Friday, August 31, 2012

Excerpt from What She Wants (m/m/f)

So, Calleigh, Packer and Adrian's story is on the home stretch. Finally.

Why do I say finally? Well, I had a catastrophic computer problem and lost 30K of them. 30K. As in all but about 10K of the opening and 2K of where I'd been. 

I sat and sobbed for about an hour, then I shut the file. It took almost a year before my heart was healed enough to open it up and start again. 

Now, the end is in sight, the book is on the production calendar (November) :D, and I can finish up rewrites on the first Four Horsemen book and start Tag Team. 


I am happy to report, though, that What She Wants is blisteringly hot, fun, and Roughstock's first m/m/f.

Here's a wee snippet -- it hasn't been proofed or edited or any of those fun things, but I hope you enjoy it. :D


The music was blaring and Calleigh was dancing with a couple of the new Aussie riders, waiting for hers to clean up, come down.

One of the boys was blond and pretty and knew it, flirting hard, shaking his ass.

Aussies just took good care of her. She grinned. She couldn’t wait to see her boys.

“Oi, mate. I don’t think so.” Packer came from behind her, pulling her back against his chest. “Dancing is all well and good. That crosses the line.”

Oh, God. That was hot. “Pack.” She couldn’t stop her wiggle, her smile.

“Hello, love. You ready to really get your dance on?” Adrian had always loved to dance with her, but Packer’s ease with it surprised her every time.

“You know it.” She turned, hands sliding around Packer’s shoulders. “You smell so good.”

“So do you.” He sniffed her neck. “Though I need to rub on you a bit, get rid of the Old Spice.”

“I like it.” Her chin lifted, her breasts sliding on his chest.

“Mmmhmm. I don’t wear it, though. Chook does, and you weren’t dancing with him.” Packer bent and nibbled on her neck.

“Oh... Naughty, naughty.” She wanted and they’d promised her that she’d have tonight.

“Can’t help it, love. You bring it out in me.”

“That’s not all I want to bring out in you, Pack.”

“Aren’t you married to another bullrider?” The voice was snide, and she stiffened, pulled away from Pack. Damn it.

Pack frowned at the little girl, what was her name? The one who was always so awful about Adrian. “He’s about. What do you want, girlie?”

“Just wondering why you’re wasting your time on someone taken when there’s younger, available girls around.”

Buckle bunnies were bitches.

“Well you just put your noggin on that one, shiela.” Packer put an arm around her waist, pulling her away.

She giggled softly. “That was nicely put, honey.”

“Thanks, love. Look who missed the whole show.”

Adrian came up, a drink in each hand, one in the crook of his elbow. “What?”

“Pack was defending my honor.” She took her margarita. “Thank you.”

Adrian frowned. “From who?” He looked ready to throw down. So cute.

“Some asshole girl. You’ll get her telling you I’m cheating. Watch out.” She rolled her eyes.

“Ah.” His expression cleared. “Good thing we have this whole Packer thing.”

“Absolutely.” She leaned over and gave Adrian a long, lazy hello kiss, and Adrian moaned for her, his hands sliding down to touch her ass. He squeezed, making her gasp. “Gonna make me spill my drink, Ades.”

“Oh, now, chook. Don’t get her all wet.”

Adrian laughed, the sound pure wickedness. “But that’s a good thing, mate.”

(copyright 2012 BA Tortuga)



I hope y'all have a wonderful holiday weekend. I'm getting ready for one of my sisters to visit and taking care of my girl and her poor foot. 

Much love.


1 comment:

  1. OH I liked that excerpt, that one sounds like it's going to be fun.

    And OMG losing 30K would have made me cry as well :(((( I'm glad you were finally able to pull it out again and start working on it.