Hot Cowboy Nights #2
by Victoria
Vane
Coming February 3, 2015
from Sourcebooks Casablanca
Two wary hearts …
Janice Combes has two loves, bucking bulls and Dirk
Knowlton. But Dirk only has eyes for a dazzling rodeo queen. How can Janice
ever compete while mired ankle-deep in manure? Exchanging playful banter with
Dirk is all Janice can expect—until the stormy night he knocks on her door
dripping wet and needing a place to crash.
Different Dreams…
Dirk Knowlton is living the cowboy dream. Life should be
good—roping, branding, backing broncs, riding bulls, but there's a void he
can't seem to fill. After getting hung up by a bull, he wonders if this is
really the life he wants. Restless and rebellious, he bolts…but there’s a
certain cowgirl he can’t forget.
When a battle-scarred Dirk returns to his Montana ranch he's
determined to hang on at any cost. Janice has come back home to lick her own
wounds. When old dreams turn to dust, can two wary hearts take another chance
on love?
Excerpt from ROUGH RIDER by Victoria Vane:
He looked abashed. “We
didn’t just have to leave the party, we got kicked out of the hotel too.”
“Evicted from your
room?”
“Yup. And there aren’t
any others available in all of Casper.”
“I know,” she said.
“It’s why I’m camped out here.” She paused to digest what he’d left unsaid. “So
you and Rachel?”
He shook his head with a
scowl “We’re done now. Quits.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Nope. History. Case
closed.”
“It’ll blow over.”
“Don’t think so. It was
her idea to boot us. Said she didn’t give a shit if
I had a room tonight or
not. Then I couldn’t even try finding anything outside of town because my
asshole brother took my keys so I wouldn’t drive. My next move was to pilfer a
blanket and pillow and camp out under the stars in my truck bed, but then it
started pouring on me.”
“So you came here. How’d
you do that with no wheels?”
“Walked.”
“Three miles in the
pouring rain? No wonder you look like something the cat dragged in.”
“Can I crash for a
coupla hours? Maybe just camp out in the back seat of your dually? All I need
is to get warm and dry again.”
Janice’s mouth went dry
as sawdust. Dirk Knowlton. Cold. Wet. Here. Now. Wanting a bed? She’d give her
right arm to warm him up. Heck yeah.
Misreading her silence
he mumbled a curse. “Sorry, Janice. It’s my damned head. I’m not thinkin’
right. It’s still throbbing like hell.
Haven’t been myself all
night. M’pologies for being such a dumb-ass and imposing on you—” He turned to
the door.
“No! Wait. It’s not
that.” She grabbed his sleeve. “I was just thinking of your injuries. You don’t
need to make matters worse by sleeping all cramped up in the truck.” She gnawed
her lower lip and then blurted.
“Y-you wanna just stay
here instead?”
“Here? That’s mighty
generous but there isn’t a whole lot of room for both of us.” He glanced up at
the gooseneck with a frown. “If you’ll just gimme a blanket, I’ll take the
floor.”
“You don’t need to do
that,” she said. “The bench here flips down over the table and converts into a
single. It’s really narrow and not very comfortable, but still better than the
truck. Warmer anyway. Besides you need to get dry.”
“You sure about this?”
he asked.
“Yeah.” She smiled.
“What are friends for? I’m sure I’ve got a shirt for you too.”
“Thanks, Red. That would
be great.”
Red? The single
syllable rippled warm and tingly, all the way to her toes. He followed up with
a lopsided grin that stopped her in her tracks. She turned to the small cabinet
that served a dual function as dresser and closet and shut her eyes on a
sigh—but the same air stuck in her throat the minute she turned back around.
He’d shed the denim
jacket. And the black tee. His bare torso with well-developed pecs and a
mouthwatering six pack greeted her. He was drying his face with his discarded
shirt. Janice tore her gaze away and cleared her throat. “Here.” She thrust an
extra-large Dixie Chicks T-shirt into his hands, a souvenir from their Top of
the World Tour.
“I—I can get you a towel
too.”
He eyed the shirt
skeptically. “No thanks.”
“What? You don’t like
female musicians?”
“Don’t like their
politics. Natalie should just shut up and sing.”
“Ah.” She nodded slowly.
The shirt was from the tour that caused the “incident.” A lot of her friends
had since thrown out their Dixie Chicks CDs, but Janice still loved their
music. “I Can Love You Better” was her favorite. The lyrics, she’s got you wrapped up in her satin and
lace. Tied around her little finger…but I can love you better, perfectly
summed up all the heartbreak and frustrations of unrequited love; all her
secret feelings for Dirk. She only wished she could show him now that he was
here. In the flesh. A big strong, blue-lipped and teeth-chattering fantasy come
true.
***Click HERE to read my
review of ROUGH RIDER by Victoria Vane.
Praise for SLOW HAND by Victoria Vane:
“A “red-hot cowboy
tale...their sexual chemistry crackles. Well-paced, scorching scenes and witty
banter move the story along while setting the stage for Wade’s war-hero brother
to find his own true love in the next installment.” – Publishers Weekly
“SLOW HAND by Victoria Vane is delightful, funny, page turning steamy sexy… I'm beginning to think Victoria could write a phone book and make it sexy.” –Unwrapping Romance (Check out my review of SLOW HAND)
“PULL THE FIRE ALARM
& STOCK UP ON FIRE EXTINGUISHERS FOR THIS STEAMY ROMANCE!” – Avon Romance
About the Author:
Victoria Vane is a
multiple award-winning romance novelist and history junkie whose collective
works of fiction range from wildly comedic romps to emotionally compelling
erotic romance. Victoria also writes historical fiction as Emery Lee and is the
founder of Goodreads Romantic Historical Fiction Lovers and the Romantic
Historical Lovers book review blog.
TOURWIDE GIVEAWAY
ROUGH RIDER, a Hot
Cowboy Nights novel by Victoria Vane, Sourcebooks Casablanca, releasing
February 3, 2015, available in print and ebook formats.
4 comments:
Love Victoria~ =)
Me too, Ki and I really love this series. She does HOT Cowboys! xox
Thanks so much for the spotlight Amy! Love you back! :-)
You're welcome, Victori!
Thank you for the awesome reads. xox
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