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📚EXCERPT FROM ONE LITTLE SWITCH
📚EXCERPT FROM ONE LITTLE SWITCH
He leaned closer. “What color are your eyes? Blue or purple?”
The song being performed on stage penetrated Cash’s consciousness. “Great!” he muttered. It was his song—One Way Home.
“You don’t like that song?” Luna asked.
He grunted in response.
She looked at the stage. “I like it. It’s one of the better Cash Romeo songs.”
He frowned. Was she dissing on him?
“I mean, they’re not really doing it justice.” She chuckled. “The guy’s doing a decent job, I suppose, but let’s be honest, how hard is it really to match Cash Romeo’s voice?”
The hair on the back of his neck rose. “You don’t like Cash Romeo?”
Luna shrugged. “He’s okay, I guess, if you’re into bubblegum music.”
An incredulous laugh ripped through Cash’s throat. “Bubblegum music?”
“Yeah, you know the over-commercialized drivel that the masses can’t get enough of.”
A reckless thought tumbled through his brain. “You think you could do better?”
She rolled her eyes. “Duh, it wouldn’t be hard.”
“We’ll see about that,” he drawled as he rose to his feet. Just as the couple was finishing their song, Cash trotted up the side steps and onto the stage.
The announcer walked out, holding out his hand. “Hey, man, you can’t just come up here.”
Cash removed the hoodie. Gasps rippled through the audience as the announcer gaped.
“Mr. Romeo,” he stuttered. “Uh, I didn’t realize you were performing tonight.”
Cash offered a friendly smile. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to.”
He stepped up and removed the microphone from the stand. “Anyone have a guitar I can borrow?” he asked glibly. This brought a few laughs from the crowd.
The man who’d just performed came hurrying out to hand Cash his guitar.
Cash gave the guy an appreciative nod. “Thanks.” He slid the strap over his shoulder as he pulled a stool close and sat down, perching his foot on the bottom rung. He slipped into performance mode as he placed the microphone back into the stand. “I thought I’d follow up that wonderful performance we just heard with an encore.”
A hearty applause sounded, along with a few whistles and cheering. “I’m gonna need a little help though.” He squinted as he scoped the room. It was a full house … all the better. Ah, there she was, standing near the bar, wearing a rigid expression. “Beautiful Luna,” he said ceremoniously, “despiser of all bubblegum music, come on up here.” He made a wide sweep with his arm.
She shook her head no. Cash could tell from the stubborn set of her jaw that she had no intention of coming up. But she’d change her mind once he got the crowd involved.
“Luna, Luna,” he chanted as he pumped his fist. The audience joined in. Finally, Luna set her tray on the bar and marched up to the stage, her face flaming red.
“Jerk,” she seethed. “You should’ve told me who you were.”
She was so darn cute and so incredibly beautiful. “And you should’ve quit while you were ahead.”
She shot him a dark look.
“Luna and I are gonna sing One Way Home.”
📚EXCERPT FROM ONE PERFECT DAY
📚EXCERPT FROM ONE PERFECT DAY
Piper had only been gone thirty minutes. She planned to take the entire hour for lunch. She took in a deep breath, her lungs feeling the punch of the crisp, cold air as she strolled along the sidewalk, nodding and smiling at the people passing in the other direction. She made her way down to one of her favorite spots—an open area that led to the town ski lift. Her eyes skimmed over the stretch of gleaming snow, glistening like diamonds in the bright sunlight. Laughter from children playing nearby drifted in the light breeze.
She spotted an empty bench and was headed that direction when something cold hit her in the face. She gasped! Pain streaked across her cheek as her brain registered what was happening. She’d been pelted with a snowball. She jerked around in the direction it had come, only to get hit again. This time in the head. She gasped, shielding her face. More snowballs pinged her, one lodging in her mouth. She spit it out, sputtering, “What the heck!” A group of boys were throwing snowballs at her. Indignation swelled inside her. “Seriously?” she huffed.
She glared at them, expecting them to be quelled by her wrath, but then realized their attention was fixed on something or someone behind her. She turned to see a tall, athletic guy wearing a charcoal gray coat and black beanie hat. A jolt shot through her. He was handsome in the rugged, not too pretty, way she liked. He caught eyes with her, giving her a sheepish grin. He looked past her. “Hey guys,” he said as he held up his hands in a truce. “You’ve caught someone in the crossfire.”
“Not just someone,” Piper countered. “Me!” She shot him an indignant glare. Good looking or not, the man should be ashamed of himself for egging on these kids and getting innocent bystanders caught in the middle of their snowball fight. This was a public place, after all.
More snowballs came hurling through the air like cold bullets. Some hit the guy. Others hit Piper in the back and head. “Watch out,” she shouted.
The guy laughed. “You could help.”
Piper’s jaw went slack. “What?”
The guy motioned at the group of boys who were bent over, refueling their snowballs.
“It’s me against all of them. You could help.”
Piper grunted. The nerve of this guy! She straightened to her full height, giving him a withering look. “I don’t think so,” she muttered, about to continue walking.
“Listen to the little sissy,” one of the boys taunted, “asking a girl for help.”
The guy chuckled. “Did you hear that? Are you gonna let him talk to you that way?”
For an instant Piper was floored. Her eyes connected with the guy as a sizzle of awareness traced through her. His adventurous expression called to her inner child, breaking up the last of the tension ball inside her that had formed earlier when Deidre went on her rampage. A grin stole over Piper’s lips as she made a split-second decision. “No, I’m not.” She bent over and began hastily making snowballs.
📚EXCERPT FROM ONE SOUTHERN COWBOY
📚EXCERPT FROM ONE SOUTHERN COWBOY
“Looks like you’ve got an admirer,” Clyde said looking in the direction of a striking brunette who was giving Jaxson the eye. When she realized he’d noticed her, a hopeful smile fluttered over her lips.
A casual smile drifted over Jaxson’s features as he tipped his hat. The girl blushed, her cheeks filling with color.
“Always the playboy,” Lucas scoffed.
Jaxson lifted an eyebrow in amusement. “You like her, cousin?”
Lucas blinked in surprise.
“Fine. I’ll bow out. I give her to you,” Jaxson said magnanimously.
Lucas’s face turned bright red, his eyes narrowing. “You never had her to begin with.”
Jaxson’s spine straightened. “Really? Care to place a wager on it?” He looked at the girl again, flashing her a dazzling smile.
“No thanks,” Lucas growled, turning his attention back to the rodeo.
The girl was beautiful. Maybe he’d meander over to where she was after the rodeo, talk to her a bit, get her number.
After the other three riders were done, it was official. Jaxson had taken first place with Lucas claiming second. Jaxson’s eyes wandered over to the brunette again. They shared another smile. He looked behind her. His heart nearly stopped when he caught sight of a familiar face. He’d seen it many times in his dreams. It taunted him, called to him, filled him with an inexplicable longing that whispered of things that might’ve been. His brain took a snapshot of what he was seeing. Stylish blonde hair that fell softly on delicate shoulders. Memorable blue eyes that had the power to pierce a man’s soul. High cheekbones as shimmery as polished apples. He looked, then looked again. It couldn’t be! His insides froze even though his heart sped to a gallop. He swallowed the dryness in his throat.
“Congratulations, man,” Clyde boomed, grabbing Jaxson’s arm.
“Thanks,” Jaxson said automatically, his eyes shifting to Clyde for a split second. His vision went immediately back to the spot. He barely gave the doting brunette a second look as he scoped the area behind her.
The blonde was gone. Disappointment settled in his gut like a block of concrete. Maybe it was a trick of the light. He’d just thought of Lemon … how the trouble over her was the start of the friction between him and Lucas. Yes, that had to be why he thought he’d seen her.
A hollow ache formed inside. The brunette was practically turning cartwheels to get his attention. He offered a courtesy smile, but her charms no longer had any allure. All he could think about was Lemon. He glanced at Lucas, resentment fanning a hot flame inside his chest. Time was supposed to heal all hurts, but that wasn’t necessarily true.
Lemon Massey would always be the girl who got away. Thanks to her, Jaxson had locked his heart, never to be hurt again. He clenched his jaw, forcing away the gloomy thoughts. A few minutes later, he turned his attention back to the brunette.
This time, his smile was genuine.
📣EXCERPT FROM ONE WAY HOME
She reached for her phone on the nightstand to check the time. Her stomach clutched. Ten a.m. What the freak?! Zoe couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept this late.
Were the kids okay? Had they come in and tried to wake her? Daddy must think she was a total louse. Crap! She stood, her body feeling slightly shaky as she wheeled herself into motion.
She heard a cry from outside. She went to the window and peered out through the panes at the muted gray of the overcast day. At least it was no longer raining.
Zoe saw movement, heard another scream. Milo’s scream! Her heart missed a beat as her eyes processed what she was seeing—Milo was on a runaway horse, holding onto the horn of the saddle for dear life.
Zoe’s feet seemed to have a mind of their own as she ran out of the room and down the stairs to get to him. She threw open the front door and flew across the porch, hardly noticing the cold, wet wood against her bare feet until a sharp stab of pain shot through the ball of her foot. She doubled over, realizing she’d gotten a splinter.
“Pull on the reins,” she heard Daddy yell. “Show ‘em who’s boss.”
Tears sprang to Zoe’s eyes as she held up her foot for inspection. The splinter was wedged deep into her flesh. No time to worry about that now. Shivers of pain rattled through her as she hobbled down the steps and across the freshly mowed wet grass, which clung like matted eyelashes to her feet.
By the time Zoe got to the far edge of the yard, Milo managed to get the horse turned around and was now coming back. Instinct took over as Zoe ran out into the dirt road, which went alongside the house and led to the stables.
“Get out of the way!” she heard Daddy yell.
Too late, Zoe realized she was on a collision course with the horse, which had no intention of stopping. She saw the terror in Milo’s eyes as her body froze, her hands instinctively going up for protection as she braced for the impact.
Then, she saw a flash of movement out of the corner of her eye as she was knocked out of the way the instant before the horse went barreling by.
She felt the blunt force of her back hitting the ground as her mind tried to wrestle with what was happening. A heavy weight pressed on Zoe’s chest, and then she heard Daddy’s voice. “Whoa! I got ya. You’re alright.”
A heady relief rushed over Zoe. Milo was okay. Now her, on the other hand … She took an assessment. Her back was pressed flat to the ground, wet gooey mud seeping into her clothes, skin, and hair.
Then, the synapses of her brain fired enough to truly realize what was happening.
Her eyes bugged as she looked up and found herself starting into two very blue, very recognizable eyes that had become the fabric of her dreams.
“Briggs?” she gasped. It registered in her brain that he’d saved her from getting mowed over by the horse.
He crooked a smile, the edges of his eyes crinkling. “Hey Z.”
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EBOOKS INCLUDED IN BUNDLE
- ✅ One Perfect Day
- ✅ One Way Home
- ✅ One Little Switch
- ✅ One Tiny Lie
- ✅ One Big Mistake
- ✅ One Southern Cowboy
- ✅ One Singing Bachelorette
- ✅ One Fake Fiancé
- ✅ One Silent Night
- ✅ One Kick Wonder
- ✅ One More Chance
One Perfect Day
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She wasn’t looking for love, but one day with the right person might change everything ...
Piper Kell has zero time for love. She’s determined to become a success by working long hours and putting up with the unreasonable demands of her diva boss.
When a spontaneous meeting with knock-your-socks-off handsome and charismatic Noah Romeo morphs into the perfect day, Piper soon realizes that her career is not enough. She wants more …
One Perfect Day Chapter 1 Look Inside
One Perfect Day Chapter 1 Look Inside
📚Excerpt from One Way Home
Later that night, after the kids were in bed, Zoe tucked her leg underneath her and settled into the couch in the den as she waited for Carl to get home. She turned on a movie, but it was hard to focus. Her mind kept going back to the opportunity at the Gads Art Gallery. Earlier, she’d been so excited to tell Carl the good news, but he’d not returned her call, possibly because he thought it was about the orange juice incident. Now, she was mostly just frustrated about the whole thing. What good was it to have such an amazing opportunity if she couldn’t share it with the one person who was supposed to be the closest to her?
She looked out at the magnificent view afforded by the wall of windows in her den overlooking the small mountain city. The inky black sky and the twinkling lights from the houses below created a feeling of being alone, as if set on a ridge, separated from the warmth of community. A cold pang tugged at her stomach as she hugged her arms, trying to push aside the despondency creeping over her.
With a heavy sigh, she looked at the TV, forcing herself to concentrate on the movie playing across the screen. Eventually, her eyelids grew heavy as she nodded off to sleep.
“Come on,” Briggs urged, his voice floating above the babbling sound of rushing water in the nearby creek. He caught hold of her hand, pulling her along the trail.
Zoe groaned. “I knew this was a bad idea. My daddy will tan my hide and yours too when he realizes we skipped chemistry class.”
Briggs stopped in his tracks, his sudden movement causing her to barrel into his back.
“Oops,” she said.
He turned to face her, his blue eyes sparkling brighter than the azure sky above them. He pulled his trademark crooked grin that had most of the female juniors at Jefferson High School pining away for him. “That’s the best part,” he murmured, as his gaze moved over her face so slowly and thoroughly that it caused her blood to run faster. “What can be better than practicing real life chemistry? Right here. Right now.”
Her breath hitched, and for an instant, she was spellbound. He brushed her cheek with the back of his fingers. His featherlight touch both tickled and tantalized. Her lips parted as she lifted her face to his. She soaked in his boyishly handsome features. Smooth, tanned skin, those piercing blue eyes that were hijacking her thoughts more than she cared to admit. A lock of his deep honey-blond hair slipped down over his forehead. It was so darn cute and so wildly attractive. The adventure in his eyes beckoned to her, making her forget how reckless it was to come out to the swimming hole alone with Briggs McAllister, who was notorious for being a player.
At the beginning of the school year, she’d promised herself that she wouldn’t fall prey to Briggs’ charm. Then, he began working at her daddy’s ranch. She watched him with the animals, how kind and compassionate he was. Briggs was a hard worker and had a serious side to him that he rarely showed at school. Zoe began finding reasons to go to the stables more often. Then it happened. Their eyes met for one long moment, and Briggs finally saw her. They’d spent many an afternoon after that laughing and talking until the sun began its homeward track down below the horizon.
Briggs leaned closer. She could feel his warm breath on her skin. Could he hear her heart, racing like a stampede of horses? She closed her eyes, expecting him to kiss her.
When she opened her eyes, he was studying her with an enigmatic expression. “What?” she mumbled, the heat of embarrassment climbing up her neck. “I’m not good enough to kiss?” she taunted, instantly embarrassed at her boldness.
Conflicting emotions battled in his eyes. She felt his indecision, his complexity. Then the tough-guy mask slipped back over his face as a low chuckle rumbled from his throat. “Come on.”
When they got to the swimming hole, Briggs began removing his socks and shoes. Next, came his t-shirt. She swallowed the tightness in her throat, trying not to gawk at his broad shoulders or his lean, sinewy muscles. Sheesh. Was that the beginnings of a six-pack? His swim trunks were red, white, and blue, with the stars and stripes of the American flag.
He turned to her, pumping his eyebrows. “Your turn.”
Crikey! She should’ve thought this whole thing through more carefully. Why had she worn a two-piece? Why?! Taking in a deep breath, she slipped off her sandals before removing her shorts, trying to act like it was an everyday thing to undress with Briggs McAllister watching. When she hesitated, amusement glimmered in his ice-blue eyes. “Scared to take your shirt off, Romeo?” he teased.
Briggs got great delight out of calling Zoe by her last name and making a pun out of the word Romeo. She straightened to her full height, meeting his eyes. “Not in the least,” she retorted as she removed her shirt, making sure to hold her stomach in. The note of appreciation in Briggs’ eyes was flattering.
He rewarded her with a large grin. “Chemistry.”
A heatwave rolled over her. “What do you mean?” she demanded, even though she had a pretty good idea of what he was getting at. The attraction between them was zigzagging erratically like lighting in a summer storm.
He winked. “I’ll let you figure it out. Let’s do it,” Briggs shouted exuberantly as he caught hold of her hand.
She dug in her heels. “Wait. Where are we going?”
“To the rope swing.”
“Uh, I think I’ll just swim a bit first.”
“Oh no, Romeo. This is all or nothing.”
She winced. “Okay, then I’ll take nothing.”
He laughed. “Not an option. You’re going off the swing if I have to carry you.”
The thought of Briggs carrying Zoe, being so close to him, was almost more terrifying than going off the rope swing. When they got to the top of the ledge, overlooking the water, she swallowed hard, trying to calm her screaming nerves. It didn’t help that the rope was frayed and crudely tied to an overhanging tree branch.
“It’s a piece of cake,” Briggs said. He caught hold of the rope. “You just have to use enough force so that you swing out far enough into the water.”
Her gut churned as she peered over the ledge. “You mean so that I won’t hit the rocks on the side.”
“Exactly,” he beamed.
The ledge was probably no more than twenty feet high, but Zoe felt like she was standing on the edge of a skyscraper, looking down into oblivion. She hated being a chicken, but she detested heights. Her palms were oozing perspiration as she clenched her hands.
“Here goes,” he said as he swung out into the center of the water with such torque that he flew up into the air when he let go. He hit the water with a loud splash as he went under. When his head broke through the surface, he looked up at her with a mile-wide grin. “Come on in. The water’s fine,” he proclaimed.
Zoe’s knees were beginning to shake. “There’s only one way out of this, Romeo,” she told herself as she grasped the rope. She drew back, offering a silent prayer. Please protect me, even though this is one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done. She swung out into the open air and let go of the rope when the expanse of water was underneath her. The force of the water stung the bottom of her feet as she went in. When she came up, a swell of exultation ran through her.
“You did it!” Briggs exclaimed.
“Yes, I did.” And lived to tell the tale, she added silently as she threaded her arms through the water. It was cool and refreshing, making her feel reborn. Suddenly, she was glad that she’d skipped class to come out here with Briggs. Zoe couldn’t remember the last time she’d broken the rules. It felt kind of liberating.
Briggs dog-paddled over to her. “Alright, Romeo. I’m impressed. You completed your first challenge. Now, it’s time for your final one.”
Nervous laughter gurgled in her throat. “No one said anything about challenges.”
He pumped his brows, making him look ridiculously charming. “Of course, there are challenges, that’s what life’s all about.” He moved closer, sending her cells swirling. “Now, for your final one. You have to complete this one before we can go home.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Is that right?”
“Yep,” he quipped, “because I have the keys to the truck, right over there on that rock.”
A reckless thought tumbled through her. “I guess I’ll just have to get there first,” she said as she made a break for it. Zoe had never been a terrific swimmer, but she swam with all her might, her arms pulling through the water as she kicked. To her dismay, Briggs beat her by a mile as he climbed out. “Ah, ha!” he said, grinning broadly as she began scampering over the rocks to get out of the water. He turned and extended a hand, the warmth of his skin seeped into hers as he pulled her out.
His eyes rounded. “Crap! I just realized we forgot to bring towels.”
She hugged her arms as she looked up at the sun. “I guess we’ll just have to drip dry.” Even though the sun was shining brightly in the sky overhead, it was the end of May and still a bit chilly, especially when they were dripping wet.
“I guess so,” he agreed, his eyes deepening to a smolder. “Unless …” his eyes slipped over her “… you want me to warm you up.” There was such a maddening sense of arrogance about him that ignited her senses. He knew the effect he was having on her and was enjoying every minute. Before she could utter a single word, he stepped close and slid his arms around her waist.
Her breath caught as she peered into his eyes.
“How’s that?” he asked.
“Good,” she squeaked. The feel of his arms around her was electrifying, shooting heat through her entire body. His hair stuck flat to his head, emphasizing his chiseled features. How could anyone be so good looking, so mesmerizing? It was getting to where Zoe was living for the chance to earn one of his crooked grins.
It was being so close to him, but she wasn’t about to admit that. Her thoughts went back to what he’d said before they raced to the shore. “What’s the one thing I have to do before we can go home?”
“Ah, that.” A teasing grin tugged at his lips. “I was going to say that you had to swim the length of the swimming hole. Now …” He tipped his head looking thoughtful. “How about a kiss instead?”
She blinked, her pulse skittering as a deep longing stirred through her. She swallowed, forcing her voice to go light. “That’s a little underhanded, don’t you think?”
He chuckled. “Why’s that?”
“You do have the upper hand. After all, I’m standing in your arms. You know,” she continued, “if I didn’t know better, I’d say that you forgot the towels on purpose so you could offer to warm me up.” She tried not to think of how his muscular body felt pressed against hers. If her daddy saw her right now, he’d tan her hide and then ground her for the rest of her life.
“Maybe,” he grinned. His eyes flashed with a wicked glint. “So, do I get that kiss?”
A thousand tingles circled through her stomach as she sighed. “I suppose if that’s the only way I can get home, then so be it. Lay one on me,” she said bravely, as she closed her eyes and puckered her lips. She waited on bated breath for her very first kiss. As before when they were on the path, nothing. She opened her eyes to find him studying her with amusement. “What?” she squeaked. If he didn’t kiss her soon, so help her, she was going to bridge this distance and kiss him.
He cocked his head. “I don’t think I will kiss you,” he mused. “Not here. Not like this.”
She frowned, her stomach tumbling over itself and falling into a desperate heap at her feet. “I—I don’t understand.”
His eyes deepened to a rich, intense cobalt. “When we kiss,” he breathed, “time will stop, and you’ll want it as bad as me.” He leaned in close, his breath tickling her face. “You’ll crave the feel of my lips like you crave air,” he whispered. “Only then will we kiss.”
“I crave you,” Zoe replied, then jumped, waking up from her nap. She blinked, glancing around the den as a hot guilt surged through her. For a split second, her mind jumped back to the swimming hole with Briggs, the tender scent of honeysuckles lingering in the air.
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