Collide & Burn

Charlie knows when she first sees Wade Devon that he is trouble.
She can tell that Wade likes to win. It is what he does.
He is used to getting what he wants and he makes it obvious that he wants her…no strings attached. So she has to ask herself, should she, or shouldn’t she?


Excerpt:
I poured the grain into Sassy’s feed bucket attached to the post and climbed over the weathered rail to give her neck a stroke and pat while she chowed down.
“Boy, I haven’t ridden you in days. I promise, I’ll find some time tomorrow, and we’ll both have a run.”
“Hi!” The male voice made me nearly collapse into my knees.
I didn’t know I could spin around so fast, but I did, and I realized what people mean when they say their mouth dropped open. Mine did, and a fly dove right in.
I started to choke.
He was on me, slapping my back as I choked to death, when the damned thing came flying out, landed on the ground, recovered, and flew off.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
No, I’m not okay. I’m embarrassed as hell. But what came out of my mouth was “Ah … yo … ah …” Could I sound dorkier?
He grinned, and I had a chance to do a real double take. Holy mother of all that is perfect, he was perfect—hunky, hot, drop-dead perfect. Tall, broad manhood stood in front of me, and all my hormones began to flutter.
From the top of his black silky head, which towered over my five feet five inches and made me think he was well over six feet, to the dark boots on his feet, he was flawless masculinity. No other way to describe the man in front of me. His body was tight and lean and made for anything a girl could ever want.
His presence made me feel girly silly and twelve.
I licked my lips and then met his eyes, his so blue eyes. It was like looking into the limitless sky. I don’t go gaga over handsome men—in fact, quite the opposite: I get my back up and get wary. But this one did something to my insides.