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Texas Days Box Set
Lonesome Point, Texas, Books 1 – 3
By:
Jessie Evans
Releasing
February 16th,
2015
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TEXAS DAYS BOX SET
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Three
full-length hot, suspenseful novels by New York Times Bestselling
author Jessie Evans, featuring rugged, alpha cowboys and the women
feisty enough to tame them. Welcome to Lonesome Point!
LEATHER
AND LACE
Cowboy
bikers, fireworks, and romance, oh my…
Wild
girl, Mia Sherman, has a secret—she isn’t as fearless as she
pretends. Descended from Lonesome Point, Texas’ founding family,
Mia grew up hearing tales of an ancient Irish curse that followed the
Shermans to America. The first-born daughter of every generation is
cursed to lose her husband on her wedding night, which is one of the
many reasons Mia has sworn off relationships. Until the fateful day
rancher Sawyer Kane rides his Harley into her life …
Can
true love conquer all, even a centuries-old curse? Mia and Sawyer
will be the first to find out.
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Excerpt
from LEATHER AND LACE:
Sawyer searched Mia’s face in the glow
of the moon, the soft light making her look even sexier than she had
in the yellow bulbs strung above the farmer’s market. “I really
like you. A lot.”
“I like you, too,” she said, her full
lips curving at the edges.
“But I meant what I said before, about
not being ready for anything serious.” The words tried to stick in
his throat, but Sawyer forced them out. He owed Mia honesty, and he
wanted to make damned sure they were on the same page before things
went any further. “I want to make sure that’s still okay. I
wouldn’t ever want to hurt you.”
Her smiled faded, but her eyes remained
soft, unguarded. “You won’t hurt me.” She ambled down the
stairs, stopping on the stair above his, putting them face-to-face
and their lips inches apart. “I’m fine with a night, or a week,
or the summer…however long feels right. And when it stops feeling
right, we go our separate ways, no anger, no regrets.” She lifted
her arms, twining them around his neck, sending arousal surging
through his body. “This is exactly what I need, Sawyer.
You are what I need, and I
can’t wait to touch you. Everywhere.”
Any hope of resisting vanished as that
last word feathered between her tempting lips. Sawyer closed the
distance between them, claiming her mouth as his arm wrapped tight
around her waist, crushing her body to his. Her breasts flattened
against his chest and her body heat caressed him, making his pulse
spike and a moan sound low in his throat. He wanted this woman—badly.
And he was past ready for them to be alone in a room with a bed, a
door, and a lock to keep the rest of the world out.
Sawyer lifted Mia off her feet, carrying
her through the shop entrance before kicking the door shut behind
them.
“Up the stairs,” she whispered
against his mouth. “Bedroom’s up there.”
SADDLES
AND SIN
Even
sweet cowboys have a sinful side…
Robert
Lawson—Bubba to his friends—is six feet, four inches of tall,
dark, and handsome cowboy, with a panty-melting voice and a face made
to launch a country music career. But when his family’s ranch hands
go down with the flu, Robert cancels his high-profile auditions and
returns home to help out. Marisol Medina has been looking for her
golden ticket since she became a country music manager, but she
refuses to mix business and pleasure, even if it will be hell,
resisting temptation while spending a week at the Lawson family ranch
with her star client.
But
as Marisol and Robert grow closer and the passion between them
ignites, Marisol must decide if a chance at forever is worth breaking
all her rules.
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Excerpt
from SADDLES AND SIN
“I don’t know about the women you
date,” Marisol continued. “But I’m not that kind of girl.”
“What kind of girl are you?” Bubba
aimed for a casual tone, but his voice came out strained.
“I’m not,” Marisol said, her
expression sobering. “As far as you and I are concerned, I’m not
a girl. I’m a businessperson. I will use every weapon in my arsenal
to get your career moving. I will flirt with club managers and be
your arm candy at events until you find a cute little thing to take
home to your mama, but that’s where it ends. As long as you’re my
client, it’s business between us.”
Bubba swallowed hard, fighting the urge
to tell her that he was fine with ripping up their contract, right
here and now. He’d rather have the Marisol who kissed him like
she’d been dying for everything he wanted to give her than a
business partner any day of the week. He’d had several managers
approach him after the open mic night, but he hadn’t felt this
drawn to a woman since he and Casey broke up a few years after high
school.
Still, no matter how much he wanted to
let his heart—and cock—do the talking, he had a meeting tomorrow
morning with Wendy Dann and her people. Wendy wasn’t country music
royalty just yet, but she was a major star. The chance to open for an
act like hers, while her original opener was out of commission for
vocal node surgery, was a once in a lifetime opportunity. If he
landed this job, he could tell his asshole boss at the electric
company to go fuck himself, and put his five-year career as a lineman
behind him. He’d been relieved to be spared his older brothers’
fates as slaves to the family ranching business—he loved his family
and spending long weekends at the ranch, but he’d never felt the
call of the cows the way John and Cole did—but it wasn’t his
dream to maintain overhead transmission lines, either.
No matter what the rest of the Lawsons
had to say about it, music was in his blood. He never felt more
alive, more at home, more at peace and generally right with the world
than when he had a guitar in his hands and his lips inches from a
microphone. Singing was the only thing that had ever lit a fire
inside of him, and he didn’t want to risk losing his shot to
transform his passion into a career because he was too hot for a
woman to focus on the big picture.
So, with a deep breath and a brittle
smile, Bubba swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and said,
“Just business is fine with me.”
“Good.” Marisol smiled, but Bubba
would swear she sounded disappointed. “Then go get some rest and
I’ll pick you up at six-thirty tomorrow. We want to be sure we’re
on time. They’re making an effort to squeeze in this meeting before
Wendy gets on a plane to Nashville for her week off, and we need to
be there bright and early to show how appreciative we are.”
Bubba nodded, plucking his new,
three-hundred-dollar cowboy hat off his head and running a hand
through his hair, still feeling a little strange wearing a hat for
stage dressing. Back in Lonesome Point, you wore your cowboy hat so
your nose wouldn’t burn off by the end of a long day working
outside. He was definitely out of his comfort zone in the designer
hat Marisol had picked out for him. So far, almost all the money he’d
made at his gigs had gone right back into clothes and headshot
photographs and half a dozen other things he hadn’t realized he
needed to launch a country music career. He couldn’t afford to
derail things now, when he was so close to making good on his
investment.
But as he swung into his truck, and
Marisol crossed the parking lot to her vintage Spider convertible,
Bubba couldn’t help wishing things could be different. For the
first time in his life, he was defying his family’s party line and
looking for a life outside of Lonesome Point. If he met someone
special right now, it wouldn’t have to end the way things had ended
with Casey, with a sad goodbye because most girls want to grow up and
leave a small town behind, not settle in and raise a fifth generation
of Lawsons with their high school sweetheart.
In Bubba’s gut, he knew he’d return
to Lonesome Point eventually, no matter where his new career might
lead, but in the meantime he had the chance to see what it was like
to date someone he wouldn’t have to run into at the supermarket
every other day, someone he hadn’t known since elementary school,
and whose mama wasn’t friends with his. But so far, he hadn’t met
anyone who intrigued him, let alone made him think about what it
might be like to fall in love again.
No one but Marisol, the one woman who was
off limits.
“Just my luck,” Bubba mumbled as he
started the truck and drove across the nearly abandoned parking lot,
doing his best not to peek into his mirror at the convertible behind
him. Marisol had made it clear they were never going to be more than
friends and colleagues, and Bubba had learned his lesson about pining
for impossible things a long time ago.
Still, he couldn’t resist one last
glance in his rearview as he pulled out onto the deserted
street—wondering how long he’d be able to honor his “all
business” promise with a woman who was everything he wanted,
wrapped up in one irresistible package.
DIAMONDS
AND DUST
The
home run neither of them expected…
Pike
Sherman is a legend in Lonesome Point, a hometown boy who made it to
the big leagues. Literally. Professional baseball acquired one hell
of a pitching arm and it’s latest celebrity bad boy when the gifted
Pike was drafted seven years ago. Pike’s broken heart came along
for the ride, too, but he kept that private. Tulsi Hearst knows she
should stay far away from the brooding man her summer love has
become, but she can’t resist a dance with the only man who ever
made her blood rush.
After
a few days back in Lonesome Point, Pike can’t imagine life without
the girl he left behind, but when Tulsi’s secret is revealed, his
heart is broken all over again. The only thing worse than losing
Tulsi, is losing six years with the daughter he didn’t know he had.
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Excerpt from DIAMONDS AND DUST
Tulsi stewed in her anger all day, and by
the time Pike pulled up beside her in his red pickup truck as she was
walking back to her aunt’s farm for supper, she was in a truly foul
mood.
“Tulsi?” Pike frowned at her through
the open passenger side window. “What the heck are you doing here?
Did you and Mia come up to watch spring training?”
“No, I’m alone, and I’m working,
Pike Sherman,” Tulsi said, losing the last of her cool. “I have a
job that has nothing to do with you, your sister, your family, or
baseball. I am a person,
and I have my own dreams, my own interests, and my own life!”
“Okay, okay.” Pike blinked in obvious
surprise. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to insult you.”
“Well, you did,” she said, still so
angry she couldn’t seem to control her mouth. “You’ve been
insulting me for years.”
His eyebrows lifted. “What? When have I
ever—”
The black car behind him on the two-lane
country road blared its horn, but instead of driving away, Pike
pulled over on the gravel shoulder in front of her and got out of the
truck.
Tulsi watched his long, lean form emerge
from the driver’s side, refusing to notice how amazing he looked
fresh out of the shower, with his brown hair hanging in thick chunks
against his forehead and a gray tee shirt molding to his impressive
chest. Instead, she focused on the fact that Pike was an entire foot
taller than her five feet three inches, and how stupid she was to
have spent years crushing on a boy who would have put a terrible
crick in her neck if she’d ever actually kissed him.
“Have I done something wrong?” he
asked, waiting for her response with a lost expression on his face.
Tulsi rolled her eyes, wondering how a
boy on the verge of graduating from college with a three point five
could be so stupid. It wasn’t like her crush had been particularly
subtle. Even her big sister knew Tulsi had it bad for Pike, and Reece
rarely paid attention to anything that wasn’t about Reece, still
considered Tulsi a baby, and hadn’t been home to Lonesome Point in
years.
“Because if I have, I’m sorry. You
know I love you,” Pike continued, his words sending an arrow
slicing through her already suffering heart. “You’re like the
sweet, less irritating little sister I never had. I really… I care
about you.”
Tulsi sucked in a shaky breath, pain and
frustration warring in her chest, making her brave enough to step
closer and pin him with a hard look. “I care about you, too, Pike,
but I’m sick and tired of being treated like your little sister.”
His eyes went wide with surprise, but there was something else there,
too, a flicker of interest that made her bold enough to take another
step toward him and add in a softer voice, “And maybe I’m not as
sweet as everybody thinks I am.”
“Is that right?” he asked, brow
arching.
“That’s right.” Something wild and
brave inside of Tulsi raised its head, insisting it was time to make
her stand, to grab for what she wanted before Pike was forever out of
her reach. “So, as far as I’m concerned, you have two options.”
He nodded slowly, holding her gaze with
an intensity that made her shiver. “I’m listening.”
“Either get out of my way and let me
forget you,” she said, adrenaline making her pulse pound in her
throat, “or shut up and kiss me.”
Oh, boy. That did it…
Tulsi watched the spark in Pike’s eyes
kindle into a flame with equal parts fear and excitement. There was
no doubt she’d captured his attention, but when he reached for her,
the moment still felt surreal. She’d been fantasizing about Pike
taking her in his arms for so long that when he finally did it, it
felt like a dream: a scene from a movie she’d watched too many
times to believe she would ever play the starring role.
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New
York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Jessie Evans, gave up a
career as an international woman of mystery to write the sexy,
contemporary Southern romances she loves to read.
She's
married to the man of her dreams, and together they're raising a few
adorable, mischievous children in a cottage in the jungle. She grew
up in rural Arkansas, spending summers running wild, being chewed by
chiggers, and now appreciates her home in a chigger-free part of the
world even more.
When
she's not writing, Jessie enjoys playing her dulcimer (badly), sewing
the worlds ugliest quilts to give to her friends, going for bike
rides with her house full of boys, and drifting in and out on the
waves, feeling thankful for sun, surf, and lovely people to share
them with.
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