Today I’d like to welcome Lynn LaFleur, an amazing romance author who writes erotic and hot contemporary books. And know how to write HOT guy characters, especially cowboys. Decker’s Touch is Lynn’s latest and shouldn’t be missed.
Lynn tells us where the story came from, and it’s a series. More books in this world are on the way!!
Two years ago, I was invited to participate in a boxed set with twelve other authors (Men of Calder County). We all wrote stories based on heroes who lived in fictional Calder County, Texas. My story, “David”, was about an actor whose family owned a large horse ranch in Calder County. I had such a good time creating characters that made their living on the horse ranch that I wanted to continue writing about them.
The idea for Decker’s Touch came to me shortly after Men of Calder County was published. I wondered what would happen if the woman of Decker Jones’s dreams showed up for her best friend’s wedding, and the two of them felt that instant spark they couldn’t ignore. I also wondered what would happen when they realized they lived in two completely different worlds that couldn’t possibly mesh.
I had just as much fun writing this story as I did “David”, and plan another book in the Cutler Ranch series for later this year. The Men of Calder County boxed set is no longer available for sale, but the revised, expanded version of “David” (new title of Midnight Whispers) will be available this summer.
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Excerpt from Decker’s Touch:
“Hey, Mary Ann.”
The male baritone send a shiver of awareness through Tessa’s body. Goose bumps erupted across her skin. Slowly, she turned her head to her left and watched Decker Jones slide into the booth next to her. He wore a simple brown T-shirt that stretched across his wide chest and broad shoulders. She let her gaze travel down his flat stomach to the crotch of faded jeans that cupped an impressive bulge.
Tessa gulped as her heart took off at a gallop.
He folded his arms on the table. The short sleeves of his shirt exposed large, strong biceps. “Hello,” he said softly to her.
“Hi,” she managed to whisper.
His gaze did its own traveling, over her hair, her face, down her neck, and across her breasts. It lingered there for a few seconds before returning to her face. The heat in his eyes proved he liked what he’d seen.
So did Tessa. Dark-brown lashes surrounded his almond-shaped, olive-green eyes. He had thick eyebrows, but she wouldn’t call them bushy. His dark-brown hair—similar in color to a mink’s pelt—curled over his ears and neck in tousled waves. A rectangular face with a strong jawline and full, shapely lips completed the handsome package.
Those lips would fit perfectly against hers.
“Deck,” Mary Ann said, “this is Tessa Sommerfield, one of my best friends. We went to Columbia together. Tessa, Decker Jones.”
Decker dipped his head. “It’s nice to meet you, Tessa.”
She couldn’t believe how breathless her voice sounded. She’d been around scores of handsome, sexy men in her profession, but she’d never responded like this to any of them. She found herself leaning toward him to get closer until she abruptly stopped herself and moved an inch away from him. No part of his body touched her, yet she could feel his warmth.
Tessa had experienced desire many times, but nothing like this. Her body began to respond, readying itself for Decker’s possession. Her breasts felt full, her nipples achy with the need to be touched, sucked. She shifted in the booth, trying to relieve the gentle pulsing between her legs.
She longed for Decker’s touch, right now.
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