Showing posts with label Texas romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Texas romance. Show all posts

Friday, June 27, 2014

Borrowed Cowboy - RELEASE WEEK!

TGIF naughty readers!!

It's been a great release week here in Kincadia - thank you so much for all the shares, likes, and wonderful comments for Paxton. If you've missed the details - here they are, along with an excerpt. Enjoy!


Paxton Mathis is committed to bachelorhood. One failed marriage was more than enough to remind him of the dangers of getting too close. He has his work on the ranch; he has his family. He has everything he needs.

Event planner Reese Jameson accepted the job at Shadow Maverick Ranch for one reason: to face her biggest regret. Paxton Mathis was her first love, her first everything. And ten years ago, after a night of unbridled passion, it all came crashing down.

The moment they see each other again, it’s clear the years haven’t doused the heat between them. On the contrary, their flames burn hotter than ever. Despite Paxton’s attempts to keep things casual, old feelings emerge alongside a fierce hunger to keep Reese in his life forever. Reese willingly accepts Paxton’s need to keep things casual, but she’s worried her heart won’t get the message.

When Paxton is forced to face his fears, will history repeat itself, or will he take a chance on a whole new future?

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Pax made good on his promise to call.
He called every night for a week, so when her phone rang late on Friday night, Reese wasn’t surprised.
“Hi, beautiful. You home yet?”
She experienced a rush of pleasure at hearing his voice. Reese turned her key in the lock. The man had impeccable timing. “Walking in now.”
“How’d it go?”
She tossed her purse and keys on the narrow counter that served as a pass-through to her kitchen.
“Without a hitch.” She’d been planning the fundraiser for a local children’s hospital for months. “They raised a lot of money, and I found the perfect caterer for Gavin and Lauren’s wedding.”
Surprise colored his tone. “Yeah?”
“I’ve been hesitant to mention them to Lauren. They were highly recommended, but I’ve never seen them in action until tonight. The food was delicious, and perfect for what Lauren envisioned. I won’t bore you with the details. What did you do today?”
“You never bore me, darlin’. You wanna talk boring? I spent a good part of the day in the office with Gavin.”
She snickered. “In the office?” As memory served, Pax hated anything to do with paperwork. Or being cooped up inside. He preferred fresh air and wide-open spaces.
“Not my favorite thing to do, but sometimes, a necessary evil. There’s a neighboring property we’d like to buy. We had a conference call with our dad this morning. Sort of a status update, I guess you could say. Then I spent the next few hours going over land surveys and next year’s breeding schedule. Tedious stuff.”
Right. Tedious. He loved every minute of it, just as she loved her work. “Are your parents enjoying their vacation?”
Reese made her way to the bedroom. She kicked off her heels, shouldered the phone, and worked the sheer pantyhose down her legs. Wearing pantyhose on a hot Texas night should be a crime. She sat on the edge of the bed and flexed her toes, groaning as her muscles cooled and relaxed.
“Pax?”
“They are.” Pax’s voice turned sultry smooth. “What are you doing?”
She fell back on the bed. “I’m reveling in being out of those shoes. And don’t get me started on the pantyhose.”
“If I were there, you’d be out of more than just your hose and shoes.”
Her body reacted to his threat, heat pooling between her thighs. “Promises, promises.”
Reese ran a hand over her breast. God, she missed him. Their work schedules had made getting together impossible over the last week. They had their date for Mrs. Sinclair’s seafood boil tomorrow, and it couldn’t come soon enough. Reese was counting down the hours until Pax picked her up.
The night of Patrick’s death had haunted her for so long. She felt lighter, happier than she had in years. Reese never dreamed they’d be in this place. She and Pax. Rediscovering the connection between them.
Their nightly conversations had been tame. A ritualistic check-in at the end of each day that screamed relationship. They’d begun to get to know each other again, which seemed odd considering in the two times she’d seen him, he’d made her come more times than she could count.
Leave it to them to do things backward.
Pax continued to avoid the topic of his marriage and Reese didn’t push. She’d figured out most of it on her own, anyway. Reese hadn’t been entirely forthcoming, either. She’d never been married, but she’d been asked. Recently. Pax deserved to know, but how does one go about saying Hey, this guy I refused to marry keeps calling…
Yeah, not so easy when the man she loved was looking for a reason not to trust her. Whether he realized he was doing it or not.
One day, he’d trust her to protect his heart. The last thing she wanted to do was give him a reason not to.
Reese filled her lungs, prepared to broach the subject.
He’d be cool. Pax would see the situation for what it was. Reese wasn’t interested in Todd or anything he had to offer. Pax owned her heart. Okay, so she wouldn’t share that last part. Call it a defense mechanism. Whatever. Her heart wasn’t a card she was ready to play.  
“Tell me about the dress you’re wearing. I assume you’re in a dress?”
Pax’s words startled her back to the conversation. “Well … yes. For the moment I am. A cocktail dress. Simple. Nothing flashy.” She was often expected to attend the fundraisers she planned. She dressed the part, but preferred to stay on the sidelines to make sure everything went as scheduled. 
“Gonna need a little more for the visual I’m trying to create here, sweetheart.”
And she’d just lost her opening to a conversation that would now have to wait. Not for long, though. Soon.
“It’s just a dress. Spaghetti straps. Modest…” She glanced at her cleavage. “…modest-ish. Black and turquoise. That’s sort of a green—”
“I know what turquoise looks like. Keep going. Is it a long dress?”
“No, short.”
He growled. “How short?”
Reese hummed into the phone, warming to his game. “Short enough.”
“Take it off.”
Her stomach clenched at the demand. “What?”
“Take. It. Off.”

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Tuesday, March 4, 2014

White Collar Cowboy - Release Day and Exclusive Excerpt

IT'S RELEASE DAY!!!

I'm so excited to bring you the first in my new novella trilogy - Shadow Maverick Ranch.

I love sexy cowboys. I love reading about sexy cowboys. So naturally, it was just a matter of time before I'd create a few of my own. I hope you enjoy the Mathis men as much as I do.

To start off the trilogy...I give you Gavin Mathis.



Gavin Mathis is ready to settle down. He’s quit his job and come home to Shadow Maverick Ranch to do just that. Too bad his decision caused his beautiful former colleague to lose her job.

Lauren Delgado is a no-nonsense businesswoman. She’s had a crush on Gavin for years, but has a strict “hand-off” policy with the men she works with. When her life takes an unexpected turn, there’s nothing to stop her from accepting his invitation to Galveston Island, where the policy is definitely hands-on.







Praise for White Collar Cowboy:

"Parker Kincade knows how to write romance HOT! You will be left breathless and begging for more." – Mandy Harbin, National Bestselling Author

 "Parker Kincade has done it again with her first novella in the Shadow Maverick Ranch series. White Collar Cowboy is a down-to-earth, sexy romance about real people with real world problems who find their happy-ever-after together.  Can't wait for the rest of the Mathis siblings' stories."  – Monette Michaels, author of the Security Specialists International series.

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Excerpt:

Gavin reached the shore and dragged his tired limbs from the water. He snatched up his clothes and walked, naked and unconcerned, up to the house. His legs protested as he climbed the stairs to the porch. Maybe he had overdone it a little, but he resisted falling into one of the deck chairs, instead dropping his stuff outside the door as he slid it open. A quick shower to rinse the Gulf from his skin, maybe a beer or two, and he was done. 
As he breeched the threshold, a movement to the left caught his attention and he turned, completely gobsmacked by what he found.
His weakened limbs found the renewed strength to hold him in place, standing completely still so as not to shatter the vision before him.
She was here. She was actually here.
Gavin watched in utter fascination as Lauren slipped the shirt from her shoulders. Inch by gorgeous inch, she unknowingly revealed her back to him. The creamy skin made his mouth water. His body tensed and he yearned to reach out, to touch, to tease, to pleasure. 
Obviously, she thought she was alone. He should make his presence known. Shouldn’t stand here and watch as she unhooked her bra. And definitely shouldn’t watch as she … sweet mercy, was she caressing her—fuck.
A flash of lust burned through him. Gavin licked his lips, his tongue suddenly desperate for something to do. His gaze focused on the movement of her arms as she cupped her breasts. He’d give anything to know what, who she was thinking about right now. He wanted it to be him, hoped it was him. It was wrong, so wrong, yet he remained still, transfixed, waiting to see what she did next. 
A tiny sound emerged from her throat, and his cock hardened in response. Her arms dropped. So did his gaze. The shimmering blue panties she wore didn’t quite cover her butt cheeks and he groaned as she bent to pick up what appeared to be a bikini top. Not panties then. Jesus, she was changing into a bathing suit. Not performing some kind of erotic strip tease.
Lauren spun, slapping her palms to her breasts. Not fast enough to keep him from seeing her tawny nipples, both drawn up to tight little buds.
Her gaze drifted over him, lingering over his chest before heading lower. Her eyes widened as she took in the rest of him. “W-what are you doing here?”
He made no attempt to cover himself. “It’s my house.” Simple, to the point. Truth. And all he was capable of at the moment.
Her fingers tightened, her breasts threatening to spill from the confines of her small, delicate hands. Hands he’d like to replace with his own.
“That’s not what I meant. You said you were leaving tonight.”
He nodded slowly. “Yes, and I did. You never asked me where I was going.”
“So, you asked me to come, but thought I wouldn’t if I knew you’d be here?”
He could practically hear the gears turning in her head. And he appreciated the fact she was pleased with what she saw, but she was making coherent thought damn near impossible.
“Staring at it like that is only going to make it worse, sweetheart,” he said gently.
Her eyes snapped up, a light blush staining her cheeks. “Like what?”
“Like it’s candy.” She was killing him. He couldn’t remember ever being so hard. The stubborn set of her chin, the darkening of her eyes, everything about her intrigued him, called to him.
“I need a shower.” The saltwater from his swim was already starting to make his skin itch, and he needed to get the hell away before he tossed her to the couch and fucked her blind.
He looked her up and down again, taking full advantage of his first opportunity to see her body, the curves that had tempted him for so long. She was even more beautiful than he’d imagined. Lean, muscular legs, rounded hips and an ass he’d like to sink his hands into. Breasts too big for her smaller hands, but perfect for his.
“Unless you’d like to join me, I’d suggest you put on something more substantial.” He glanced pointedly the apex of her legs. “Because knowing I’m one scrap of material from having you naked is driving me crazy.” As if she hadn’t seen the rock-hard evidence of his arousal already.
Slowly, her lips curled upward. “Well, I seem to remember you telling me I could help myself to anything I wanted.” She dropped her hands, baring her nipples for his view. “So, yes, Gavin. I think a shower sounds perfect.”

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