✰✰RELEASE BLITZ✰✰
Book Title:Somebody
Like You (Maverick Junction #1)
Author: Lynnette
Austin @LynnettAustin
Genre: Contemporary
Western Romance
Release Date:
October 25, 2016
Publisher:
Forever & Forever Yours | Grand Central Publishing
Hosted by:
Book Enthusiast Promotions @bookenthupromo
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#Synopsis:
WHEN
A COWBOY MEETS AN HEIRESS
Cash
Hardeman thinks he'll have all the time in the world to find the right woman .
. . until he discovers he might lose the family ranch if he's not married by
his thirtieth birthday. So when Boston beauty Annelise blows into town on her
Harley, Cash can't help wondering if she's the sexy, leather-clad answer to all
his problems.
Giving
her bodyguards and the paparazzi the slip, heiress Annelise Montjoy comes to
Maverick Junction on a mission to help her ailing grandfather. But keeping her
identity hidden in the small Texas town is harder than she expected-especially
around a tempting cowboy like Cash. He's the kind of man who makes her want to
spill all her secrets. Soon Annelise starts to wonder if she's finally found
the man who can love her for herself rather than her money. But will the
secrets they both keep ruin their plans to ride off into the sunset together?
#Excerpt
“Not
always.”
“In
Texas he does.”
She
rolled her eyes. “That is so male!”
“There
you go. I’m a male.”
“It’s
about control. You’re used to being in control.”
Hands
on his hips, he thought about that. “Yeah, guess I am.”
“Well,
so am I. And it’s my bike.” She dangled the keys in front of him. “My keys mean
I drive.”
“But
you don’t know where we’re going,” he argued.
“So
you’ll be my co-pilot. Direct me. How else am I going to learn my way around?”
He
scowled, not at all comfortable with the way this was going down. “Tell you
what. Why don’t we take the Caddy? Top’s down, and it’s an amazing night. It’ll
be nice.”
She
laughed, the sound curling itself in his belly. “Nice try, but uh-uh. No way.
You talked me into a night bike ride, Cash, and that’s what I intend to have.”
“You
might want to think about this.”
“Oh,
I have.” A quick grin lit her face. Then, mimicking his stance, she rested her hands on those curvy hips and tilted her
head. “You’re not afraid to ride with me, are you?”
His
eyes narrowed. “Afraid? Me? Not in this lifetime.”
“Good.”
After he stepped onto the stair landing, she closed
and locked the door behind her. Then she headed down the stairs and hopped on
her Harley. In the driver’s seat. He felt unbelievably silly as he slowly swung
his leg and slid behind her. He sure as hell hoped nobody saw him sitting in
the sissy seat. “Annie—”
“Hold on, big boy.” The bike rumbled to life. She
spurted out of the drive so fast he barely had time to wrap his arms around her
slender waist. He held himself stiffly as she navigated her way through the
side streets, fuming that she didn’t trust him to drive her motorcycle. But
then, as they headed out of town along the dark road, the night air wrapped
around him, and he began to relax. Not
half-bad. Rather than hands on the controls, his arms were free to slide around
Annie. His palms rested on her taut stomach, imagined the soft, warm skin
beneath that butter-colored tank. He leaned into her, breathed in her purely
feminine scent. Nuzzled her neck just below her helmet.
The bike wobbled and he pulled back, laughing.
Throwing caution to the wind, they wound through narrow back roads as he
directed her across his grandfather’s land to his little place by the lake. His
sanctuary. He didn’t often take anyone there.
As it came into view, she slowed. “Oh, Cash. This is
incredible.”
It was, he thought. The moon hung low, glimmered in
the lake. The stately pines that rimmed the far side reflected in the
smooth-as-glass dark water. And his house, with its cedar siding and
high-pitched cedar-shingled roof, looked like every man’s dream. He’d worried
when his mother had insisted on planting those daisies flanking the porch and
walk. But their white heads glistened in the moonlight and actually added to
the place’s charm.
He cleared his throat. “I like it.”
She turned off her bike, and the two of them sat
listening to the bullfrogs, the cicadas, the hoot of an owl off in the
distance. His fingers itched to run along her moon-gilded arms and shoulders,
and he found himself wishing he hadn’t suggested she change out of those little
white shorts before hopping on the bike. His hands itched to tangle themselves
in the mass of curls that tumbled free when she removed her helmet. Instead, he
said, “Come on. Let me show you around.”
They left the helmets on the bike and walked across
the yard to stand by the lake. Before they reached the water’s edge, Staubach
came barreling toward them, whimpering and shaking with delight.
“I thought you were locked in the house, pal.” Cash
snagged his collar, and the dog dropped to the ground.
Annie crouched beside him, and the dog wriggled loose
from Cash and rolled onto his back. With a laugh, she gave in. “You like this,
don’t you, you silly thing.”
“Nothing silly ’bout having a woman’s hands on you.”
Their eyes met in the pale light, and he had to remind
himself to go slow. To resist the urge to join her on the grass. To fight the
almost overwhelming need to put his own hands all over her.
“Up for another ride?” he asked impulsively, spotting
the canoe he’d left tethered to his dock.
“Now?”
“Sure, why not?”
She
grinned. “Why not?”
“You’re
staying here, Staubach.”
The dog, happy to have his person home, sat on his
haunches, tail wagging. Cash helped her in, then settled himself on the center
bench. This time he was driving, by God. His paddle dipped almost silently into
the water as they glided toward the middle of the lake. Overhead, stars winked, and
the moon scattered soft light. Not a single cloud drifted by to mar the sky’s
obsidian perfection.
Totally relaxed, she leaned back, dipping her hand in
the cool water, letting her fingers trail as they slipped smoothly along.
“Look,” she whispered. Fireflies winked and darted
across the water. Cash angled the paddle back into the canoe and leaned
forward. His arm slid around Annie and drew her close. She yipped when the boat
rocked.
“Shhh. It’s okay. You’re safe.”
Still, she held on to the sides. He pried her fingers
loose and put her hands on his arms.
“Here. Hold on to me.”
Before she could protest, he lowered his mouth to
hers. Annie’s grip tightened on his biceps. With a sigh, she leaned closer
still, seeming unconcerned when the canoe listed, then righted itself. Her
mouth opened, and she gave him everything. He changed the angle and deepened
the kiss. Heart hammering in his chest, Cash finally broke the mind-staggering
connection. “Annie—”
She shook her head, laid a finger over his lips.
“Don’t say anything, Cash. Kiss me again.”
#MyReview
‘Somebody Like You’ is exactly
the kind of story that I have my Cowboys ‘n Country blog for. The first in the
Maverick Junction series, Lynette just about had me holding my breath from the
very beginning. After throwing all of
the cowboy clichés out the window, we are left with two outstanding characters
who would be just as interesting in a courtroom or on a cay as they are in small
town Texas.
I loved it when it was Cash
Hardeman who had the deadline for marrying in order to inherit instead of the
usual female. And Cash is not just any
guy either. Hard working, charming and
oh-so good looking, he is well known in Maverick Junction and beyond for being
a stand-up guy. What they don’t know is
about his grandpa’s will stipulation.
Enter one Annelise Montjoy, aka Annie.
She rolls into town on her Harley, decked out in her leathers and with
money and secrets. She’ll share one but
not the other. Hardheaded, independent
and fiercely loyal to her family, she’s in town looking for a long lost
relative who might be able to help her grandma out with some bone marrow. She meets Cash in the process and the
fireworks begin.
Lynette penned them beautifully. Their relationship was full of sexual
tension, push and pull, humor and secrets they don’t dare reveal for fear of a
broken heart. It gave the story that
touch of reality that I so love, especially in Cowboy novels. The pages flew by and before I knew it, the
400 or so pages were gone and I was left with a big, fat grin on my face. I most certainly would read it again, would
read more from Lynette and would encourage you to give her a chance. I imagine you won’t be sorry!
*****5
Bright Shiny Stars*****
I
received a copy of this book from a tour promoter in exchange for an honest
review. All opinions are my own, and I was not compensated for this review.
#Giveaway:
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