“Relax, Cal,” Mike drawled from behind him. “I’ve got your back.”
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Sheena let her fingers twine in Cal’s hair, pulling him to her, giving herself up to the kiss they shared and not caring who witnessed it. She angled her head and body even closer as he deepened the kiss, teasing her—and making her crave more.
“Cal—” she murmured close to his lips as she broke away. She was not prepared for what that kiss had done to her. Her heart beat so that she wondered if she might faint for the second time in her life.
“What’s wrong?” Cal whispered, giving her a kiss at the corner of her mouth.
All the fears fled, and the memory of her ordeal with Richard Purl dimmed in the light of this new love she shared with Callen Chandler. She placed a hand between them over his heart, feeling the same wild, erratic beating that, ironically, felt perfectly in time with hers.
She wanted him. The thought surprised her with its suddenness, and the intensity that accompanied it was almost unbearable.
“Sheena?”
She shook her head, her eyes holding the promise of beautiful, unspeakable things to come that she didn’t even know how to describe with words.
He gave her a slow, lazy grin—not needing the words, then laughed aloud at their unspoken understanding. Taking her hand, he started down the steps. “Do we know each other well enough for what we’re about to do?”
Her shyness had disappeared. For a moment, she wondered at the brazen attraction she felt for him, but he squeezed her hand in reassurance. When she looked into his eyes, she saw that his feeling must be the same as hers by the look he wore.
Their steps grew quicker as she hurried to keep up with him. Her brogue deepened as she spoke. “You know my heart, Callen. And I know yours. Aye, I think the time has come.”
He gave her a wicked grin. The anticipation that look created within her was almost more than Sheena could stand.
“I’ll race you,” he said, pulling her along as he began to lope.
She laughed aloud, and the breeze scattered her joy to the forest beyond, to the welcoming porch of Livvie’s home, back to the townspeople who stood shaking their heads on Main Street.
“You should know you can’t beat me, Cal. I’m flying.” She threw open the front door.
He never let go of her hand. “So am I, Sheena,” he said, just before he kicked the door shut behind them.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Cheryl was born in Duncan, OK, and grew up in Seminole, OK. She graduated from the University of Oklahoma, and holds a B.A. in English. Cheryl lives with her husband in Oklahoma City, OK, where she has been for the past 29 years. She has two grown children, ages 24 and 27, and a Great Pyrenees "granddog", Embry.
Writing is so much a part of her life that recently, she and long-time friend Livia Reasoner, decided to open a publishing house for western and historical stories.
PRAIRIE ROSE PUBLICATIONS http://prairierosepublications.com furthers the western-themed writing offerings of women.
As if that weren’t enough, there were so many requests for a publishing house for young people interested in the west that they decided to open the unique imprint, PAINTED PONY BOOKS http://paintedponybooks.com This line will be open to all authors, male and female, who have submissions for Middle Grade readers, Young Adult, and New Adult.
The contemporary/futuristic imprint for these age groups is TORNADO ALLEY PUBLICATIONS http://tornadoalleypublications.com, and for adult contemporary/futuristic, check out their imprint FIRE STAR PRESS http://firestarpress.com.
All imprints are open and accepting submissions.
Cheryl's latest novel is a western historical romance,GABRIEL'S LAW. Her upcoming release, THE HALF-BREED'S WOMAN, will be available in February, 2014, through Prairie Rose Publications. To see all of Cheryl’s work, click here: http://www.cherylpiersonbooks.com
You can e-mail her at [email protected]
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