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Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker on Kindle
Hi, all,
Mickie Sherwood here with exciting news! Cutie and the Cowboy, my new #1 Bookstrand Mainstream Bestseller, is now on Amazon Kindle. The sale price is $2.80! Buy it now!
Also, Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker has been released in paperback at Amazon (Buy, Buy, Buy!) and Barnesandnoble (Buy, Buy, Buy!) .
Happy reading.
Mickie
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away!~~
Louisiana Lady
Blurbs in Bloom
Mickie Sherwood here with exciting news! Cutie and the Cowboy, my new #1 Bookstrand Mainstream Bestseller, is now on Amazon Kindle. The sale price is $2.80! Buy it now!
Also, Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker has been released in paperback at Amazon (Buy, Buy, Buy!) and Barnesandnoble (Buy, Buy, Buy!) .
Happy reading.
Mickie
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away!~~
Louisiana Lady
Blurbs in Bloom
Blog/Giveaway: Big Strong Men Caring for Sweet Little Tots
Happy Holidays, everyone,
I'm still feeling pretty Santa-ry right about now!
What woman doesn't love to see big, strong men with a child in their company? Most women experience a rush of satisfying emotions: from warmth and compassion to yearning and desire.
Which are you?
Meet two such big, strong men capable of shelving their rough and tumble personas to care for the little ones of their love interests.
Mike Masterson is a tall, dark and ruggedly handsome cowboy trucker who owns an independent trucking company. He possesses all the tools necessary to come to Veronica's aid in Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker.
Jack Connolly is a tall, light and manly handsome helicopter mechanic. His true vocation harbors the skills necessary to fight in Mesha's defense in Louisiana Hot Sauce.
Plunge into their compassionate and touching interactions with the little tots.
Tell me. What qualities did you like about Mike and Jack? Leave your comments.
Comments are moderated due to spammers.
I'm still feeling pretty Santa-ry right about now. So, come on over!
Big Strong Men Caring for Sweet Little Tots
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away~~
www.mickiesherwood.com/blog
I'm still feeling pretty Santa-ry right about now!
What woman doesn't love to see big, strong men with a child in their company? Most women experience a rush of satisfying emotions: from warmth and compassion to yearning and desire.
Which are you?
Meet two such big, strong men capable of shelving their rough and tumble personas to care for the little ones of their love interests.
Mike Masterson is a tall, dark and ruggedly handsome cowboy trucker who owns an independent trucking company. He possesses all the tools necessary to come to Veronica's aid in Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker.
Jack Connolly is a tall, light and manly handsome helicopter mechanic. His true vocation harbors the skills necessary to fight in Mesha's defense in Louisiana Hot Sauce.
Plunge into their compassionate and touching interactions with the little tots.
Tell me. What qualities did you like about Mike and Jack? Leave your comments.
Comments are moderated due to spammers.
I'm still feeling pretty Santa-ry right about now. So, come on over!
Big Strong Men Caring for Sweet Little Tots
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away~~
www.mickiesherwood.com/blog
Mickie's Men and the Hair of the Women they Love
It's a hair thang! New excerpts of my men in their moments of weakness.
Read http://bit.ly/14QaXbr.
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away!~~
www.mickiesherwood.com/blog
www.twitter.com/MickieSherwood
Read http://bit.ly/14QaXbr.
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away!~~
www.mickiesherwood.com/blog
www.twitter.com/MickieSherwood
Kitchen Scenes - Cherished Moments CATCT BB99er AA/IR Sweet/Sensual
Emotional love stories to massage your senses & squeeze your heart!
What goes on in your kitchen?
Cherished Moments
Genre: Mainstream African-American Romance
Heat: Sweet
Price: $2.99 Amazon
Scene:
After an anxious night on the run, Jordan welcomes Deke's comfort.
Head now in the refrigerator, Jordan looked over the door when he spoke. He set the box on the table. After taking a few steps, he stood in her space. Jordan found her body commandeered. He gave her a tender hug that lingered until she had no choice but to hug him in return. At his touch, her insides sizzled.
Cold air from the refrigerator spread over her hot skin, causing the fizz in her ears. Deke seemed satisfied just to hold her, and she sensed nothing passionate in his embrace. On the contrary, his hold alluded to a deepseated predicament. Something she presumed he hesitated to share.
She nudged him. "Do you want to talk about it now?"
"There's a lot—"
"You deserve to have your say." Jordan delayed his offer. "Let's eat first."
"I make a mean omelet."
She stepped out of her comfort zone, tiptoeing to peck Deke on the cheek. "Thank you for all you've done—especially—when you didn't have to do it."
Deke looked at her with a bemused twinkle in his eyes. "The thanks should go to Howard. If it wasn't for him…" His voice trailed off.
"What?" she asked, with brows raised.
"Let's just say, things would be a whole lot different."
Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker
Genre: Mainstream African-American Romance
Heat: Sensual
Price: $3.50/$2.99 Amazon
Scene:
Veronica and Mike try to wind down after a horrific event that happened in the wee hours of the morning tests her trust in him.
Distress entered her eyes.
"I'm sorry for dredging up sad memories. Losing your love is heart-stopping."
His chair scraped when he sat. "You say that like you've been there."
She sighed. "I have."
Veronica seemed to spend a few private moments back in time. Her look expressed deepest sympathies better than any spoken words. Tiredness etched her face as the wee hours of the morning shed its darkness. The rumble outside lassoed Mike's attention.
"That's one of my drivers coming in." Mike left the table for a look across the yard. He drank from his cup while watching the truck limp to a stop. "That doesn't look good."
Veronica joined him at the window. "All the more reason for me to get out of your hair."
"I meant it when I said you're not in the way here." He faced her now. "Don't make a drastic decision you'll regret."
"Too late," she whispered.
"Regrets about the trade, huh?"
"If only you knew."
Mike gulped the last dregs of his coffee. "I think I have a problem I need to solve."
"I'll take that." Her reach for his mug brushed his hand.
"Thanks," Mike said, his concentration glued on other matters now. He paid scant attention, absently let go of his cup, and pecked her a spontaneous good-bye on the lips. The feathery touch shocked him. "Veronica!" He was embarrassed. "I–I—"
Her eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Please forgive me. I didn't mean for that to happen. I wasn't thinking."
"Mike, it's okay. No harm done." She put distance between them.
"Here I am, trying to convince you I'm trustworthy, and I do a boneheaded thing like that."
"You aren't going to jump my bones when I turn my back, are you, Mike?"
Her question alarmed him. "Hell no!"
"Okay." Veronica snickered. "It's forgotten."
With that, Mike rushed out of the kitchen, mumbling to himself as he went. But he was long out of earshot for her to understand what he said. He beat up on himself. Twenty-four hours in Veronica's company and she had rattled the bars jailing his heart.
Mike loped on toward the garage. He was hesitant to look back, yet he was unable to fight her allure. He took the chance.
Veronica waved. He ducked behind his truck. A hasty peek let him see she'd gotten the hint and vacated the window.
BayouBabe99er
Genre: Mainstream Interracial Romance
Heat: Sensual
Price: $2.99
Scene:
Although Sharlene appreciates Drake's help in the rescue of her uncle, she tries to discourage his persistent advances.
...Sharlene busied herself in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on the coffee started last evening. Drake's appearance provoked her to head for the door.
"Thanks again." She flung it wide open.
"Aren't you going to offer me a cup?"
"I'm worn out, and I'm sure you are, too."
"You owe me the rest of the story, Sharlene."
"You know all I know." She kept her answers short and curt to discourage his visit.
Drake covered her hand, the one holding the door. "I really came to warn you yesterday." He eased the door to a close. "I didn't tell anyone your identity," he promised, leaning closer.
Sharlene ducked. "Business association only." The coffeepot beeped right on time. She escaped right under his nose.
Two mugs and the fixings hit the table. Sharlene used that distraction as her invitation for him to wander over to a seat. She bustled about the kitchen in an attempt to give the goose bumps that sprang up on her arms time to vanish before she joined him. She'd forgotten the warm, homey sensation that surrounded one when in the presence of someone special.
Sharlene poured the steaming hot coffee, took her seat, and sampled her creamy, sweetened brew. She eyed Drake over the rim of her cup, cognizant that he pretended indifference to her blatant observation. Her secret thoughts evaporated into thin air throughout the cozy kitchen with each hindered breath she inhaled.
* * * *
The very idea Drake faced a challenge to his love sobriety intensified the nagging question about his future. He had muddled through life on autopilot since the tragic deaths of his family nearly four years ago. Work was his company keeper—his sanity regulator. Looking at the gorgeous redhead on the other side of the table had him wondering if he was ready for a heart fixer. Better yet, was she ready for him?
He spooned sugar into his coffee, lounged back in his seat, and kept a daring eye on Sharlene. Sharlene returned his gaze. Her eyes shifted from his face to keep track of each sweep of his hand as the spoon clanged against his cup. The ticking seconds strengthened his resolve to pursue her affections. They sipped through a six-cup pot—slowly. Drake was satisfied to savor the quiet moment where only she existed in his world.
Buy:Amazon | Topazpublishing
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away~~
www.mickiesherwood.com/blog
www.Twitter.com/MickieSherwood
www.blurbsinbloom.com
What goes on in your kitchen?
Cherished Moments
Genre: Mainstream African-American Romance
Heat: Sweet
Price: $2.99 Amazon
Scene:
After an anxious night on the run, Jordan welcomes Deke's comfort.
Head now in the refrigerator, Jordan looked over the door when he spoke. He set the box on the table. After taking a few steps, he stood in her space. Jordan found her body commandeered. He gave her a tender hug that lingered until she had no choice but to hug him in return. At his touch, her insides sizzled.
Cold air from the refrigerator spread over her hot skin, causing the fizz in her ears. Deke seemed satisfied just to hold her, and she sensed nothing passionate in his embrace. On the contrary, his hold alluded to a deepseated predicament. Something she presumed he hesitated to share.
She nudged him. "Do you want to talk about it now?"
"There's a lot—"
"You deserve to have your say." Jordan delayed his offer. "Let's eat first."
"I make a mean omelet."
She stepped out of her comfort zone, tiptoeing to peck Deke on the cheek. "Thank you for all you've done—especially—when you didn't have to do it."
Deke looked at her with a bemused twinkle in his eyes. "The thanks should go to Howard. If it wasn't for him…" His voice trailed off.
"What?" she asked, with brows raised.
"Let's just say, things would be a whole lot different."
Cutie and the Cowboy Trucker
Genre: Mainstream African-American Romance
Heat: Sensual
Price: $3.50/$2.99 Amazon
Scene:
Veronica and Mike try to wind down after a horrific event that happened in the wee hours of the morning tests her trust in him.
Distress entered her eyes.
"I'm sorry for dredging up sad memories. Losing your love is heart-stopping."
His chair scraped when he sat. "You say that like you've been there."
She sighed. "I have."
Veronica seemed to spend a few private moments back in time. Her look expressed deepest sympathies better than any spoken words. Tiredness etched her face as the wee hours of the morning shed its darkness. The rumble outside lassoed Mike's attention.
"That's one of my drivers coming in." Mike left the table for a look across the yard. He drank from his cup while watching the truck limp to a stop. "That doesn't look good."
Veronica joined him at the window. "All the more reason for me to get out of your hair."
"I meant it when I said you're not in the way here." He faced her now. "Don't make a drastic decision you'll regret."
"Too late," she whispered.
"Regrets about the trade, huh?"
"If only you knew."
Mike gulped the last dregs of his coffee. "I think I have a problem I need to solve."
"I'll take that." Her reach for his mug brushed his hand.
"Thanks," Mike said, his concentration glued on other matters now. He paid scant attention, absently let go of his cup, and pecked her a spontaneous good-bye on the lips. The feathery touch shocked him. "Veronica!" He was embarrassed. "I–I—"
Her eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Please forgive me. I didn't mean for that to happen. I wasn't thinking."
"Mike, it's okay. No harm done." She put distance between them.
"Here I am, trying to convince you I'm trustworthy, and I do a boneheaded thing like that."
"You aren't going to jump my bones when I turn my back, are you, Mike?"
Her question alarmed him. "Hell no!"
"Okay." Veronica snickered. "It's forgotten."
With that, Mike rushed out of the kitchen, mumbling to himself as he went. But he was long out of earshot for her to understand what he said. He beat up on himself. Twenty-four hours in Veronica's company and she had rattled the bars jailing his heart.
Mike loped on toward the garage. He was hesitant to look back, yet he was unable to fight her allure. He took the chance.
Veronica waved. He ducked behind his truck. A hasty peek let him see she'd gotten the hint and vacated the window.
BayouBabe99er
Genre: Mainstream Interracial Romance
Heat: Sensual
Price: $2.99
Scene:
Although Sharlene appreciates Drake's help in the rescue of her uncle, she tries to discourage his persistent advances.
...Sharlene busied herself in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on the coffee started last evening. Drake's appearance provoked her to head for the door.
"Thanks again." She flung it wide open.
"Aren't you going to offer me a cup?"
"I'm worn out, and I'm sure you are, too."
"You owe me the rest of the story, Sharlene."
"You know all I know." She kept her answers short and curt to discourage his visit.
Drake covered her hand, the one holding the door. "I really came to warn you yesterday." He eased the door to a close. "I didn't tell anyone your identity," he promised, leaning closer.
Sharlene ducked. "Business association only." The coffeepot beeped right on time. She escaped right under his nose.
Two mugs and the fixings hit the table. Sharlene used that distraction as her invitation for him to wander over to a seat. She bustled about the kitchen in an attempt to give the goose bumps that sprang up on her arms time to vanish before she joined him. She'd forgotten the warm, homey sensation that surrounded one when in the presence of someone special.
Sharlene poured the steaming hot coffee, took her seat, and sampled her creamy, sweetened brew. She eyed Drake over the rim of her cup, cognizant that he pretended indifference to her blatant observation. Her secret thoughts evaporated into thin air throughout the cozy kitchen with each hindered breath she inhaled.
* * * *
The very idea Drake faced a challenge to his love sobriety intensified the nagging question about his future. He had muddled through life on autopilot since the tragic deaths of his family nearly four years ago. Work was his company keeper—his sanity regulator. Looking at the gorgeous redhead on the other side of the table had him wondering if he was ready for a heart fixer. Better yet, was she ready for him?
He spooned sugar into his coffee, lounged back in his seat, and kept a daring eye on Sharlene. Sharlene returned his gaze. Her eyes shifted from his face to keep track of each sweep of his hand as the spoon clanged against his cup. The ticking seconds strengthened his resolve to pursue her affections. They sipped through a six-cup pot—slowly. Drake was satisfied to savor the quiet moment where only she existed in his world.
Buy:Amazon | Topazpublishing
Mickie Sherwood
~~Sweet, spicy romance – a heartbeat away~~
www.mickiesherwood.com/blog
www.Twitter.com/MickieSherwood
www.blurbsinbloom.com
