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I'm working on the first edit of Asking for Trouble today, Jazzie and Beau's Story, #6 in my Texas Trouble series.

Here's a snippet. :)

Pleasure at her words filled him, Jazzie Ramos could have any man she wanted, she was that beautiful and interesting...and she had just agreed to spend time with him. "I'm glad," he told her with a smile, and led her inside the store.

Like any woman, when they walked into the store her eyes started scanning from wall to wall and her face lit up. He grinned, because he was a typical man, and wanted to go from point A to point B and get the hell out of there, but he wasn't going to rush her. The clerk came over to help them, but she told him they were just browsing, and he said to call him if they needed help. It was obvious to him that Jazzie was totally in her element and didn't need a bit of help from the clerk, or from him.

She dropped his hand and walked over to a rack of half-price board shorts, and glanced at him then started flipping through the rack again. Finally, she pulled out a pair of hot pink and yellow flowered shorts that looked to be his size. Beau groaned and winced, then prayed to God she wasn't going to make him buy those.

He'd do just about anything to spend time with her, but those shorts were pretty close to his limit. Jazzie moved to another rack and pulled out a ribbed white tank top with some surfing company logo on the front that was hot pink and black, then grabbed a pair of black thong sandals and walked back over to where he stood.

"Here," she said and shoved the clothes at him, and gave him that smile, then he knew his fate was sealed. He was going to wear these wild ass shorts, because she'd picked them out and it would make her happy. "I'm sure the clerk will let you change in the dressing room back there, let me just pull off the tags," she said and yanked them all off.

"You sure about these shorts, sugar?" Beau asked her with dread in his voice.

"You'll look good enough to eat," she said with a sexy wink, then added the famous last words, "Trust me."

He held them up hoping they were the last pair on the rack and they wouldn't fit him, but knowing they were going to fit just right. "But they're pink, darlin'," he whined a little.

"What is it with men and pink? It takes a man very secure in his masculinity to wear pink, Beau," she said and put a hand on his chest then purred, "And I think you are masculine enough to pull it off for sure."

She was flirting with him...him! Beau grinned and resolved himself to walking down the beach in a pink tutu if it made her smile at him like that. "Well, I guess that's settled then, I'll be right back," he told her and leaned down to kiss her cheek.

Jazzie took the tags, then grabbed a cheap duffle bag and went to the counter to pay for it all. She also bought herself a beautiful blue pearl bracelet she saw in the display case at the counter. The pearls were set in dainty silver and she liked how it hung on her wrist. She was still trying to get used to having money to buy whatever the hell she wanted to buy.

Why she still felt guilty buying stuff for herself, Jazzie didn't know, but she did. Jess and she had to be so darned frugal for so many years, it was just a habit now, and probably would remain so. Jazzie was a simple girl, she liked nice stuff and splurged on clothes, if they were on sale, and she liked them, but she didn't need material things to be happy.

Jazzie was thoroughly enjoying this mini-vacation in paradise though. This she could get used to. Beau Bowman was another thing she could get used to. The buff and handsome Texas Ranger, with the beautiful green eyes, had set her on fire since she first met him when the band had landed in Bowie, Texas for Cole and Sabrina's anniversary party.

She'd seen him a second time about a year ago at the charity rodeo she'd gone to with Wade and Jess, but when Wade got hurt and Beau had to investigate the guy who sabotaged Wade's equipment, he hadn't had much time to talk to her. She was really glad they were finally going to have a little time to get to know each other now.

And he must like her too, because he was actually going to wear those ugly ass board shorts she'd picked out for him as a joke. Anything the man put on though would look good...he could wear a paper bag and look hot...or nothing and look hotter, she thought and gnawed her lip.

I'm headed down south to see my family for Thanksgiving, it's been a while and I'm so excited.

I'm thankful for a lot this year, my family, my friends and the wonderful new reader friends I've made through my books and here on GoodReads. I want to thank each and every one of you for your support and wish you a Happy Thanksgiving.

Now strap on the feed sack and break out the cards, it's gonna be a Texas and Louisiana kind of Turkey Day! ♥

Last night and today, I've been writing my fingers off lol. I revised ten chapters and wrote a filler/bridge chapter for Chasing Trouble.

I'm halfway through Chapter Twelve now, so I'm moving and grooving! Eight more chapters to go, a few editing passes, and arc reads, then it will be good to go! I can't wait to give Chase his Happily Ever After and start on #8...woo hoo!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to my GoodReads family. I hope you have plenty of warm and memorable moments with your family and friends this year.

My present this year is the wonderful new friends I've made here. I'm thankful for you all.

Becky

Hi everyone - hope you had a fabulous Christmas!

I had a GREAT one myself and am looking forward to 2013 being as good as this year has been for me.

Thanks to all of you, my new release in the Texas Trouble Series, CHASING TROUBLE has reached #6 on the Amazon Hot New Releases list for Western Romance.

Check it out! http://www.amazon.com/gp/new-releases...

My new release, HERE COMES TROUBLE,Book 8 in the Texas Trouble Series, is now available at amazon.com

http://www.amazon.com/Here-Comes-Trou...

Reviews and More by Kathy is spotlighting my Texas Trouble Series this weekend. She is giving away your choice of a book in the series if you enter the contest.

Enter to win today! The winner will be announced on Monday.

http://www.bookreviewsandmorebykathy....

HERE COMES TROUBLE the newest release in my Texas Trouble series hit #3 on the Amazon Hot New Releases for Western Romance today! Thanks to everyone who bought and read my books! <3

Hi ya'll -- just wanted to let you know that My Kind of Trouble, the first in my Texas Trouble Series, will be available for a free download on 3/14 and 3/15. There are eight books in all in the Texas Trouble Series, which is a contemporary western romance series.

http://www.amazon.com/My-Kind-Trouble...

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Woo Hoo! I'm on Chapter Sixteen of Worth the Trouble--headed for the finish line. Thought you might enjoy a little snippet, and a look at the cover. :)
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When they made it out to the truck, Wes got behind the wheel. Instead of letting her slide into the passenger side first to sit between them, Ethan pushed his crutches at her, then worked his way up into the truck to sit by Wes.

From his grimaces and slow movement, she figured out he must be hurting from his wreck. With a growl, Rocky went to the bed of the truck and threw his crutches inside, then stomped back to the front to get up on the seat beside him, before slamming the door.

Noticing Ethan's fists were clenched on his thighs, Rocky asked grumpily, because she didn't want to care, but she did, "You need some Ibuprofen?"

"Yeah, that would be good, if you have some," he replied tersely.

Wes cranked the truck, and she rifled through her knapsack, until she found the bottle she had stuck in there earlier. Opening it, she poured out four pills into her hand, then handed them to him with the bottle of water she'd opened earlier.

Ethan looked at her for a second, then spread his palm to drop the pills into his mouth, before he swigged the water to wash them down.

"You sure those aren't arsenic tablets," he asked under his breath with a chuckle, as he handed the bottle back to her.

"Fine time to ask now that you've swallowed them," she said smartly, then shoved the bottle back into her knapsack, before setting it down between her legs.

"It would be no less than I deserve," he told her and she felt his eyes on her again.

"I don't want to talk about that right now," she gritted out through her teeth, with a glance at Wes.

"Oh, yeah right, not in front of the boyfriend," he said with a derisive snort.

Rocky didn't reply, she folded her arms over her chest and stared out the window. The only way she was going to avoid a blowup here in front of Wes was by not engaging Ethan. It was going to be tough, but she could handle that.

As it turned out, what she couldn't handle was Ethan gripping her thigh very near ground zero every time Wes hit a bump on their drive back to Amarillo.

Each time he did it, he looked at her to let her know it wasn't an accident either, and his hand lingered there until she peeled his fingers off of her thigh to put it back on his own.

Bastard, she thought for the umpteenth time, as Wes pulled onto the rutted road that led up to the farm where they were headed.