Brody grew up in the Sierra Madre Mountains with two brothers and one set of twin sisters. When Sadie Monroe pops into his life, he knows he is in for a rocky ride.
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.
Seconds turned to
minutes and minutes to hours as they rode. The sky darkened and she thought she
saw animals following them. But each time she looked the shadows vanished from
sight. Somehow she felt warmed by their presence. No evil surrounded them; at
least nothing that was tangible.
A full moon hung on
the horizon and a tiny breeze ruffled her hair.
"Ready to stop
for a midnight treat," Brody spoke looking over his shoulder. "Don't
know about you, but I'm famished."
"What do you have
in mind?" Her stomach growled at the thought of food. She imagined a big
juicy hamburger.
"Momma's
fingerlickin' good fried chicken. She packed a basket full of it and a canteen
of cool clear water."
"I can't wait.
Haven't had fried chicken for so long," she moved a bit on Sheba. For the
last hour she'd tried to readjust her position so she wasn't uncomfortable.
Nothing was working. "But..." she paused, wondering how she could
approach the subject. "If I get off this beast, I'm not sure I can get
back on it."
"We can walk a
little, get the kinks out before we mount up again. I forgot you aren't used to
riding."
"My butt hasn't
forgotten a thing." Her concern was real. He intended to ride until the
sun rose and that meant another couple of hours. A loud scream penetrated the
stillness of the hour. "What..." She rose up on the horse and searched
the surrounding area for the source.
"You won't see
anything," Brody told her. "But it's nothing to worry about."
"How..."
"Jaguar, they won't attack us."
"They,"
Once again, she'd just been reduced to one-liners. "And you know this
how?"
"I'm
sure, come on, we'll stop in a few minutes. There's a stream up ahead and
the horses will have
some grass to chow down on as well as water."
"Can we rest for a
little while?" Sadie rubbed the small of her back with one
hand. She ached
everywhere.
"An hour, you can take a nap if you want or I can give you a
massage," his voice
was smooth, suave, and
entirely too polished.
"What are you really thinking?"
“I'm a
thinkin' you need your rest. It's all good. I'm not going to attack. We need to
make it to the cave
before the sun gets hot." "Maybe I'm disappointed."
He roared with
laughter. "When we arrive at our little cave, I'm just going to have to
change that frustration."
"I hope you
do." Her spirits picked up just thinking about what they would do
together.
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