I wonder if I should be weirded out that THE COWGIRL’S LITTLE SECRET is releasing tomorrow on April Fool’s Day… Naw. I checked my Amazon numbers yesterday on both of the Red Dirt Royalty books and they were both in the top 100 of Harlequin Desire titles AND Westerns. Maybe some day I’ll make one of the Big Lists. I think that’s a dream of every writer who ever had a book available for sale. 😆
So…how about some teases for those of you who haven’t read the book yet. Here’s a little bit about Cord Barron, our hero:
He was supposed to be the easy-going Barron, the good ole boy comedian. He didn’t get angry. He didn’t slam his fist into inanimate objects–especially when it would hurt like hell. Except when Jolie was around. He was always off balance where she was concerned, like a pinball game with lights flashing and bells clanging as a huge TILT strobed in front of his eyes. Yeah, that definitely summed up their relationship. They’d been headed for a big, fat “game over” from the moment he’d first laid eyes on her.
And how he sums up his relationship with Jolie:
Jolene Davis. Juliet to his Romeo–right down to their feuding families. Cord had walked away from her, not once but twice, if their hookup for “old time’s sake” five years ago counted. Technically, she’d walked away the second time–before he could. Turnabout was fair play and all that crap. That was what he’d told himself at the time. He hadn’t wanted to admit how much it hurt–waking up hungover to find her gone, the sheets still smelling of her sweet mimosa scent. Even now, all these years later, he hated spring when the mimosa trees bloomed.
Jolie is working at Trauma One when Cord arrives in critical condition after an oil well accident. So much for being professional, right? 😉 He’s been stabilized and sent up to surgery and now Jolie has to notify his family. Who hate her. You know, that whole Romeo and Juliet thing? This is what she does at one point:
The bin with Cord’s belongings sat at her feet. She bent over and dug through the ripped and bloody clothes. She flipped open his wallet. Credit cards. A couple of receipts. No list of contact phone numbers. Jolie tucked the wallet and his driver’s license into a plastic baggy. She did not stare at his photo. She didn’t sigh over those sculpted cheekbones and that strong jaw, the golden-brown eyes. She didn’t rub her thumb across the plastic pretending it was his face and she could feel his skin. Well, just once. Or twice.
There’s a lot to keep these two apart but it sure was fun writing the pitfalls and then getting them together because deep down? They never stopped loving the other. And Cyrus is his bad ol’ most villainous. Since I’m teasing y’all, I’ll throw open the comments. Do you have a question about Cord, Jolie, CJ, the Barrons? Ask, and I’ll answer. And yes, I do have another copy of the paperback to give away. 😀