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Blurb ~Her mama always said the women in their family were hotblooded…
And it’s been causing Brooke Donovan trouble her whole life. But it wasn’t until her mother took on the most powerful man in Honey Creek, Texas, that Brooke truly realized the daughter of the town whore didn’t stand a chance. When she left, it was supposed to be for good. But now, thanks to her late husband’s deal with their hometown, she’s back in the last place on earth she wants to be. Temporarily. As soon as her debts are paid off, she’s outta here. Until in walks the one man who can make her rethink everything.
Dr. Jack Silver fixes things. So, when he learns his uncle is responsible for Brooke losing her husband, his sense of honor drives him across Texas to make amends. Instead of a broken woman, though, he finds a gorgeous, feisty physician’s assistant trying to survive in a town that wants her gone. She also has a mile-high fence built out of pride—and a clinic that’s at risk of going belly up. She may not want his money, but the clinic? He can fix that. He just never expects that in setting Brooke back on her feet, he’ll be swept right off his own.
Warning: Contains a hot-blooded woman, a man who really likes that about her, a town with a long memory, and a cappuccino machine that makes it all worthwhile.
Review ~
And it’s been causing Brooke Donovan trouble her whole life. But it wasn’t until her mother took on the most powerful man in Honey Creek, Texas, that Brooke truly realized the daughter of the town whore didn’t stand a chance. When she left, it was supposed to be for good. But now, thanks to her late husband’s deal with their hometown, she’s back in the last place on earth she wants to be. Temporarily. As soon as her debts are paid off, she’s outta here. Until in walks the one man who can make her rethink everything.
Dr. Jack Silver fixes things. So, when he learns his uncle is responsible for Brooke losing her husband, his sense of honor drives him across Texas to make amends. Instead of a broken woman, though, he finds a gorgeous, feisty physician’s assistant trying to survive in a town that wants her gone. She also has a mile-high fence built out of pride—and a clinic that’s at risk of going belly up. She may not want his money, but the clinic? He can fix that. He just never expects that in setting Brooke back on her feet, he’ll be swept right off his own.
Warning: Contains a hot-blooded woman, a man who really likes that about her, a town with a long memory, and a cappuccino machine that makes it all worthwhile.
Review ~
Steamy, Sexy, Sweet - This is how I would describe Erin Nicholas's writing. I loved this book and as with every book I read of hers I fall more in more in love with her writing style - she is an AUTO MUST BUY for me.
HOTBLOODED - just like the title says it is "HOT" and gets your "BLOOD" going within the first few pages.
Brooke Donovan is a young widow that is stuck in the small town of Honey Creek, Texas, where her husband had established a small clinic. Now she has no other choice but to stay and fulfill his contract at the clinic, but in doing so means she must deal with the rumors of her and her family's past.
Dr. Jack Silver, otherwise known as "Mr. Hero" feels responsible for the death of Brooke's husband and has set his mind to helping her through this rough time in life. Jack's family is unsure of this idea and tries talking him out of it, but it just makes him more sure in his pursuit.
Jack arrives in the small town of Honey Creek in search of the weak widow and what he finds is far from it. He finds a spunky, smart-mouthed, independent women who won't take a damn thing from him and he is immediately enthralled by her and must know more about her.
Both characters battle with their own struggles they need to overcome while dealing with their mutual attraction. This story is full of humor and emotion along with lots of steamy-hot-sex that helps keep this story thriving. While the story is mainly about Brooke and Jack there are quite a few characters that I hope to see more of. Erin's books always make me want more and the way this book ends leads me to think that this could be a series and...if that's so...I will be the first in line to buy book 2!
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Excerpt~
Samhain Publishing
November 2011
© copyright Erin Nicholas, 2011
"You should always show your true emotions. You shouldn't close yourself up. People can tell when you're holding back and it's hard for them to trust that. You don't have to have all the answers or be happy all the time. Just be real."
"You want real?" she asked. "You want me to just do what I want, whatever I'm feeling, no worries about consequences?"
"I think you should do what makes you happy."
She licked her lips and nodded, her eyes on his. "Okay. You asked for it." She shrugged out of her jacket and let it drop to the floor behind her. Then she leaned in, wrapped her arms around his neck and put her lips against his. "Why is it whenever you're within five feet of me I want to kiss you?"
Ah, consequences.
"Five feet? Hell, girl, I can't be in the same town without wanting to kiss you." Then he sealed his mouth over hers.
The moment she stroked her tongue along his, he put both hands under her butt and lifted her, turned, kicked her chair out of the way and set her on the edge of her desk. His fingers went back to the buttons on the front of her shirt and quickly freed them all, spreading the blouse open before pulling back to look at her.
"Every time I see your hands on someone else, I remember the way they felt on me that first day," she said breathlessly.
"Every time you take a drink from your coffee cup I think about how your mouth felt on my nipple. Every time you" "Jesus, Brooke." Jack pulled in a sharp breath as need sliced through him. He was wound so tight that another word or two from her and he'd be a goner. "You have to stop that."
She leaned back, the white satin of her bra hugging the curves that he remembered too well.
"You're the one that wants me to make it real, wants me to say what I really feel." She gave him a naughty smile. "This was your idea, remember?"
"I remember. And I love that this is what you really want deep down."
She smiled and it was the first time he had seen a truly confident smile from her. She knew just what she was doing to him and she knew that she was good at it. Very good at it.
"I want something deep all right."
The woman was going to kill him just by talking.
"The door is locked," she reminded him. "No patients for a while. You can help me with all this tension and emotion and need."
He couldn't fight this. He needed to have her need him.
Even if it was only sexually, the idea of giving Brooke something-like a nice hard orgasm right on top of her desk-was something he couldn't resist. He leaned in and rubbed his jaw against hers. "You need me, Brooke? There's finally something you're going to let me give you?"
"What do you think?" She turned her head and kissed him, full and wet and wanton.
But he had to hear it. "Tell me," he said raggedly, pulling his lips from hers. "Tell me what you want."
She had a wicked gleam in her eye as she turned on the desk and lay back. "Make this desk my favorite piece of furniture ever."
Her blouse was spread out around her, her nipples pressing against the soft satin of her bra, her skirt hiked up on her thighs. He leaned in over her. "Tell me how. Exactly."
"I want your mouth on my nipple, your hand up my skirt, your finger in my-"
He kissed her before she could finish the thought. He didn't actually need her instruction beyond that point-thank you very much. She was clinging to him when he lifted his head. He looked down the length of her body, on display for him on her desk. It was the most gorgeous sight he'd ever seen.
He reached to push her lamp and pencil holder out of the way. As he slid a coffee mug to the side as well, he noticed it was still half full of room-temperature cappuccino. His second favorite flavor in the clinic-next to Brooke's skin. The idea to combine them seemed natural.
He reached and dipped his index finger into the liquid. With his wet finger he traced a trail from the valley between her breasts to the waistband of her skirt, then bent his head and followed the path with his tongue. "God, I love cappuccino," he said huskily.
She chuckled softly, her hand in his hair holding him close. "If you'd told me we were going to use it like this I would have been all for it from the beginning."
"And this is just the start. This is going to be your favorite beverage in the world when we're done."
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