Broken Fences
A TroubleMaker Novel
Book 1
Kelly Gendron
Blurb
Colden Saint James,
Dusty Owens, and a single night of passion had equaled to poor old Mr.
McAllister’s broken fence. Add six years, a
troublemaking photo, and there’s not a fence in Texas that’s gonna be safe.
It took Dusty Owens two years to land
Colden “Saint” James, even if it was for only one night, but the very next day,
he was gone. Now, years later, the “Saint” has returned, but he’s no longer the
do-gooder rookie cop Dusty remembers.
Dusty
Owens always had a way of making every single one of Colden’s man parts go all
hard. He’d been so close to falling for the girl before he’d left Odessa. Now,
due to a troublemaking photo, Colden must return to his hometown to keep her
safe. Trouble is, he’s a different man—not to mention the change. Well, it’s
gonna cause all kinds of problems where Dusty Owens and all of his man parts
are concerned.
Kelly
resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her
day job? Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities
in the WNY area. She’s been faithfully writing
for three years but did write her first book ten years ago. She put it down to
raise her son as a single mom and then picked it back up when she and her son
finally grew up. That's when she settled into her newly married adult life and
started to seriously write again. She's dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories,
but recently she's been on an Adult Contemporary Romance kick.
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1. Short Excerpt - Pg-13
“No,”
he said in a harsh whisper. Barely touching her, his large form hovered over
her body.
She
couldn’t move or say anything. Immobilized by the fear induced by the man who
pinned her to the bed, her panting carried on in the shadowy room.
“No,
don’t do this.” He cradled her face gently with large hands. “Don’t be afraid
of me. Not like this. You hear me?” The moonlight illuminated his eyes. They
glistened with affection. “You be frightened when I kiss you.” His mouth
brushed over hers.
Her
breath caught in her throat from the brief kiss and from the way he
passionately gazed down at her.
“Be
afraid of the feeling you get between your legs when I touch you.” The weight
of his body lowered on hers, his thick hardness imbedding her flesh. “Fear me
when I’m finally deep inside of you.” He pressed closer.
She
let out a cry of desire, not from fear. Her hips moved as she tried to rock
against him.
A
smile touched his strong lips, and his tempting mouth lay suspended over hers.
“You fear what we will become when I again make you mine, sweetheart.”
The
warmth of his words cascaded her flushed face. The tenderness in his voice and
the soft pressure of his palms upon her cheeks added need to her already
desirous want.
“And
what you should really be afraid of…
what you need to fear,” his eyes dropped to her mouth, a rough thumb passed
over her quivering lip, “is what you mean to me in here.” Colden tapped his
chest as dark eyes lifted back to hers. “Because being trapped in here, Dusty
girl…” He pointed to his heart. “Well, that should scare you a lot more than
being safe out here with only your arms around me.”
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