Broken Fences
Troublemaker Series #1
By Kelly Gendron
ebook, 258 pages
Published October 15th 2013
BLURB:
Colden
Saint James, Dusty Owens, and a single night of passion had equaled to poor old
Mr. McAllister’s broken fence. Add six years, a troublemaking photo, and there’s
not a fence in Texas that’s gonna be safe.
It
took Dusty Owens two years to land Colden “Saint” James, even if it was for
only one night, but the very next day, he was gone. Now, years later, the
“Saint” has returned, but he’s no longer the do-gooder rookie cop Dusty
remembers.
Dusty
Owens always had a way of making every single one of Colden’s man parts go all
hard. He’d been so close to falling for the girl before he’d left Odessa. Now,
due to a troublemaking photo, Colden must return to his hometown to keep her
safe. Trouble is, he’s a different man—not to mention the change. Well, it’s
gonna cause all kinds of problems where Dusty Owens and all of his man parts
are concerned.
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“Just admit
it. You want me.” A crooked grin tugged on his lip.
Dusty glared
at him from the corner of her eye. “Okay.” She gripped the railing and swayed
back. “Yes, once I wanted you—once. But like I said, let’s not dwell on the
past. I’m so over you, St. James.”
The smug
son-of-a-bitch’s smile broadened. He shook his head. “I’m so not convinced,
Dusty girl,” he said with sparkling, playful eyes.
“Stop calling
me that!”
“What?” He
arched a badly behaving eyebrow. “Girl?”
“Yes!”
“Well, you
are one, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but—”
“Oh, I get
it,” he rudely interrupted. “Too generic? How ‘bout I call you, uh…my pretty
girl? Would you like that?”
In false
protest, her nose and forehead scrunched. But she could already see it. The
minute that little fawning left his sexy mouth, she’d drop to her knees, ready
to give the man whatever he wanted.
“No?” He
rubbed his chin and released a low, sexy, “Hmm.” A second later, he lifted an
a-ha finger. “Tough girl?”
Her entire
face flushed with heated anger.
He grimaced.
“Don’t like that either?” His eyes hooded. “I know what kind of girl you are.”
She snorted.
This oughtta be good. “Yeah? And what kind of girl am I?”
“A bad girl,”
he huskily drawled. “You want to be my bad girl, don’t you?”
“No!” Oh God,
yes! Who wouldn’t want to be his bad… anything? The new and improved St. James
was hot, and her knees were already begging to hit the floor for him. Shake it
off, bad girl. Just, shake it the hell off!
“Come over
here.” An arm wrapped around her waist. “C’mon.” He dragged out the words as he
dragged her up to his side. “It’s all good. You can be my bad girl anytime,
Dusty Owens.”
When he bent
his head down, warning bells went off in her addled brain. Sissy and Jimmy
could see them from where they were standing. She veered back, her hand
pressing into his shoulder, “Colden!”
“Don’t be so
skittish.” His lips turned up, and his grip tightened. “Where’s that brazen
girl? Where’s the girl who showed up at Rusty’s Tavern with Britt Weber, the
player of all plays?”
Her eyes
widened. Is he really going to bring up that night?
“And after a
slow, naughty bull ride performance in a very slinky white dress, I might add,
that bad girl dirty danced with the scumbag.”
He even
remembers my dress? God.
“Where’s that
brazen girl who took a huge risk, hoping I’d come to her rescue and save her
from the sleazebag?”
The night
flooded into her brain, Colden pulling her out of Britt Weber’s truck. Him
punching Britt, who was twelve years her senior, right in the face, and Colden
chasing after her and catching up with her at old man McAllister’s fence. Crazy
for him, her attempt at making Colden jealous had worked. She’d tried to keep
him hot by picking a fight, but Colden hadn’t taken the bait. Without saying a
word, he’d just walked up to her and kissed her hard, a kiss he didn’t break
until they broke McAllister’s fence—until she’d surrendered her virtue and her
heart to him.
“So? Where’s
that bad girl now?” he provoked.
Dusty shook
her head and told him the truth. “She grew up.” She knew it was immature to try
to make Colden jealous back then. He wasn’t a kid. He was a man, and he had
shown her that night just what kind of man he was, the kind she wanted to spend
the rest of her life with.
“Nah.” Sturdy
fingers pressed into her hipbone. “I think she’s still in there. She just needs
some coaxing to come out and play.” He leaned in and huskily taunted, “Come
out, come out, wherever you are! Be my bad girl and admit you wanna play.”
“In your
dreams, St. James. Why don’t you get over yourself? I’ve already told you that
I don’t feel anything for you—not anymore,” she lied, trying to save herself.
“I don’t
believe you.” His eyes wickedly twinkled with the statement.
“I don’t
really care what you believe.”
“Take your
panties off.”
As angry as
he was making her, her body had to respond to the command, and every muscle
froze. “What?”
“If they’re
bone dry,” he said, tilting to the left and dropping his voice, “I’ll believe
you.”
“Colden, look
where we are, for God’s sake. You’re crazy if you think I’m gonna¬—”
He tilted
slightly closer, his eyes dark and daring. “Take them off.”
“I-I can’t,”
she mumbled, hypnotized by his captivating, intent look and even more stunned
by the crazy demand.
“Why?” The
corner of his mouth lifted. “Oh, right.” His smile grew bigger. “Don’t worry. I
don’t mind getting my hand a little wet.”
What?
Absolutely incorrigible! “You’re an ass.”
“Well, if
that’s not your excuse, what is?”
“Besides the
obvious, it’s a rude a request.” She smirked at him. Yeah, that’s right, buddy.
Two can play at this game. “I can’t give them to you because…” She inched
closer to his tempting mouth. “I’m not wearing any.” Unable to ignore the
pleasure she got from seeing the astonishment light up his eyes, her smile grew
too.
“Damn, girl.”
He exhaled, letting out a very noticeable whistle. His hand slid slowly down
her hip, as if to confirm her claim, then roamed to her backside. “Do you know
what a statement like that can do to a guy?”
“Again, I
don’t care.”
“Well then,
let’s make you care…”
AUTHOR Bio
Kelly resides
in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her day job?
Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities in the
WNY area. She’s been faithfully writing for three years but did write her first
book ten years ago. She put it down to raise her son as a single mom and then
picked it back up when she and her son finally grew up. That's when she settled
into her newly married adult life and started to seriously write again. She's
dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories, but recently she's been on an Adult
Contemporary Romance kick.
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Website: http://kellygendron.com/
Favorite Quotes:
“I have no doubt he can. But to
be fair, I don’t think there’s a man in Texas that can handle the likes of you,
Dusty Owens. That is,” his eyes lowered to her mouth, “until now.”
“Until now?” she repeated as
she drew her head back, shocked that he’d said it. Cocky and bold, he certainly
wasn’t the mild-mannered rookie cop she’d known before. Even her body reacted
differently to him.
“Yes, if my
memory serves me correctly—which I’m sure it does, as it’s rather vivid—this
man knows how to handle you just fine,” Colden said, but his eyes,
not his voice, were what really spoke to her, and what they had to say were
some pretty naughty things, real naughty—like pussy damaging naughty.
“Look…about the way I left…” he started,
unsure where he was going to go from there.
Her
wandering eyes snapped back to him, and a hand shot up. “Stop right there!” She
shook her head. “Let’s not stroll down Memory Lane, St. James. I’m completely
over it. I’ve moved on…and so should you.”
“And? What’s that got to do
with me and why you’re here in the middle of the night?”
“Well,” he said, crossing his
arms over his chest, “I’ve decided for the next two weeks, I’m going to be
staying here with you.” He smiled victoriously as the last word left his mouth.
Dusty’s left eye twitched, and
the pulse in that thick and visible vein on her temple quickened. If she’d had
a spout at the top of her head, Colden imagined steam would have been coming
out of it.
Slanted anger leered up at him,
but he ignored it and said, “I’m sure you’ve got a spare room.” He pointed
toward the back of the house. “You do live here alone, right?”
Her hands fisted at her side,
and she stomped her foot in fury. “No!”
“Yes,” he said, nodding his
head once. “We had a deal. I won, and now you have to grant me one wish.”
“You are not staying here!”
He took a
step toward her. Damn that little tank-top. It didn’t conceal enough of
her to keep her safe from him. “Come on, Dusty girl. Let’s stop all this. We
both know you’re going to honor my wish.”
I was given this book for an honest review.
When I first looked at the cover I said oh yeah he could use me to break my fence anytime…. Colden “Saint” James is a man who took a girls virginity, broke her fence and then just up and left. Then 6 years later shows up and at her bar just like nothing happen… I don’t think so. Well that is just what happen…
When I first looked at the cover I said oh yeah he could use me to break my fence anytime…. Colden “Saint” James is a man who took a girls virginity, broke her fence and then just up and left. Then 6 years later shows up and at her bar just like nothing happen… I don’t think so. Well that is just what happen…
Dusty Owens is the one who he did this to. When Dusty sees
him in her bar she realizes that the feelings she had for him are still
there. She is not sure why he is back
but he shows up back with a vengeance.
After working late at the bar Dusty has an unexpected guest who decides
that he is going to stay right in her home.
Yeah just what she needed. Dusty
needs to know why Colden left and why he is back now. What will she do and how will she react when
she finds out the truth? Will she let
him back in her heart and her life or has he destroyed what they could have
had? Ha!!! Not going to tell you… You
will just have to read it for yourself. I
really like the story. Great story. Cannot wait for the next in the series.
FOUR CHALLENGING ANGELS
Thanks for the great review and for hosting Broken Fences!!
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Great quotes thank you.
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