Hotblooded Release Day!

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Her mama always said the women in their family were hotblooded…


And it’s been causing Brooke Donovan trouble her whole life. But it wasn’t until her mother took on the most powerful man in Honey Creek, Texas, that Brooke truly realized the daughter of the town whore didn’t stand a chance. When she left, it was supposed to be for good. But now, thanks to her late husband’s deal with their hometown, she’s back in the last place on earth she wants to be. Temporarily. As soon as her debts are paid off, she’s outta here. Until in walks the one man who can make her rethink everything.

Dr. Jack Silver fixes things. So, when he learns his uncle is responsible for Brooke losing her husband, his sense of honor drives him across Texas to make amends. Instead of a broken woman, though, he finds a gorgeous, feisty physician’s assistant trying to survive in a town that wants her gone. She also has a mile-high fence built out of pride—and a clinic that’s at risk of going belly up. She may not want his money, but the clinic? He can fix that. He just never expects that in setting Brooke back on her feet, he’ll be swept right off his own.


Warning: Contains a hot-blooded woman, a man who really likes that about her, a town with a long memory, and a cappuccino machine that makes it all worthwhile.


“I didn’t—”

“But now you’re the big hero. Carla said that’s your thing. Well, I’m so glad you got to show off today and stroke your ego a bit. Those women were fawning all over you after Amanda was stabilized and her mother activated her gossip phone tree. You’ll probably have casseroles coming out of your ears tomorrow. But this is my medical practice, in my town. This isn’t about you, Jack.”

Dammit, he wanted to say he was sorry. He didn’t want casseroles or applause or thank yous from a town of strangers. He wanted to hear how he could help Brooke, what he could do for her, how he could be her hero. He wanted to hear that she was going to be okay. Dammit. If she would just shut up.

There was only one option.

“I know what you’re thinking,” she continued. “That maybe I deserve the way Amanda feels about me and that I—”

He stepped close, cupped the back of her head, pulled her forward and covered her still-moving mouth with his.

Brooke stiffened in surprise, but she did stop talking. In fact, it only took a second for her lips to shift gears and begin kissing him back. With enthusiasm.

She’d been thinking about this all day. Which pissed her off because even when she was mad at him, she wanted him. When he’d come barging into her office, when they’d been arguing about the cappuccino machine, even in the midst of him making her look bad, she’d wanted to kiss him.

There were clearly some things that were genetic after all. Wanting inappropriate good-looking men was evidently one of them.

She considered pulling back, but then Jack’s other hand cupped the side of her head and brought her in until her breasts pressed against his chest. He deepened the kiss, tipping his head to one side and opening his lips.

And there was no way in hell she was moving anywhere but closer.

She responded, following his lead, parting her lips, gripping his biceps and going up on tiptoe to get closer. He welcomed her body more fully against his, widening his stance to keep his balance as she pressed against him.

He traced her bottom lip with his tongue and she felt a surge of heat sweep through her. The hand against her cheek left her face and dropped to the curve of her right buttock, where he lifted her, bringing their pelvises even. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her right leg around his waist. She wasn’t sure who groaned first at the intimate contact. He turned and walked her back toward the truck until her back was against the driver-side door. Then he pressed more fully into her. She dug her fingers into his hair and met his tongue with hers.

The truck door was becoming slippery with the rain and Brooke could tell he was struggling to hold her where he wanted her. Finally, after she slid twice, he pulled back, took a gulp of air and let her slide gently to the ground.

She gazed up at him, dazed. Regretting the lack of contact already.

He grinned at her, then wiped some of the water away from her cheeks. “Now will you let me apologize?” he asked.

She licked her lips. “No. But you can do that again.”

He paused only two seconds before acting. He braced his hands on the side of the truck on either side her head, bent, and touched her lips once more.

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