Fitzgerald.”
Will Clay’s lack of loving words bring back painful memories of Bobbie’s childhood or can she put her fears aside and finally find love with her California Cowboy?
California Cowboy
© 2007 Maggie Casper
Clay Bodine has lived on the Lazy B Ranch since birth. He works the land with loving hands while ruling it with an iron fist. When his younger brother mentions hiring a new kid, Clay doesn’t think much about it…until they meet.
Sparks fly when sassy and independent Bobbie Carlington meets her new boss for the first time. Used to answering only to herself, Bobbie quickly learns that things don’t quite work out that way on the Lazy B.
When Clay takes Bobbie’s virginity his old-fashioned ways demand he marry her. Will his lack of loving words bring back painful memories of her childhood or can Bobbie put her fears aside and finally find love with her California Cowboy?
Enjoy the following excerpt for California Cowboy:
Clay was lying on his bed with his back against the headboard, enjoying a jerk session to its fullest extent, when the door connecting his room to the one beside it swung open. In its wake stood a green-eyed vixen, the exact same one he’d been fantasizing about.
He’d thought of nothing but her beautifully large breasts for most of the evening and whacking off to thoughts of sliding his cock between those pale globes had seemed the best option. Getting caught at it wasn’t on the agenda. The damned woman was a menace, he thought, as he reached for the sheet to cover his now flaccid shaft.
“Don’t you know how to knock, woman!” he thundered at a pink-cheeked Bobbie.
“Uh, well…umm, I…” she stuttered in way of an explanation, her face crimson with embarrassment. She cleared her throat and tried again. “I just wanted to see where this door led.”
“Well now you know. So if you wouldn’t mind, could you…” He motioned with his hand for her to turn around and leave the way she’d come.
She did as asked but quickly turned back around, once again catching him off guard. “Oh, but I was wondering…” was all she got out before he lost what was left of his temper.
“Out dammit, now!” When she scurried to the door, he took a deep breath in hopes of calming his temper. “After I get dressed, I’ll meet you downstairs.”
It was all he could manage when what he really wanted to do was wring her sexy little neck and pound Chance into a bloody pulp. The dumb son of a bitch was too stupid for his own good. Why the hell would he put Bobbie in the master bedroom next to his but not bother to say a word about it to either of them?
“Whatever the reason, it had better be a good one,” Clay growled as he zipped the fly of his jeans.
The loud bang of the door reverberating off of the walls accomplished exactly what he wanted. A bleary-eyed Chance, dressed in only a pair of white boxer briefs, came stumbling out of his room.
“What in the hell are you slamming doors for, Clay? I just fell asleep,” Chance grumbled.
“Come on, you’ll see,” Clay answered. He was looking forward to his brother’s embarrassment.
When the two of them reached the living room, Bobbie looked up from her spot on the couch. Her cheeks were still flushed, almost the color of her hair, which was now flowing around her shoulders in a disarray of curls. The fiery mass complemented her pale skin and the freckles dotting her nose gave her an impish look, making Clay want her all over again.
“This really isn’t necessary, Mr. Bodine,” Bobbie said, clearly not wanting him to relay to Chance what had transpired between them. “Just do something to block the doorway and I promise I won’t bother you again.”
“Yes, darlin’, I think it is necessary and I’ll take care of the door first thing tomorrow.” Turning to Chase, Clay demanded, “Why in the hell didn’t you say something to either of us when you showed Bobbie to the master bedroom?”
Clay
Will Clay’s lack of loving words bring back painful memories of Bobbie’s childhood or can she put her fears aside and finally find love with her California Cowboy?
California Cowboy
© 2007 Maggie Casper
Clay Bodine has lived on the Lazy B Ranch since birth. He works the land with loving hands while ruling it with an iron fist. When his younger brother mentions hiring a new kid, Clay doesn’t think much about it…until they meet.
Sparks fly when sassy and independent Bobbie Carlington meets her new boss for the first time. Used to answering only to herself, Bobbie quickly learns that things don’t quite work out that way on the Lazy B.
When Clay takes Bobbie’s virginity his old-fashioned ways demand he marry her. Will his lack of loving words bring back painful memories of her childhood or can Bobbie put her fears aside and finally find love with her California Cowboy?
Enjoy the following excerpt for California Cowboy:
Clay was lying on his bed with his back against the headboard, enjoying a jerk session to its fullest extent, when the door connecting his room to the one beside it swung open. In its wake stood a green-eyed vixen, the exact same one he’d been fantasizing about.
He’d thought of nothing but her beautifully large breasts for most of the evening and whacking off to thoughts of sliding his cock between those pale globes had seemed the best option. Getting caught at it wasn’t on the agenda. The damned woman was a menace, he thought, as he reached for the sheet to cover his now flaccid shaft.
“Don’t you know how to knock, woman!” he thundered at a pink-cheeked Bobbie.
“Uh, well…umm, I…” she stuttered in way of an explanation, her face crimson with embarrassment. She cleared her throat and tried again. “I just wanted to see where this door led.”
“Well now you know. So if you wouldn’t mind, could you…” He motioned with his hand for her to turn around and leave the way she’d come.
She did as asked but quickly turned back around, once again catching him off guard. “Oh, but I was wondering…” was all she got out before he lost what was left of his temper.
“Out dammit, now!” When she scurried to the door, he took a deep breath in hopes of calming his temper. “After I get dressed, I’ll meet you downstairs.”
It was all he could manage when what he really wanted to do was wring her sexy little neck and pound Chance into a bloody pulp. The dumb son of a bitch was too stupid for his own good. Why the hell would he put Bobbie in the master bedroom next to his but not bother to say a word about it to either of them?
“Whatever the reason, it had better be a good one,” Clay growled as he zipped the fly of his jeans.
The loud bang of the door reverberating off of the walls accomplished exactly what he wanted. A bleary-eyed Chance, dressed in only a pair of white boxer briefs, came stumbling out of his room.
“What in the hell are you slamming doors for, Clay? I just fell asleep,” Chance grumbled.
“Come on, you’ll see,” Clay answered. He was looking forward to his brother’s embarrassment.
When the two of them reached the living room, Bobbie looked up from her spot on the couch. Her cheeks were still flushed, almost the color of her hair, which was now flowing around her shoulders in a disarray of curls. The fiery mass complemented her pale skin and the freckles dotting her nose gave her an impish look, making Clay want her all over again.
“This really isn’t necessary, Mr. Bodine,” Bobbie said, clearly not wanting him to relay to Chance what had transpired between them. “Just do something to block the doorway and I promise I won’t bother you again.”
“Yes, darlin’, I think it is necessary and I’ll take care of the door first thing tomorrow.” Turning to Chase, Clay demanded, “Why in the hell didn’t you say something to either of us when you showed Bobbie to the master bedroom?”
Clay
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