful side she’d shown last week at the pond. “Okay.” Jade walked around the counter and stood beside him. Gavin didn’t miss the warmth of her arm as it grazed his. “You need to start with some flour.” She reached into the small measuring cup, pinching some in her fingers.
“And where does that go?” he asked.
Jade dropped it on the counter. “Here,” she said, “and here.” With movements too quick to stop, she smeared her fingers over one side of Gavin’s face.
Luke busted up.
“Oh,” Gavin said, reaching for the measuring cup next. “Like this?” He sprinkled the flour into his open palm, rubbed his hands together, and cradled her face. With the soft, white powder coating his hands, he ran his thumbs over the light splash of freckles on her cheeks. He liked the way Jade didn’t fight it. Only stood there and smiled as he drew a line from the top of her forehead down to the tip of her nose.
She batted her lashes at him. “Is that all you got?”
But his eyes were already set on something more – those lips. Without breaking his gaze, Gavin traced a finger over the smooth curves of her mouth. The top lip first, followed by that full, bottom pout. The powdery substance barely clung to the softness there, creating the lightest sheen over their pretty, pink color.
He ran a thumb over them next, willing himself to let go and step away, wondering if he’d ever been so hungry in all his life.
Jade's Cowboy Crush
Sweet Montana Bride Series
by Kimberly Krey
Paperback, 320 pages
Published December 13, 2013
Single mother, Jade Miller, has just witnessed a murder. Now, set to testify against the cold-blooded killer, Jade must be placed under protection. While she is grateful to the kind folks who’ve offered to take in her and her son, Jade is surprised to find the man escorting them from L.A. to Montana is Gavin Emerson. A womanizing, far-too-attractive-for-his-own-good, rebel cowboy. Jade assures Gavin that she has sworn off men until her son is grown, but all too soon she finds herself fighting back feelings for the man who’s agreed to care for them.
Gavin wants nothing to do with ranch life. Not since the ugly fallout he had with his father over eight years ago. But when he agrees to come back, harboring Jade and her son for a time, Gavin falls in love with life on the land once again. Above that, he finds his heart has been captured by his lovely house guest, Jade Miller.
After reservations on both parts, the two are finally ready to open up and give their new-found love a try. Only they aren’t in the clear just yet, and as a dark and deadly threat falls upon them, Gavin finds that his bad-boy past may have led the danger right to their door.
Note: Though this novel is considered clean romance, it does contain passionate kissing scenes and a few mild curse words.
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by Kimberly Krey
Published September 11, 2012
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I'm a writer of contemporary clean romance, a lover of home, family, & friends, & the ultimate hater of laundry.
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