posted on January 13, 2015 by Jodi Linton

Lassoing Laney Briggs

Jodi LintonThis ain’t just a cowboy’s tale.  Sometimes a kick-ass heroine steals the show.

Three things you need to know when hanging with Laney Briggs.

  1. Sense of Humor: When it comes standing tall with the good ‘ol boys Laney has learned it is easier to roll with the punches if the sexy, stud wearing a cowboy hat is kept on his toes. If it’s got tires or testicles it’s going to give you trouble.
  1. It’s okay to have an Achilles heel: Just like Superman’s one weakness is kryptonite, well, Laney’s one vulnerability is a dirty-talking, Texas Ranger. I craved that fierce fascination he held me in. Craved. Probably more than I wanted to accept.
  1. Always get your man: There’s one thing for sure in Pistol Rock, Laney’s hometown, lending a helping hand is always putting a foot in the right direction. I clicked back the safety and looked him square in the eyes. “Sometimes even bad ass cowboys need a little help covering their asses.”

Now that you’ve gotten the insider tips, book that plane ticket, grab a six-pack of Miller, strap on the red cowboy boots, and high tail it out to Pistol Rock, Texas a place Fresh Fiction calls “Fantastic Storytelling, Superb Characters, Splendid Dialogue, and Plenty of Texas Sexiness!”

Remember to say “howdy” when you get there!

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“Come on, Gunner. You can trust me,” I purred, my voice sounding like a Hooters waitress laying the charm on thick to get a big fat tip.

I had one hand toying with the hem of his snug black T-shirt, my hips grinding into his Wranglers. The way that zipper fly was bulging against my thigh almost made me forget I was on the attack. “You can tell me. I’ve always been good at keeping secrets.”

Gunner looked pained. “Again, it’s privileged information, Laney.” He leaned in closer, grazing his five o’clock shadow along my chin. “Damn you smell good,” he said, sucking in some air. “Buy the lavender soap at the Piggly Mart again?”

I hooked my thumbs in his belt loops and tugged, pulling him into me. “Why are you all of a sudden acting so serious?”

He always did have a hard-on for the slutty-bimbo type. A low, throaty groan tore from his chest when he dipped his mouth toward mine. My lips parted, welcoming him home.

I felt his tongue skim my teeth, and then he swallowed my moan with a hungry kiss. Aw hell, he tasted like homemade vanilla ice cream, a little too sweet, but so sinfully delicious. Maybe I hadn’t completely thought this through, because the way he was kissing me torched any comeback as a raging wildfire of pure undignified lust burst throughout my entire body. On a long, hard caress, he forced the tender embrace deeper and pulled my tongue into a tantalizing dance with his. Savoring the moment, he wrapped both arms tighter around my waist, and wasted no time to teach me each one of his smooth moves.

And damn, did I want to be schooled.

Gunner broke the body-aching kiss, and before I could say “more” his mouth touched my earlobe, and then he whispered, “Word has it that Wyatt might be in deep with Manny Sanchez.”

“Manny Sanchez?” I asked, surprised.

“That’s right.”

He continued working his mouth along my neck, which might as well have been between my legs. I’d gone from bitch to horny in about five seconds flat.

I feathered my lips across his stubbled chin, inhaling the richness of his aftershave as I said softly, “Who’d have thought.”

“You might wanna run out there and check.” He half moaned.

Leaning in, I placed my mouth inches from his neck. “Thanks,” I told him before jabbing my red boot down on his foot and storming off to the cruiser, leaving Gunner to deal with his erection and holding his foot.

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Jodi Linton

Growing up in a small Texas town didn't have many perks, but it allowed for some colorful writing material. After settling down with her family in central Texas, Jodi found her passion: writing kick-ass, southern contemporary romance stories. Today she can be found cozied up to the computer escaping into a quirky world of tall tales, sexy, tight jean wearing cowboys, and a protagonist with a sharp-tongue quick enough to hang any man out to dry. Blurb: Wherever deputy Laney Briggs goes, trouble always follows behind—except when Laney is the trouble. Right now, Laney is on the hunt for her not-so-bright cousin, who is wanted for gun-smuggling. But there's a sexy, hot-assed Texas Ranger on the same case, and Laney would bet her britches (and everything else she's wearing) that Gunner Wilson knows something she doesn't. It just requires a bit of sexy espionage... Gunner knows all too well just how damned distracting Laney and her little red cowboy boots can be. The pure, unadulterated want between them has never been stronger—and Gunner can't resist making her crazy. But even as she gives into every carnal craving for Gunner, Laney is determined to get her answers, one mind-meltingly hot night at a time. The only question is whether she'll be ready for the truth... In 2001, she traded in the rednecks, cowboys, and mesquite trees of her hometown to chase destiny out west. After a few years of mucking it around with the roughnecks, dust storms, and droughts, she decided to dust off her boots and head home. With a History degree in one hand and a marriage license in the other, she followed her husband in 2006 to central Texas the heartland, fabulous Austin. After settling into the Texas Hill Country with her husband and two kids, she joined the Austin Romance Writers of America, and signed with The Belcastro Agency. Today she can be found cozied up to the computer escaping into a quirky world of tall tales, sexy, tight jean wearing cowboys, and a protagonist with a sharp-tongue quick enough to hang any man out to dry.

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