From the first time Sadie’s eyes met those of Brody McKenna in the hot Sierra Madre Mountains, theirs was a potent attraction—not gentle, slow, and easy, but hot, hard, and all-consuming. The daughter of a dysfunctional family, Sadie had dreams no man could wrench from her with hot sex and an all-consuming passion. She’d challenge this alpha male with all the strength she possessed. But her red hair, fiery temperament, and indomitable spirit obsessed Brody...and he knew he had to find a way to show her he was more than he appeared and convince her to make a life with him.
"How long will it take? To get there, I mean? Did you already tell me? Does your great grandfather know we're coming?" Geez, was she losing her mind or what? Random questions were not her style. She was always so organized, but the sight of Brody sent a myriad of emotions exploding within.
Brody took her hand in his and with his gorgeous smile, "Two full nights of travel. We will stop at a cave I know of."
"Hope there's nothing in the cave," she muttered, enjoying the feel of his hand surrounding hers.
"I'll make sure there are no other inhabitants before we enter. It will be cool inside and we'll miss the heat of the day." He let go of her hand then looked to the door as a shadow crossed the threshold.
She inhaled a deep breath as a tremor of excitement swept through her. Carr stood framed in the doorway, his broad shoulders nearly filling the opening. "Is Carr going with us?"
"He's driving the horse trailer. That's as far as he goes. When we are ready to come back, he will meet us."
"I see. Don't you think it would be safer if he rode along?" Terrified of the night and the feelings she had for Brody, a third person in this expedition would be welcome.
"Perhaps, but I don't see any danger as long as I'm with you and..." he paused for a moment, his gaze focused on her. "I want you all to myself."
"What about when we arrive at our destination? She arched one eyebrow. "I will find a way to get some alone time. Great grandfather will allow it."
They finished eating then walked to the stables at the far end of town. Outside the air was hot and dry. Sadie watched as the brothers loaded the horses into the trailer for the ride out of town. Butterflies ripped through her insides like a category four hurricane.
"I hope I can do this," she muttered.
"I know you can," Brody stood beside her. She jumped, startled by his closeness. So engrossed in her thoughts, she had not seen him or expected him to show up behind her.
"Love your confidence in me," she slanted him a pointed stare.
"Watch your step," he said as he helped her into the truck. His hand on her arm was gentle yet firm. The feeling sent heated shivers and torrid memories of the sex they'd shared a few hours ago.
"That's an understatement." Sadie stretched to put her foot on the metal plate then grabbed the door handles to pull herself up. Brody's hand was strategically placed on her butt, and she was sure she heard him chuckle.
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Born in Medford, Oregon, novelist Christine Young has lived in Oregon all of her life. After graduating from Oregon State University with a BS in science, she spent another year at Southern Oregon State University working on her teaching certificate, and a few years later received her Master's degree in secondary education and counseling. Now the long, hot days of summer provide the perfect setting for creating romance. She sold her first book, Dakota's Bride, the summer of 1998 and her second book, My Angel to Kensington. Her teaching and writing careers have intertwined with raising three children. Christine's newest venture is the creation of Rogue Phoenix Press. Christine is the founder, editor and co-owner with her husband. They live in Salem, Oregon.
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