The Bradens at Peaceful Harbor #4
By: Melissa Foster
Releasing September 21, 2016
World Literary Press
World Literary Press
Crushing On Love
The Bradens at Peaceful Harbor
Steve Johnson is living his life’s passion watching over the Colorado Mountains as a ranger and wildlife consultant. But his peaceful life is upended when overzealous and insanely beautiful Shannon Braden flits back into his life after returning from a brief trip home to Maryland. He thought his attraction to her was under control—after all, she’s only in Colorado temporarily, and he doesn’t do casual affairs.
Shannon’s return to Colorado has as much to do with the game of cat and mouse she and Steve have been playing as it does the data she’s been hired to collect. But despite her efforts to explore the undeniable heat simmering between them, Steve’s intent on keeping his distance.
When a ranch abutting the national park goes up for sale, Steve will do whatever it takes to keep it from falling into the wrong hands. And when all his attempts fail, he’s left with no alternative but to follow Shannon’s guidance into the online world he abhors in order to raise the funds. The more time they spend together, the deeper their attraction becomes, and a game of cat and mouse turns into an unstoppable connection. But when Shannon’s assignment comes to an end, will it mean an end to them, too?
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The sweet
sounds of her humming floated into his ears, and he tried harder to
deny the thrum of heat racing down his spine. He heard the crunching
of leaves and his smile widened further. Damn, he needed to get a
grip.
“Hey there,
mountain man.”
He forced the
foolhardy smile from his lips, replacing it with what he hoped was a
less lustful one, and turned to find the all-too-chipper and insanely
hot brunette. Her hair was piled on her head in a messy bun, a few
dark tendrils curling past her shoulders. She held a mug in each
hand. Curls of steam rose into the air. Her pink shirt hitched on her
breasts, and he chalked that up to the list of things he was futilely
trying not to react to. But his body wasn’t on board with the
off-limits plan, and it brimmed with heat. It had been a hell of a
lot easier to be around her when she was staying at her uncle’s
house in town. At least then by the time he saw her she had a
freaking bra on.
He dropped his
eyes to avoid staring, but her flannel pajama pants hung low on her
hips, revealing a sliver of taut skin just below her belly button.
Christ, she was gorgeous. Striving for a safe view, he looked at her
leather boots. Boots were safe. There was nothing sexy about boots.
Bright pink laces hung loose over the dark leather, her pajama pants
bunched around the tops, showing another flash of skin. He pictured
her shoving her bare feet into them before jaunting out the door with
her mind-blowing smile in place. There must be something wrong with
him, because he found that sexy, too.
“You should
lace those up.” He ran a hand through his hair, grinding his teeth
against the way his entire body was buzzing like a live wire.
“Well, Mr.
Safety.
I missed you, too.” She thrust a mug toward him with a coy smile.
“Just the way you like it. Bitter as weeds.”
She was too
damn cute, too damn social, and too damn temporary for the likes of
him.
He reached for
the mug. “Thanks, Butterfly.” The nickname flew off his tongue
without thought, just as it had the first time she’d flitted into
his yard, turned his insides to fire, and flitted back out. He was
surprised to realize he’d missed saying it while she was gone.
“No prob,
Grizz.”
Grizz.
Hell if he hadn’t missed that, too. Her eyes dropped to his bare
chest, lingering long enough for him to feel it lower. Much
lower.
Her cheeks flushed, and she slid those gorgeous hazel eyes to his
ax—the one in his hand, not the one in his pants.
“Preparing
for a cold night, or thinking about becoming a serial killer?”
I wouldn’t
have cold nights if you were in my bed.
As if on cue, his body stirred again, reminding him it’d been far
too long since he’d been with a woman.
“As interesting as
becoming a serial killer sounds, I don’t think I’m cut out for
it.”
“Right. It
would require human contact.”
“I missed
that smart mouth of yours,” he said sarcastically. He’d been
fantasizing about her full lips and sassy mouth ever since they’d
reconnected at Rex and Jade’s wedding several months ago. But she
was only there until her project ended, so sarcasm it was.
“Heard you
ride in with Cal last night. How long are you here for?” He hadn’t
just heard her arrive. He’d gone out to see who was riding up the
mountain and had seen her arms wrapped around Cal from behind as they
rode past the overlook. In the moonlight they’d looked like a
frigging Hallmark card.
“A few
weeks. Four and a half, I think. Something like that.” She
stretched one arm, flashing even more of her midriff.
Torture.
Pure, exquisite torture.
“You
could have called me to bring you up the mountain.” He shifted his
eyes away, trying to figure out who had taken possession of his
mouth. Called
me? He
had nothing against Cal. He was a nice guy and was one of the most
respected horse trainers around. And he shouldn’t give a shit who
Shannon was with. Sure, she was hot, smart, and he liked her ballsy
attitude, but he liked his life just the way it was. The last thing
he needed was a social butterfly like her bringing noise and chaos
into his life, telling him what to do or how to live.
“I know.”
She kicked at the dirt, her eyes downcast. “Treat and Max stopped
by in the afternoon and I went into town with them to visit my uncle
Hal and my cousins. Cal was there and he offered to drive me back,
since he lives in Preston. It was only once we got back to his place
that he suggested we ride up on horseback. Besides, you don’t
exactly love going into town.”
Great, now he
was stuck envisioning her at Cal’s sprawling horse ranch.
He finished
his coffee and handed her the mug. “Thanks. It was perfect.” He
turned to set another log on the stump. “You ought to be careful
bringing guys up to your cabin,” he said with his back to her.
“I thought I
left my overprotective big brothers at home.” She sighed. “I
hardly think Cal is a threat. He’s known Rex forever.”
Steve rested
the ax over his shoulder, weighing his response. The last thing he
wanted to be was her big brother, and he’d known Cal forever, too.
Cal wasn’t the kind of guy to take advantage of a woman, but that
didn’t stop Steve’s gut from churning at the thought of them
cozied up together.
“He’s
a friend,
Steve.” She narrowed her eyes as he drew the ax back. “Don’t
even try to pretend you don’t bring women up to your cabin.”
He arched a
brow. That would be a big no
fucking way.
He liked his privacy.
Her jaw gaped.
“What? Don’t you ever get bored? Lonely?”
“Not
really,” he said as he swung the ax. It was a damned lie, at least
since Shannon had flitted into his life, making him feel things he’d
once been adept at ignoring.
“Why not?
That’s not normal.” She finished her coffee and set the mugs on
the ground as he split the log and set another one on the stump.
“What do you do for sex?”
He laughed
under his breath. “Seriously, city girl?”
“I’d
hardly call Peaceful Harbor a city. It’s a beach town, and you’re
avoiding the question.”
“Maybe
because you’re asking questions you shouldn’t be asking.” He
swung the ax and split another log.
She smirked.
“Look at you, all big and brawny and afraid to talk about sex.”
“What’s
gotten into you?” He set the ax-head on the ground and leaned on
the handle. Before she’d gone home, he’d gotten away with a
strategically placed Uh-huh.
“I’m pretty sure you weren’t this curious about my sexual
habits the last time you were on the mountain.”
Her eyes
rolled over him, and he couldn’t tell if she was assessing or
enjoying the view.
“I don’t
know,” she said with a mischievous grin. “You’re standing there
like a lumberjack. Six…what?”
“Three,”
he said with a sigh.
“Right.
Six three of shirtless, sweaty muscle, with your hair all tousled.”
She moved her hands around her head, causing her shirt to lift up
again. “You haven’t shaved in who knows how long, and you look
like the guys on ‘Seriously Sexy Hot Guys’ Pinterest boards. A
guy who looks like you can’t be
going without.” She shrugged and her cheeks pinked up. “It made
me wonder…”
“How
about you wonder a little less?” Because
hearing you talk about my sex life makes me want you in it. Front and
center.
“Pinterest?
What the heck is Pinterest?”
Her eyes
widened with disbelief. “I forgot you know nothing about
the real world.
Pinterest is this awesome social media site—”
“Never
mind. That’s so far from the real world it shouldn’t exist.
People nowadays are content to sit inside and stare at screens,
talking with people they don’t know instead of living their lives.
Bodies are meant to move,
Butterfly. Weather is meant to be experienced.
If people were more like animals, the world would be a better place.”
He saw a hint
of hurt in her eyes and felt bad. Sometimes he forgot that he wasn’t
the only one protective of their lifestyle. He tried to change the
subject to a lighter one.
“What are
you doing out here so early anyway?” he asked.
“The company
offered me a new project, and my boss at my real job gave me a leave
of absence to do it. I thought that was pretty cool of him. I’m
going to be comparing the habits of gray and red foxes, and I’m
here to scout the grays. You know how red foxes prefer edge habitats
and grays prefer mountainous forestland?” Edge habitats were the
boundary of two habitats, like field and forest. She didn’t wait
for him to respond before continuing with her explanation. “They’re
similar in life and history in almost every way, except for grays
being shier and slightly smaller and where they make their dens. I’m
going to study them to see if their behavioral patterns reveal
reasons for the difference in habitat preference. I was hoping you’d
have time to show me where I can find them.”
The request
took him by surprise. She’d spent weeks researching red foxes and
hadn’t once asked him to help her.
“No can do
today, Butterfly.” He had a busy day planned. He’d caught a group
of twentysomethings partying by one of the rock ledges last week and
he’d spotted a few of them again yesterday. He needed to make the
rounds to ensure they weren’t back and getting into trouble, and he
had to head down the mountain to meet with his old buddies Mack and
Will Cumberland. Yesterday he’d learned the Cumberland ranch was
going up for sale: two hundred acres in Weston, adjacent to the
national park where Steve had worked as a ranger and wildlife
consultant for a decade. Steve had grown up in Weston, and though he
lived two towns away now, his small-town roots ran deep. He wanted to
try to convince his buddies to put the land into conservation instead
of selling.
“Bummer.
I was looking forward to catching up on all the crazy shenanigans you
were up to while I was gone.” She waggled her brows with the tease.
He smiled and
shook his head. “Be careful out there. I caught some kids partying
recently. They’re probably harmless, but guys and alcohol…Just be
careful. You got that Mace I left in your cabin?”
“That was
you?” She narrowed her eyes and said, “You do realize I’m a
grown woman, right?”
Christ,
had he ever.
Solitude
on the mountain. That's just how Steve Johnson likes his life as he
literally lives where he works. He's a ranger and wildlife consultant
and prefers a quiet laid-back lifestyle away from hustle and bustle
of a town. When Shannon Braden comes back to spends time researching
foxes, he can no longer deny his attraction to her, only she lives on
the East Coast and is only here a short time. He doesn't do casual
relationships plus, she just doesn't stop talking and shatters his
peace!
Shannon enjoyed the time staying at her Uncle's ranch so much whilst doing research that she seizes an opportunity to come back to Colorado again. Her motives are personal because she wants to know if there's a real attraction between the gruff man who lives on the mountain or not. This time around she's staying in a cabin close to his to tempt fate. Knowing she's only here a short time, a short fling is just what she needs, only the big man on the mountain doesn't do 'casual' hook-ups.
I admit to feeling a little bit nervous about how Steve 'Grizz' Johnson would handle a woman like Shannon 'Butterfly' Braden. I strongly relate to his personality traits and know that this woman with her effervescent personality would be a bit too overbearing for him to deal with sometimes. Of course, I needn't have worried because the author has a knack of bringing together couples that don't instantly seem like a good fit. Easy banter flies effortlessly between the pair and it's adorable. Both are clearly attracted to each other, but both are on different pages when it comes to whether to act on their sizzling chemistry or not. Their mutual love of wildlife is their common bond and when Steve wants to protect a piece of land from becoming developed, Shannon uses her skills to show Steve how to make his wishes come true. A gesture which lays tentative foundations for a future together.
Compromise. This couple had it by the bucket load, but it took a time to get to the place they needed to be on the relationship front. Their ability to meet each other half way is palpable, as they get to know and understand each other's personal needs and adapt themselves accordingly. Steve is passionate, yet reserved. Shannon's need for personal company and be near to her personal creature comforts. It's important to her, but she realises she can have both.
One of the biggest pulls for me with Melissa Foster's books is the strong sense of family and/or community within the beautiful stories she writes. The secondary characters never dominate, but always enhance an enticing plot. Crushed On Love is a very sexy read with fabulous dialogue exchange against a backdrop of the Colorado mountains.
Shannon enjoyed the time staying at her Uncle's ranch so much whilst doing research that she seizes an opportunity to come back to Colorado again. Her motives are personal because she wants to know if there's a real attraction between the gruff man who lives on the mountain or not. This time around she's staying in a cabin close to his to tempt fate. Knowing she's only here a short time, a short fling is just what she needs, only the big man on the mountain doesn't do 'casual' hook-ups.
I admit to feeling a little bit nervous about how Steve 'Grizz' Johnson would handle a woman like Shannon 'Butterfly' Braden. I strongly relate to his personality traits and know that this woman with her effervescent personality would be a bit too overbearing for him to deal with sometimes. Of course, I needn't have worried because the author has a knack of bringing together couples that don't instantly seem like a good fit. Easy banter flies effortlessly between the pair and it's adorable. Both are clearly attracted to each other, but both are on different pages when it comes to whether to act on their sizzling chemistry or not. Their mutual love of wildlife is their common bond and when Steve wants to protect a piece of land from becoming developed, Shannon uses her skills to show Steve how to make his wishes come true. A gesture which lays tentative foundations for a future together.
Compromise. This couple had it by the bucket load, but it took a time to get to the place they needed to be on the relationship front. Their ability to meet each other half way is palpable, as they get to know and understand each other's personal needs and adapt themselves accordingly. Steve is passionate, yet reserved. Shannon's need for personal company and be near to her personal creature comforts. It's important to her, but she realises she can have both.
One of the biggest pulls for me with Melissa Foster's books is the strong sense of family and/or community within the beautiful stories she writes. The secondary characters never dominate, but always enhance an enticing plot. Crushed On Love is a very sexy read with fabulous dialogue exchange against a backdrop of the Colorado mountains.
Another
first-class book finished and enjoyed.
***arc generously received courtesy of World Literary Press via Tasty Book Tours***
***arc generously received courtesy of World Literary Press via Tasty Book Tours***
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