I'm happy to be hosting Laura Wright today to share with you her latest release BONDED, book #4 in the Cavanaugh Brothers Series! Check out the excerpt and enter the giveaway below!!
(The Cavanaugh Brothers, #4)
By Laura Wright
Blurb:
The New York Times bestselling author of Brash returns to the Triple C Ranch in River Black, Texas, for more cowboys, romance, and danger…
Ranch hand Blue Perez’s once simple life is spinning out of control. He’s discovered he has three half-brothers, and they’re not ready to accept his claim on the ranch. Also, Blue’s girlfriend may have betrayed him in the worst way possible. And after one evening of drowning his sorrows at the bar, there’s someone he can’t get out of his mind, a woman who says she’s carrying his child.
Following a night of breathtaking passion in the arms of the man she’s longed for all her life, waitress Emily Shiver is contemplating her next step. With everything that’s going on in Blue’s life, she doesn’t want to force him into fatherhood. Yet as hard hearted as he may seem, Blue can’t turn his back on her, particularly when she becomes the target of someone’s dark obsession....
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Excerpt
Blue turned to Emily. “You need to stop working at the
Bull’s Eye.”
“What?” she exclaimed, staring at him like he was crazy.
And he probably was. “Now.”
“Okay, that’s enough.” She tossed him a warning look.
“You’re not going to start acting like a caveman with me, Blue.”
“And you’re not going to risk your health or the baby’s—”
“I would never . . .” She stopped, took a
breath. Then she turned away from him and stood. “Thank you, Dr. Page. That’s
all the questions I have for now.” She reached for his hand, shook it. “I’ll
see you in two weeks.”
“It was a pleasure to meet you both,” Dr. Page said, an
understanding smile on his lips.
“You’ll see me too,” Blue put in forcefully, before
following her out of the office.
Emily didn’t say a word until she was at her car; then she
whirled to face him with eyes that were trying like hell to be calm and
understanding.
“Okay, I know I got a bit nuts in there,” he started with a
heavy exhalation.
“A bit?” she asked.
“That pre-thing sounded scary as shit.”
“That’s because you know nothing about it. It’s pretty
common. And if I do get preeclampsia, it’s not until later in the pregnancy.”
She sighed, her irritation stripping away. “You don’t have to worry, okay?
About any of it. It’s all covered. This baby will be fine. I have my whole
family looking out for me. My mom knows all about this. I don’t need you—”
He felt himself go rigid. He looked away. Her words had cut
him.
“Come on, Blue,” she said, recognizing her blunder pretty
quickly. “I didn’t mean it like that. All I’m trying to say is please chill out
a little. Everything is going to be fine.”
Fine. Fine. He sniffed. Was it? Christ, nothing had
been fine in the past several months. Why should he believe that this would be
any different?
“Look, I need to go,” she said, turning around and opening
her car door. “I have work.” Before she slipped inside, she gave him a tight
smile. “I’m glad you came. Really. But next time, maybe it’s better if I go on
my own.”
He stared at her, flinched as the door slammed shut. And as
the weight of her words sank in, and she drove off into the late-morning
sunshine, his guts twisted with pain. It wasn’t the kind of pain that stemmed
from a fist to the jaw, but the emotional kind – the kind that came from fear
and loss.
And a moment of hope, shattered.
Unlike many of my peers in the writing world, I wasn't a writer or a reader until I left high school. During my youth I was into theater, song and dance, commercials and boys. I loved romance surely, but I had never read a romance novel until my late teens. With that said, I remember the day I did like it was a moment ago - my aunt gave me the Jude Deveraux novel, Knight in Shining Armor and I couldn't put it down until the very last word. Then I went straight to the library and got another – then another until I’d read everything she’d ever written. After that, it was McNaught, Howard, Schone, Kleypas, and the Silhouette line, Desire. I instantly loved those emotional, sexy reads, so much so that I began to carve out ideas for my own stories, themes that were unique to me and moved me. In 1997 I enrolled in UCLA extension writing classes, met my mentor and critique partners and since have never stopped writing. I was committed then and I still am now; the need to tell my own romantic stories a full on obsession. My first manuscript was rejected, and though the second one was as well the editor who’d rejected it wanted to see something else from me. I had something (note to authors; always keep working, even after you've sent in a proposal) and sent it right away. The day I got the call telling me Desire wanted to buy Cinderella and the Playboy was the best day of my life. That is until I married my husband, and had my two beautiful children. But I must say, writing is much like motherhood – tough, grueling, surprising, delicious and for me, a dream come true.
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