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~Lights in the dark~
Interesting topic to dive into. I think I will use an example from Pour Me to approach my take on this.
Sometimes, in our darkest hour, all we need is the comfort of someone we love to carry us through.
Laying Carly back on her pillow, Cade began to remove his boots, take off his belt and shirt. He then settled himself next to her on the bed. Reaching out, he gathered her up in his arms. She awoke slightly, but it was enough for her to begin another round of hard racking sobs. In all his life, Cade never knew so much utter despair and helplessness.
It was well past midnight when she realized she was nestled safe in the arms of Cade McCormick. Her first reaction was to wake him. But the sight of him sound asleep captured her attention. She found herself gazing upon him, tracing every curve, every line that formed his face. Feeling her heart race, Carly also experienced fear. Fear of the unknown. Where is this going?
The Gambler’s Passion:
Beautiful Arizona Summers is determined to fulfill her mother's dying wish and realize her dreams-even if it means dancing at Bare Backed Belles, cheating at high stakes poker or running from a spray of bullets with a man she's given her innocence to. She'd do it all and over again to find love and keep her promise.
Jace Forrester gets a thrill out of living a double life. Preacher's son by day, card hustler by night. Always after the big win, he can't resist Arizona's ultimate challenge. He may lose more than he bargain for-his heart.
“Damn you’re beautiful, even in the morning,” he observed huskily. He watched as she blushed slightly. “You came with food. I love you,” she teased. He placed the tray on a table under the window, then he gazed at her seriously. “That might be nice to hear from you on a daily basis,” he whispered.
“Do you think it’s wise for you to be in my hotel room so early in the morning? People are going to talk, and what if they figure out our game?” she asked, as she reached for a cup of tea. He caught her by the arm then, and pulled her to him. “At this point, I’m not sure I care anymore, Arizona.”
He inhaled her scent. She smelled like sweet lavender and warm linen from her bed.
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Wanted: One Cowgirl Mommy
That was the ad right next to the bartending one. Carly wasn't sure she was prepared for either, but she was heading back to Arizona regardless. Running from her past and hopefully to a brighter future, Carly couldn't predict that all three would collide and force her to face her demons. And sexy cowboy, Cade McCormick would be to blame for all of it.
Cade had to be careful about the women involved in little Danni's life. A cowgirl was on the bottom of his list! But time has a way of changing hearts and minds roping the past together. Is his new bartender really the woman he thought he lost years ago? Did little Danni really place an ad to find her?
Cade moaned and tightened his grip on her. She melted into him, savoring the passion unlike anything she had ever experienced in her past. Her body was on fire and just burned hotter as the minutes passed. When Cade pulled away, she almost fell into him.
His hands gripped her and steadied her on her feet, as he looked down on her with a heavy expression.
“Sit down and eat breakfast,” Waylon ordered. Carly groaned, pushed a wild strand of blonde hair out of her face and sat at the table. He looked at her carefully.
“Who put a burr under your saddle?”
“After you left the Pass, all hell broke loose,” she mumbled, reaching for her coffee. Waylon chuckled then started coughing.
“What did Cade McCormick do this time? Pull your hair or smash manure down your shirt?” He continued to laugh as he sat an enormous amount of eggs and grits on a plate and place it in front of her.
“Christ, you’re gonna make me fat and kill me with all this food,” she exclaimed.
“It hasn’t killed you all these years, I think you’ll live,” he reminded her with a shake of a spatula. “So answer my question. What did Cade do?” he asked as he turned back to the stove.
“He kissed me. And not the nice, brotherly kind of kiss, the man practically tasted my liver with his tongue.”
She noticed Waylon didn’t turn around.
Really? Well, it seems like that boy has some new tricks up his sleeves.”
Carly squinted. “What do you mean, and aren’t you shocked?”
“’Cos that kid has had it bad for you since he first laid eyes on you, thirty five years ago.” Carly had food stuck in her throat and she wasn’t sure she was going to be able to swallow it down or just choke it up.
“Wha-a-t-t?” she finally managed.
“Hell, you got on his nerves all right, but he was always lookin’ out for you, always sneaking peeks at you. I thought you knew.”
Carly’s words came out in a hoarse whisper. “No.” Then as if struck by lightning, Carly sat straight up and waved a fork at Waylon.
“This was your idea! This whole trip to Arizona, you found the ad, you told me about it, and you convinced me! You knew!”
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