Wicked Readings by Tawania: VBT: SPOTLIGHT & GIVEAWAY- FOR THE LOVE OF A COWBOY BY SANDY SULLIVAN

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

VBT: SPOTLIGHT & GIVEAWAY- FOR THE LOVE OF A COWBOY BY SANDY SULLIVAN

FOR THE LOVE OF A COWBOY

COWBOY DREAMIN' 3

SANDY SULLIVAN

Book Blurb:

Paige Tyler didn’t want to be the preacher’s daughter anymore. She wanted the freedom to live her own life, do what she wanted and find the man of her dreams. What she didn’t expect to find was that man drunk off his ass and needing her assistance to handle three guys wanting to beat him up in a bar fight.

Jacob Young’s life was a mess. Finding solace in a bottle of booze was the answer to his guilt-ridden conscious until an angel in leather pulls him up by his boot straps, brushes him off and convinces him life is worth living.

Do opposites really attract? Can a cowboy with a wounded heart be the answer to her prayers? It’s all in For the Love of a Cowboy.

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Teaser

Another Friday night found Paige putting on her satin and leather to see what the bar held. Did she dare go back to The Dusty Boot to try her luck? What if she ran into the drunk? Jacob. His name was Jacob. Not that she’d forgotten really. Who was she kidding? She hadn’t forgotten him all damned week. His brown eyes had haunted her from the time she’d pulled into the storage shed to deposit her bike before she went home until now.

She wanted to know how he’d faired.

The look he’d given her as she helped him across the street haunted her. He looked so lost, she wanted to take care of him.

“Bullshit on that noise.” The cracked mirror inside the shed reflected her bright green eyes, red lips and high cheekbones. No one she knew would recognize her in this getup, at least no one from church or Heaven forbid, her father.

Once she walked the bike out of the shed, she slid on her helmet, hit the ignition on her Harley and slowly pulled out onto the street. Should she go to The Dusty Boot or try a different bar?

Forty minutes later, she found herself parking at the curb outside the same establishment, as music ebbed with the opening and closing of the doors. What did she hope to accomplish other than no one recognizing her from the week before? She exhaled sharply as she set the kickstand down.

“Hey baby. Weren’t you here last week on this nice lookin’ machine?”

“Maybe.”

“I saw you pull up. Can I buy you a beer?”

“No thanks.”

“Aw, come on, darlin’.” The man grabbed her hand as she stepped away from the bike. “Just one. You and me can get better acquainted and maybe have us a little fun.”

“I said no thanks, buddy. Let go before you lose the limb.”

“Tough girl, eh?”

“More than you know. I won’t tell you again to let go of my hand before I break your arm.”

“Fine, fine. It ain’t worth the hassle.” The guy backed away with his hands in the air.

Her boots clicked as she walked toward the door ignoring the man as his cronies laughed at his expense when he joined them. It didn’t matter, but she’d keep an eye on him just in case. She didn’t want trouble, but it seemed to find her.

She walked to the bar to set her helmet down as she said, “Hey, Dan.”

“Paige, honey. I’m glad you came back.”

“Why’s that.”

“Jacob has been asking about you.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Seems he remembers you to some degree and wanted to know your name. I told him I didn’t know, but he’s been in here every night looking for you.”

“Great, just fucking dandy.”

“If you don’t want nothin’ to do with him, just let me know. I’ll take care of him.”

“No, it’s fine, Dan. Maybe he just wants to say thank you and it’ll be the end of it.”

“I hope so.”

Dan stored her helmet beneath the bar as she walked to the end and found her favorite spot open.

Peyton was tending her end of the long mahogany. “What are you drinkin’, Paige, or do I have to ask.”

“You don’t have to ask, do you?”

Peyton laughed as she slid a tall Coke toward Paige. “No.” Moving closer, she stuck two cherries in the glass. “Dan tell you Jacob has been here lookin’ for you?”

“Yeah.”

“He’s sittin’ in the corner near the back.” Peyton glanced over Paige’s shoulder. “I think he spotted you.”

“Let’s get it over with, I’d say.” She spun around only to come face to chest. She glanced up at the face she couldn’t forget. “Hello.” Tall. Six-foot-four, at least, of pure muscle stared back. Dark hair peeked out from beneath his straw cowboy hat and the deepest brown eyes she’d ever seen on a man looked right into hers. She cocked her head to the side when she noted no alcohol coming from his breath, just a clean, refreshing minty smell. Interesting.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sandy Sullivan is a romance author, who, when not writing, spends her time with her husband Shaun on their farm in middle Tennessee. She loves to ride her horses, play with their dogs and relax on the porch, enjoying the rolling hills of her home south of Nashville. County music is a passion of hers and she loves to listen to it while she writes.

She is an avid reader of romance novels and enjoys reading Nora Roberts, Jude Deveraux and Susan Wiggs. Finding new authors and delving into something different helps feed the need for literature. A registered nurse by education, she loves to help people and spread the enjoyment of romance to those around her with her novels. She loves cowboys so you'll find many of her novels have sexy men in tight jeans and cowboy boots.

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