Book Giveaway and Excerpt!

Today, my friend, Jane Leopold Quinn is sharing an excerpt from her latest release, WINDY CITY LOVE AFFAIR. There's a cowboy in it! You know how much I love that! To celebrate I'm giving away two paperbacks to someone who leaves a comment. The prizes are What A Lady Wants and A Little Bit Wicked by Victoria Alexander. They'd make great Christmas gifts or nice winter reading for you. Check out Jane's excerpt below and leave a comment! The winner will be drawn on Wednesday. Good luck!



WINDY CITY LOVE AFFAIR
by Jane Leopold Quinn

July 18, 2005

“Ma’am?”

The rumble of the deep, rich, masculine voice with its western twang speared her heart. And lower.

“Ma’am?”

Being a Chicago girl, Lorren Samples at first tried to ignore the stranger’s tall, broad-chested body crowding too closely. You had to watch out for yourself in the big city. A man touching you on the street could spell danger. Then she made the mistake of glancing up at him.

Holy frickin’ cow! The man was the closest thing to beautiful male perfection that she’d ever seen. Not in the movies, not on TV, nor on stage. Certainly, she’d never seen anything like him in person. A passerby bumped her, throwing her against him. Her hands automatically reached for his forearms, his gripped her shoulders. She stood stiffly, silent and unexpectedly breathless.

Wow. Brown eyes. Rich chocolate. Warm cocoa. All those good, lickable, delicious, sensuous flavors. Burnished dark eyes surrounded by lush long lashes gazed back at her.

A horn blared. She gasped, brushing her breast against his forearm as she turned to see what the hell the problem was. The sound, the brush woke her to the city around her.

“Sorry,” she muttered and stepped back to try to establish some distance between them. It was a cab that had pulled in at the curb at Union Station for a pick up. That’s when she noticed the luggage at his heels. A soft, black leather satchel.
Heels? Heels on cowboy boots. Tan, stitched-toe cowboy boots. Well worn and slightly scuffed as if he lived in them. Speechless again, her gaze tracked the blue, faded jeans hugging long, long legs up to lean hips and a flat belly. Holy Christ! Her head jerked up. He had a hard on. It was pretty difficult to hide that in snug jeans. Her face flamed hot in embarrassment.

He stared back, a smug, aware expression on his handsome face.

I guess he’s not embarrassed about his humongous hard on. That’s when she noticed that she still held on to his solid-muscled forearms. Bare forearms. Bare, hairy forearms. Okay, stop it. You’re acting like...well she didn’t know what she was acting like. She’d never been in this situation before. It was like a scene from a movie. The “meet cute.”

Jess Croften covered the woman’s hand with his. It wasn’t like he’d planned on picking up a pretty woman, but he had watched this one all the way from the intersection, willing her to cross over and continue straight toward him. He’d squinted a bit to sharpen his focus, and the closer she got, the more he could see that she was all prime.

He didn’t normally think of women in beef-related terms, but he wouldn’t mind having this fine lady on a plate and eating her up. Literally and figuratively.

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