Title: Sweet Sexy Sadie
Author: Christine Young
Email: achristay@aol.com
Genre: Erotic Romance
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Book Heat Level: 5
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From the first time Sadie’s eyes met those of Brody
McKenna in the hot Sierra Madre Mountains, theirs was a potent attraction—not
gentle, slow, and easy, but hot, hard, and all-consuming. The daughter of a
dysfunctional family, Sadie had dreams no man could wrench from her with hot
sex and an all-consuming passion. She’d challenge this alpha male with all the
strength she possessed. But her red hair, fiery temperament, and indomitable
spirit obsessed Brody...and he knew he had to find a way to show her he was
more than he appeared and convince her to make a life with him.
EXCERPT
Sadie
didn't know what to make of Brody. Exceptionally handsome and charismatic, he'd
made her smile the first time she saw him sauntering down the road toward her.
Good lord, but he looked as if he owned the world. Tall, tanned from the sun,
amber-green eyes that sparkled as if he saw some light humor in everything. He
was wiry and sleek; a quickness about him surprised her. His blue-black hair
was tied back with a leather thong, his chin angular.
Perhaps
he did own this part of the Sierra Madres. His family seemed to own most of
this town.
Her
research had brought her to this place, Cactus Junction. Now the prospect of
getting to know an interesting man would be an added perk. In the bathroom she
slipped out of her clothes and into a tepid shower. A few minutes later she
emerged squeaky clean and ready for the next part of her adventure.
Unpacking
her clothes and taking out her laptop, she opened it. What do explosive experts do?
Hmmm....
Why, they blow up things. What would he blow up
around here?
Lord
but that sounded crazy to her. Before typing in the necessary info to pull
something up on Google, she leaned back, relaxing into her chair. The wallpaper
was outdated, and the old fan complimented the air conditioning. She realized
she liked the atmosphere.
Enough musing. Mining in the Sierra Madres. Let's
see, it says here they mined silver as early as 1521.
Sadie
scrolled down the paper. Ok… Montezuma, in 1492, was already drinking hot
chocolate from goblets made of gold. Maybe she should be studying this instead
of her research thesis. The migration of butterflies. Once she'd thought the
topic was romantic. Chasing after butterflies…
So what are they doing now? Junior drilling
companies… She wondered if that was
what the McKenna Clan was, a junior company. How soon was too soon to ask?
Probably not on their first dinner together. Knowledge brought power and she
firmly believed everything happened for a reason. Then her chance encounter in
this place was not a coincidence.
This
says the companies are drilling to find the ore. So… Do they still need
explosives? If not, he didn't do much for his day job. Perhaps the family had
millions stashed away. At first glance this hotel was theirs and Brody had told
her the land this town sat on belonged to them. But millions in the Caymans?
Probably not.
She
closed her laptop. Then leaning back, she shut her eyes and tried to cleanse
her mind of all thought. A little catnap might be in order, but her heartbeat
so fast she didn't think sleeping was a plausible scenario. Eager to meet the
McKenna Clan and begin her research, her body was wound tight as a rubber band
ready to snap.
The
bag of chips in her purse seemed to call to her just after her stomach growled
its discontent. Trying to ignore the excessive calories and her empty belly,
she rose and wandered to the window. Dinner would be that much better if she
waited. Outside, the sun still beat down and one could see heat waves decorate
the street.
The
air conditioner chose that moment to blow out cold air. Sadie wrapped her arms
around herself then turned the monitor down a notch.
Back
at the window she looked at the street below. A man walked down the sidewalk,
and as he grew closer, he stopped and shielded his eyes then gazed up to her
room. Sadie's breath caught in the back of her throat and another chill swept
through her. This time it wasn't caused by the air conditioner. The sight of
the man sent an eerie feeling to the pit of her stomach. She stepped back in an
attempt to remove herself from his line of sight.
The
knock startled her away from the window. She jumped, afraid it might be the man
she'd just seen but knowing it wasn't.
"Sadie?
Sadie, you in there?" Brody called from outside the door. Damn, but she'd
recognize his voice anywhere. A smile crossed her face. She meant to forget the
stranger.
"Come
in." Sadie looked back to the street below. No one was there. Once again
she rubbed her arms. She felt as if a ghost had just swept through her, leaving
her cold from her core outward.
"You
okay?" Brody stepped inside, looking concerned.
"No,
I don't think so. I…" Pausing, she hesitated to tell him what had just
happened. What she'd felt. He'd think she was crazy.
