Tomorrow’s the day! FOOL’S GOLD is released, and this is the last little snippet:
Ethan stared down at Pearl. Unaware of his perusal, she slept on, her face peaceful and her chest rising and falling gently. She’d pushed the bed covers down to her waist, a wide vee of her skin revealed by the half-opened chemise, trapped and pulled tight by her body. The cloth had fallen sometime in the night, and the light from the lamp hit the tinsel on her Christmas tree, throwing color and spangles over the creamy flesh. An insane urge rose within him, an urge to see if the colors would change the flavor of her.
Ignoring it, he looked at her, just looked. He’d had occasion to do so before, of course—her presence in the Spectaculars was nothing if not an invitation to stare—but he’d never seen her as she was now, utterly relaxed in sleep. Fiery red curls tumbled over the pillow—an improbable shade of red he’d always admired—and her brow was free of the frown she usually wore in his presence.
Lord above, the sight of her sleeping next to him was about the prettiest he’d ever seen.
Christmas in Freewill
Christmas Eve, the Diamond Saloon is empty of its people, and Pearl la Monte has a hankering to retire early. A pounding at the Diamond’s door rids her of such a fool notion. Her irritation rises when she sees the prissy, polite-like Garrett standing outside.
Ethan Garrett has a powerful need to gain succor. When the saloon’s voluptuous redheaded singer scowls at him from the threshold of the Diamond, he doesn’t stop to think on how his ire at her has disappeared. Or how he just wants to spend some time in her company.
When a blizzard storms in, trapping them, will they spend their time arguing or find their irritation for each other disguises something more?
