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Yes, indeedy, today is the day! Book 5 of the Malloy family series, The Gift, is now available in ebook format! The sequel to my cowboy series is finally here!
The Gift

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The Gift

Genre: Western Romance, Red Hot!
ISBN: 1-59998-169-6

One part gambler, two parts charmer, Trevor Malloy has finally met his match.

Book 5 of the Malloy family series.

Trevor Malloy loves women of all shapes and sizes. When he bets a small fortune on a hand of poker only to lose to a lady gambler he can’t seem to charm, he finds himself beholden to a woman for the first time.

Adelaide Burns refuses to fall under Trevor’s spell and is determined to make him pay every cent he owes her-in muscle and sweat.
Like sparks from flint and rock, Trevor and Adelaide nearly set the sheets on fire. Together they find heaven in each others arms, fight for Adelaide’s saloon, and face a future that only the luck of the cards will tell.

Excerpt:

Adelaide woke with grainy eyes and a restlessness she hadn’t felt in years.

Last night’s win echoed in her dreams, or rather, Trevor Malloy did. That damned green-eyed gambler and his amazing smile. She hauled herself out of bed with a groan and slipped on her favorite purple silk robe. She needed coffee.

She felt so out of sorts, she was surprised she didn’t fall down the steps. When she got closer to the kitchen, she smelled fresh coffee and her mouth watered in anticipation. The door swung open against her hand and Adelaide fell forward.

Straight into Trevor Malloy’s arms.

Sweet heavens. Softness met hardness. Calluses met silk. Adelaide’s world tilted as she slammed into a man who made her remember life outside her saloon. Remember that she was first and foremost a woman. A woman who had been long without a man.

Her breasts pressed into his chest and his hands landed on her ass.

“Whoa there, little filly,” he whispered.

Adelaide shivered as his breath skipped across her skin. Goose bumps ran down her neck, straight to her nipples. Naked beneath the robe, she knew he felt every curve, every inch of her body. His chest was like granite, his hands like hot mitts, his scent filled her.

She breathed deeply, inhaling his essence-a heady mixture of man and a hint of arousal. His or hers, she wasn’t sure. Their body heat mingled and moved together. Adelaide was suddenly very, very awake.

“Red?”

Trevor’s voice reminded her of just how close they were, and just how unclothed she was.

“Let go of me, Malloy.” She pushed at his chest until he released her and helped her stand. His gaze drifted to her breasts, which swung free beneath the purple silk. To the nipples poking out like floozies waving howdy. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.

“You have work to do. I’m sure Dustin already has a list of chores.” She kept her voice as firm as possible, although she felt nearly breathless from the encounter.

“Yes, ma’am. I’m on my way.” He held the door open wide so she could come into the kitchen completely. With a cocky salute to her, he blew a kiss to Marybeth and left. Adelaide took a deep breath and blew it out slowly.

“You watch yourself with that one, Miss Adelaide,” Marybeth warned while shaking a wooden spoon.

“Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

Adelaide ignored the harrumph and went straight for the coffee. She knew exactly what she was doing. Trevor Malloy wasn’t about to make her life change one smidge.

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Trevor stood outside the kitchen door and tried to control his breathing.

What he really wanted to do was huff and puff, but since he knew Adelaide was on the other side of the door, he didn’t. He slowly breathed in and out, telling his body to relax. To forget what her body felt like underneath that purple concoction.

Forget? Not likely in this lifetime.

He knew she was curvy, but never imagined she was so soft, so amazingly sexy that his dick woke up with a vengeance. It strained against his trousers as adrenaline pumped through him in waves.

What the hell just happened?

It was a casual touch, something he’d do for anyone who stumbled and yet…it was as far from casual as you could get without being naked. He’d felt her trembling under his touch, even as he trembled beneath hers.

He shook his head like a dog shaking off water from a dunking. His thoughts were jumbled up and he felt off-balance. Odd, that reaction. There was nothing he could do about it except try to ignore it.

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