November 25, 2011

Christmas Romance - A Cowboy's Dream



Author Leah Smith has fantasized about her neighbor, Houston’s pro baseball player Marcus Slade, for years, but thinks it’s unlikely she’d catch the cowboy’s interest since her IQ is bigger than her bra size. Having already been hurt by a man who wanted size over substance, she’s not in a hurry to play in that ball field again. When an unexpected opportunity gets Marcus inside his favorite author’s apartment, he’s not about to let a second chance at love pass him by. Their attraction is quick and electric and has him instantly thinking about something more long-term. But when a woman from his past intrudes, his hopes of a cozy Christmas with Leah are buried beneath her cold shoulder. Risking a strikeout, Marcus has one chance left...go for the grand slam of his life and crash Leah's annual Christmas Eve party in hopes of convincing her she’s this Cowboy’s Dream.

Four Angels from Fallen Angel Review
This story is worth the read in order to see him (Marcus) get the happy ending that he deserves. ~Whitney


Unedited excerpt:

The mouthwatering scents of seared steak wafted around Leah as Marcus escorted her into the world famous Kemah Boardwalk Steak House. Her stomach grumbled, a reminder she hadn’t eaten since early morning.

The hostess greeted Marcus by name and smiled warmly at her. Leah glanced at him, wondering how often he came to the restaurant.  Celebration dinners should be rare, not weekly—unless you found an excuse to celebrate every little thing.  But what made them special then?

She slid into the booth and mentally shook her head.  No matter what Marcus did in the past, this was her celebratory dinner. She smiled as he sat opposite her and determined to enjoy his company for as long as she had it.

The hostess handed them menus. “Would you like something from the bar, Mr. Slade?”

Marcus placed his Stetson beside him on the booth cushion and raised a brow at her.

“Whatever they have on tap will be fine,” she said.

He grinned and nodded.  “Two beers, please.”

Glancing  at his "celebration clothing,” she was glad she’d summed him up right.  She’d nearly put on the $900 designer gown she planned to wear to next month’s charity fund raiser and made her look hot as hell, but at the last minute went over what she knew about pro ball player Marcus Slade.

Celebrity though he may be, he was obviously still a cowboy at heart.  Instead of the silk and satin confection, she'd pulled on blue jeans and a simple blouse.  She matched his jeans and western-styled shirt quite well.

Leah opened the menu and looked it over.  “You’re a man after my own heart.  There’s nothing better to celebrate with than a beer and a good steak.”

He jerked back as if surprised.  “You mean to say you’ll actually order a steak?”

“Well, of course.” She laughed, brushing her hair behind her ear. “What’s the point of going to a steak house and not ordering a steak?”

He opened his mouth, but then shut it for a moment before uttering, “Truth be told, most of the women I know don’t eat much meat.”

That was no surprise.  Most of the women she’d seen him with were the size of twigs—except in the bosom area—and probably ate weeds.

“Well, I hope you brought along your charge card, because I haven’t eaten much today and I’m starving. I plan to get a really big steak with all the fixings to celebrate.”

Marcus laughed. “Honey, the day I can’t afford to buy a pretty lady a steak is the day I’ll hang it up for good.”

Her heart fluttered at the endearment. Sure, it was common enough for Texans to drop honey and darling like hello and good-bye, but still, hearing it from Marcus made her insides quiver.

He wagged his brows, then glanced down to study his menu. She released a small sigh. Since she was a Roughrider’s fan and had held season tickets for years, she’d known who Marcus was before he moved into The Towers. To say she had a crush on him was probably an understatement, but she’d never suffered from delusions, either.  Leah Smith, plain, average daughter of nomad archeologists just wasn’t the type of woman the major league outfielder  dated.  As much as she wished differently, she shouldn’t read more into this ‘date’ than what it was—a friendly, celebratory meal.


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7 comments:

Caroline Clemmons said...

Anna Kathryn, my email copy of the blog showed up really weird and illegible. Usually it's fine, but this is the second time it hasn't been. Odd, huh? I'm sure you do the same thing each time you post. Anyway, the excerpt is intriguing.

Callie Hutton said...

Wow, that excerpt was great. Sounds like a really good story.

Callie Hutton
A Run For Love, available now from www.soulmatepublishing.com

calliehutton11@gmail.com

VanillaOrchids said...
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VanillaOrchids said...

The book sounds really good and I would very much love to read it. I love a good romance novel. :)

Thank you for this opportunity!

Pam
vanillaorchids69(at)gmail(dot)com

Oops ... forgot to include email first time around. *hides head in shame* LOL

Anastasia Cassella-Young said...

I love the description and believe that a copy of this novel will make me read a wonderful. Am I too late? Been bedridden until this wireless mouse and keyboard.Thank you.

Anna Kathryn Lanier said...

Congratulations to Pam for winning the drawing for a free copy of A COWBOY'S DREAM. And thanks everyone for stopping by.

VanillaOrchids said...

That's so great. Thank you very much!