Tempting the Cowboy
by Elizabeth
Otto
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BLURB:
After
personal tragedy and taking a job on a quiet Montana dude ranch, ex-cop Rylan
Frederickson finds herself surrounded by unbelievably sexy cowboys. Too bad the
one she’s attracted to is her boss...and the single dad of a four-year-old. It
doesn’t matter anyway; there’s simply no more room in her heart.
Letting
a new woman into their lives is the last thing Cole Haywood wants for himself
and his daughter, Birdie. But as Rylan’s presence at Paint River Ranch breathes
new life into his family he can’t ignore his growing attraction.
When
the sparks between them turn into fireworks in bed, Rylan’s torn between the
family she’s lost and the one she may have found. Now she must decide if
something that feels this good is worth the risk.
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Excerpt:
“What the
hell?” Cole turned to fully face her, grumbling something about a man not even
being able to get drunk without work interrupting. His snug shirt dipped into
the lines of his chest, creating a tempting outline of firm pecs, narrow waist,
and tight abdomen. A thick leather belt with a square silver buckle set the
tone for the well-worn jeans clinging to his long legs. Rylan hitched an
eyebrow. At least there was one good thing about this trip—the hype about
cowboys being sexy as hell was true.
More than a
little irritated with how her lust was playing tennis with itself, Rylan
crossed her arms. “Hell is appropriate, actually. Now down the drink, and give
me your keys.” She had one hand on her hip—habit, she supposed, from reaching
for cop toys to make jerks like Haywood behave. His eyes fell to her lips again
and stayed there.
“You were
supposed to take the bus to Greenbrook. Tomorrow.” His tone implied she was an idiot.
Irritation
growing.
“Right, well,
sometimes things just don’t work out the way they’re supposed to.”
Like life.
His hand
cupped the beer glass while he studied her. Rylan stared right back, wishing
the butterflies would take a hike. What was this reaction about? Cooped up too
long with too little interaction with the outside world, she guessed. Her body
was reacting to the first enticing man she’d seen in too damn long. Good thing
Cole was her boss so she wouldn’t be tempted to act on her brain’s internal
“look at the pretty cowboy” jumping and pointing.
Cole pulled
his lower lip between his teeth and narrowed his eyes. “You’re a little
ornery.” He reached one hand to her shoulder and flipped a chunk of her hair.
Rylan’s
breath ran away as the back of his hand brushed over her collarbone. A shiver
raced over her body, warm and sweet. She leaned away from him. “Excuse me?”
He shrugged,
a slow smile crossing his face at her reaction. “That’s okay. Ornery is good.”
Her lips
parted to sling an insult, but she refrained. No sense in wasting perfectly
good angst on a drunk who wouldn’t remember it in five seconds. “I’ll play
along. Why is that good?”
Cole took a
slow breath, his eyes darkening. “Because you’re pretty. I like pretty. But I
don’t like ornery. So we should be just fine.” He nodded as though he’d just
made a deal with himself and was quite pleased about it. Before she could even
think of a response, he shoved his beer away, untouched, and moved from the
bar.
.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Guest Post
Elizabeth Otto
As an author with
self diagnosed “book idea problem,” I’m always (and I mean always) coming up
with another idea for a story. Truthfully, I’m grateful for this because not
every writer has a constant stream of ideas for new material. In fact, I went
through a one-year long dry spell in which no solid story idea would formulate.
I’d get a lot of little ideas, or half-ideas, but nothing that really sparked
me to turn it into a full-fledged novel. The constant stream of ideas didn’t
come naturally—I had to learn how to nurture it. And since I have the patience
of a two-year old and the attention span of a squirrel, this was no small feat.
It was during
that dry spell that I took a really close look at what started sparking these
little ideas in the first place. Where did the inspiration come from and what
could I do to keep them coming and make them really bloom? Here are three ways
I find inspiration.
1. I came to terms with the fact that not every
idea is meant to be a novel. It may just be a creative short-circuit where my
brain is just throwing around random tidbits because it’s stuffed too full and
has to make room somewhere. I tell my kids it’s like cleaning out the attic.
Your brain needs to get rid of random things so it can make room for the things
that are meant to stay. I used to write down all passing story ideas in lieu of
letting them flash and die off. If the idea flashes, and flashes again, and
keeps knocking around in my head, I’ll jot it down for later. But only if it’s
persistent!
2. I pay attention to the news. I know many
mystery and suspense writers who follow the news like it’s a religion. What
better place to get ideas? Because I’m a romance and paranormal writer, I pay
more attention to how people react on the news. When they interview the widow,
or the parent who saved their child from injury—how does their facial
expression change? What’s their body language like? In addition to watching
people, I pay attention to news or stories that might prove to be a good plot
twist or story line. You’re going to watch the news anyway—might as well see if
a story sparks along the way.
3. Pinterest! Oh
man, Pinterest is my playground. I’m so visual and so deeply invested in
ascertaining how people are feeling—what they are thinking—by their expression
and body language, that I can spend hours on Pinterest studying all the people
pictures. I use images of people, alluring places, quotes and even recipes as
inspiration. Any image that makes me think, “what if,” works the best. What if…the greatest word combo ever!
You can follow my Pinterest
boards if you’d like to see my visual inspirations.
So there you have
three ways I find inspiration for my sexy cowboys, hot firemen, fierce shifters
and kick-butt demon hunters. Do you write? If so, where do you find
inspiration?
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Elizabeth
Otto grew up in a Wisconsin town the size of a postage stamp, where riding your
horse to the grocery store, and skinny dipping after school were perfectly
acceptable. No surprise that she writes about small communities and country
boys. She's the author of paranormal, and hot, emotional, contemporary romance,
and has no guilt over frequently making her readers cry. When not writing, she
works full-time as an Emergency Medical Technician for a rural ambulance
service. Elizabeth lives with her very own country boy and their three children
in, shockingly, a small Midwestern town.
Connect with
Elizabeth:
Twitter:
www.twitter.com/EAOtto
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/ElizabethOttoAuthor
Blog:
elizabethottowrites.blogspot.com
Email:
elizabethottoauthor@gmail.com
Buy Links:
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