I have dibbled and dabbled in the darkness of erotica. Probably one of my genres to write, because I know it creeps a lot of people out; amongst other things 😉 Country Fever was my first ever novella. I, absolutely, love this book. However, it is not for the faint of heart. The following synopsis and excerpt are PG-13 parts of the book. There is a part II, Hot Springs, that would make Country Fever blush. Enjoy.
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Struck with grief and disbelief, Kathleen Divinnicci heads back to fulfill her Uncle Paul’s dying wish. Kathleen finds herself finding more than dying wishes in Blue Mountain. Determined to keep her word to Uncle Paul, Kathleen is now faced with Sean McCarty, who is the town’s sexy sheriff and Uncle Paul’s right-hand man. Will she stick to the task at hand and head back home to the city or will Sean’s sparkling smile leave her staking claim in Blue Mountain?
Excerpt (Sorry, that I am unable to post a steamy scene, but since I can’t verify people’s ages, I am posting a PG-13)
“You son of a bitch!” My words were meant to be a whisper, but they came out in a harsh, loud scream.
“Knowing you, you probably just cussed me out.” He smiled at the thought. “Be angry with me, but don’t hold any hard feelings toward your mom. We only wanted to protect you. Kit Kat, I wish I could have told you this in person. There’s a letter in my nightstand, explaining all of this and more.”
“Get to the point, old man!” I screamed at the screen.
“I’m sure you want me to get to the point.” Lucky guess. “I’d like you to keep the ranch up and running for at least three years. I gave Sean McCarty a permanent job, and made arrangements for him to receive his monthly paycheck via deposit every first of the month. He’s a good guy, and will run the dirty work. All you have to do is run the business and money end. You’re smart, so once Sean explains it to you, I’m sure you’ll get a hang of things. After here, go to the bank and speak with Mr. Leonard Jenkins. I left you a bank account. And, Kit Kat, I promise all the money is clean.”
“Yeah, right.” I rolled my eyes.
“I mean it, Kit Kat. After you get settled in, find Sean. He gets to the ranch around four a.m. Get the other DVD I left with Sean, and take this one with you. I love you, Kit Kat.” He smiled, and as a tear slid down his face, the video stopped.
“You cowardly son of a bitch!” I popped the DVD out and then put it in my purse. “You have some real damn nerve getting me all the way out here to reveal that! I swear, if I could I’d kill your ass myself!”
“I’m sorry, ma’am,” a husky male voice said with a country accent from behind me.
I screamed as I turned and jumped back, stumbling over the chair. I almost fell back, but mystery man grabbed me with one arm around my waist.
“Whoa. I gotcha.”
His warmth and cool water cologne surrounded me. I slowly looked up to see the hazel eyes of my muscular hero. He was my age, maybe a little older, and a military-like haircut, fading his dirty blond hair. His skin was tanned from the sun. After living in Los Angeles for years, I could spot a fake tan anywhere. He was, as I said, muscular and smoking hot. I traveled my gaze down his neck to his badge. Oh, god, he was a cop.
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