If Christie isn't writing, she's reading or just enjoying laughter with her friends and family. As a freelance writer, Christie also writes nonfiction books, including the humorous self-help/relationship book Wild, Wicked & Wanton: 101 Ways to Love Like You're in a Romance Novel, as well as paranormal young adult romances under the pen name C. C. Hunter.
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Austin stood there staring at the door, fighting the urge to go after her. He didn’t. He couldn’t. It wasn’t right, wasn’t logical.
But he didn’t follow logic. He wasn’t a Boy Scout, like Tyler. He followed his gut. But he wasn’t a scumbag. And having sex with her when . . . when he was there under false pretenses would fall in the scumbag category.
He’d come here for a reason. To get information. Nothing more.
He spotted his headphones on the kitchen counter. He plugged them in, brought up the program, and sat down to listen to the phone conversation she’d had earlier when she’d left him in her living room.
“Luis? Where the hell are you? Are you still in San Antonio? Call me now!”
So she’d only left a message and hadn’t actually spoken to anyone. The sound of her voice replayed in his head. She’d sounded desperate. Scared. He remembered the look of sheer panic on her face when he’d pointed out the address book was missing. How was the book connected to her younger brother? And did it have anything to do with her older brother?
“Shit!” he muttered, now even more confused.
He was about to jump over to listen to the live tape, when he noticed there was another “bedroom” file, a few minutes after the first one.
The second sounded like a call from her work. “It’s complicated,” Leah said.
From the conversation, Austin got the feeling Leah wasn’t confiding in her work associate. Which really seemed odd the longer they talked because they were obviously friends. The conversation changed to them talking about a guy her friend was dating. Then Leah even mentioned Austin, and it appeared as if she’d mentioned him earlier to this person.
He listened for any info that might be important. But he heard her say, “Okay, I’m horny, but not as much as you.”
He moaned. That wasn’t important, but the tightening low in his belly started picking up again.
When the conversation was over, he clicked it off. Yet another file started uploading, a recent one. Had she gotten a call? He clicked it open. Her voice came through the earphones.
“I did a bad thing. A really, really bad thing.”
Who was she talking to? Had she called someone and bypassed the “hello” part of the conversation? He heard a slight meow. Was she talking to her cats?
“I practically gave the guy a lap dance. Rubbed against him like a feline in heat. I’m so screwed up! So very, very screwed up!”
The memory of how unscrewed up and good it felt ran through his mind. Then shot straight down to his crotch. The file ended.
Oh, hell! He took off his earphones and went to take a shower. A cold one.
Excerpt from TEXAS HOLD 'EM ©2014 by Christie Craig. All rights reserved.
Length: 471 pages
Publisher: Forever (January 28, 2014)
The last thing veterinarian Leah Reece needs is a man in her life. They're nothing but trouble-and not even the fun kind. But when her apartment is broken into and Leah suspects Rafael, her dangerous half-brother, of foul play, she can't deny she could use a little help. She just never expected that help would come with twinkling blue eyes and a sexy smile...
All PI Austin Brook wants is to nail Rafael DeLuna, the man who framed him for murder. He'll do anything for information-even lie about his identity to charm Leah, DeLuna's half-sister. But her sweet dimples and fiery spirit soon make her more than just his only lead. Leah becomes his every desire. As Austin closes in on DeLuna, it's clear he won't go down without a fight. Now the only way Austin can protect Leah is to reveal all of his secrets and risk losing her for good.
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In Texas, Laura was introduced to her first rodeo, and fell in love. She's an avid fan of Pro Bull Riding (PBR,) attending any event within driving distance, including two PBR National finals.
Laura now lives in California with her family. She is hard at work on her next novel.
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“Let’s give ’em their heads.” With just a touch of heel, Trouble laid his ears back and galloped down the hill. By the time they’d reached the bottom, Smooth had pulled
alongside. Bree flowed over the horse’s neck, baseball cap tucked into the waist of her jeans, hair streaming. Laughing, she urged her horse on with her heels.
The little brat is trying to beat me! He leaned forward, and Trouble surged under him.
Cud- chewing cattle watched as they tore across the meadow. Max pulled up at the stream’s edge. Bree didn’t. She gathered the horse with her hands, and Smooth took off from the bank. The stream was too wide— no way she’d make it. Max’s brain registered the image: Bree, hair flying, a look of bliss on her face as the horse sailed over the creek in a graceful arc. His hands tightened on the reins as Trouble fought for his head, wanting to follow.
Smooth touched down on the other side without wetting a hoof. Max released the breath he wasn’t aware of holding. He dismounted as she cantered in a circle. Smooth splashed through the water at a sedate walk. Bree laughed down at him, her eyes shining.
“Did you see him? What a great horse— he sailed over that water like it was a puddle.” She reined in, kicked her feet out of the stirrups, and leaped from the horse to land beside him.
He was still breathing hard when he grabbed her arm above the elbow and yanked her to his chest. “That was the stupidest stunt I’ve ever seen. You could have broken your neck, you little fool.”
He looked down at her wide, bright eyes and her breasts, rising with her rapid breathing. “You don’t know the terrain, the horse . . .” Lord help him, he couldn’t take any more. He bent his head, his lips smothering her laugh. Desire hit him hard. When her mouth opened in surprise, he deepened the kiss. He’d wanted to do this since he’d first laid eyes on her, and the reality of those lips was even better than he’d imagined.
She tasted clean and tart, like lemons and chill wind. Once over her surprise, her tongue met his in greeting, then settled down to get better acquainted. This girl didn’t do anything by halves; when she kissed, she was there. Her soft mewling woke him like a slap. He hadn’t been invited, and she was an employee. He broke the kiss and backed up a step.
Bree’s face registered shock, her cheeks on fire with a blush.
Now I’m in for it. He tipped his hat. “I beg your pardon.”
Her eyes narrowed to slits as her gaze raked over his face. “I’d like to see you beg for something, Jameson.” Looking him straight in the eye, she snaked her hand around his neck, knocking his hat off as she pulled his mouth back down to hers.
Excerpt from NOTHING SWEETER ©2014 by Laura Drake. All rights reserved.
Length: 320 pages
Publisher: Forever (January 28, 2014)
Aubrey Madison is starting over. Leaving Los Angeles and everything behind except the scars of her ruined past, Bree sets out for cowboy country. Now she has a new home, a new job-and a new worry: the ruggedly sexy rancher who makes her long for things she shouldn't . . .
Rough and tumble cattleman Max Jameson has broken wild stallions and faced angry bulls. Yet the redheaded city cupcake who turned up at the High Heather Ranch might be his undoing. Bree has a plan to rescue the ranch from foreclosure that's just crazy enough to work. But will Max gamble his future on a beautiful stranger?
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