“A classic in the making!”~Under the Covers Book reviews
A sizzling new series packed with heart from Amazon bestselling author, Amanda McIntyre.
RUGGED HEARTS—Book I, The Kinnison Legacy! Meet Wyatt, Dalton and Rein, the formidable men of the Kinnison Legacy and the women who will tame them!
Rugged, quiet, hardworking, Wyatt takes his position as head of the Kinnison family seriously. But the scars of betrayal by the women to whom he once trusted his heart now prompt his stark, simple game plan, and no one in hell is going to convince him any differently. What matters most, besides the welfare of his brothers, is to manage the ranch left to him and never risk his heart again to something as foolish as love—but after meeting Aimee, Wyatt begins to realize that a man should never say never to a determined second grade teacher.
When vivacious, resilient Aimee Worth loses her twin sister in a tragic accident, she makes the choice to live out her sister’s dream of teaching in the small mountain community called End of the Line, Montana, never suspecting she’d meet her Mr. Right in the middle of nowhere—he just doesn’t know it yet. Used to challenges, her spirit shatters the perceptions that have kept him isolated from living life beyond the ranch, proving to him that when it comes to love, the greatest risk is not taking one.
Excerpt set-up; stranded a few days before Christmas with students from her class who’d been on a field trip, Aimee and Wyatt battle an attraction started from the first night they met…
She was warm, sweet, and responsive to him in a way Wyatt hadn’t expected. His fingers found the sash of the robe and gently pulled it free. He cupped her face and kissed her like he’d thought of doing a million times since the day in the parking lot. He pulled her close, lifted her into his arms, and set her on the countertop. She held his face, her kisses soft yet demanding more, driving his hunger. His fingers fumbled with unfastening the buttons of the flannel shirt she wore. She braced herself on her hands and allowed him to peel away the fabric.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, drawing his hand over her silky flesh. He cupped her soft breast, and she fit his palm with sweet perfection. After another fiery kiss, he trailed his lips over her skin, taking in her musky scent. Encouraged by her hand holding his head in place, he helped himself, closing his mouth over her rigid tip, teasing until she forced his head up to look at her.
“Wyatt.” She breathed his name.
He wanted nothing more than to scoop her up and carry her to bed, but he knew that was impossible under the circumstances. Instead, he relished her passionate kisses and slipped his hands between her thighs. He pressed his fingers to her warm, wet flesh. She squirmed at his touch. Her mouth dropped open with a soft sigh.
He swallowed hard and reminded himself that the kitchen counter, surrounded by a houseful of kids, was not how he wanted their first time to be.
“Oh God,” she whispered. “No, no…I can’t. Not here.”
She grabbed his hand and pulled him to her in an explosive kiss that nearly burst Wyatt from the confines of his jeans. He cupped her face and was angling to deepen the next kiss when she pulled away.
“I have an idea.” She straightened and held her hands against his chest. He heard her heavy breathing.
“Yeah, I’ve got a couple of my own.” He reached for her again.
She leaned over and turned on the light, temporarily blinding him.
“I can see we are not on the same page.” He sighed deeply and licked his lips. Her taste lingered on his mouth. She pulled her clothes together, hastily refastening the buttons he’d worked so hard to undo, and tugged the robe up around her shoulders. Only then did she look at him.
Wyatt rested his hands on either side of her, debating whether to stay or go jump in a snowdrift. He glanced up, eyeing her.
“I was just thinking.”
“About Christmas morning.”
“Hmm, that’s not what I was thinking about.” She put another knot in her robe tie and looked down at him as if to say playtime was over. Snowdrift, it is. “What were you thinking?”
“I have some candy canes in my book bag. I was going to give them out as treats at school. What would you think about using their shoes like stockings? I think they still fill shoes in Europe—Norway or someplace.”
He winced. “Maybe I can find some clean socks, instead.” His mind was stuck on his libido, and he marveled how she could switch gears so effortlessly. Given the circumstances, it was probably better he redirect his brain anyway. But as far as he was concerned, what they’d started tonight wasn’t over by a long shot. He had tasted bliss and he thirsted for more. Once those kids were out of his house and safely back in theirs, he intended to show her how good they could be. He lifted her from the counter, careful not to keep his hands on her too long.
What’s your most favorite Christmas memory? Comment to win an e-book of RUGGED HEARTS!
Decadent Publishing: http://www.decadentpublishing.com/product_info.php?products_id=810
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/rugged-hearts-amanda-mcintyre/1115165335?ean=2940016723389
All Romance e-Books : https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-ruggedhearts-1169751-149.html
Kinnison Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Kinnison-Legacy/375196125921871
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B002C1KH2Q