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Join romance readers around the country for some of the best games and prizes available from romance authors during the month of March.  Each day in the month a different author will offer prizes such as ebooks and more.  All you have to do is play the games to win!

Mark your calendar for March the 17th.  Up for grabs on my page will be the first book in The Loflin Legacy, Comanche Haven.  Enter for your chance to be a winner.  Here’s the link.

Direct Link To My Page: http://www.theromancereviews.com/100003063284941

While you’re there, check out my other books as well.  I look forward to your comments.  Happy reading!

Catherine Wolffe

 

 

 

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Desire’s Embrace-A Wolf Shifter Romance

11160571_1649199951968626_2103220830101452295_nMorgan Latimar seeks a nanny for his children. Being a Creole and a shifter makes the search hazardous for him as well as his family. The woman who accepts the position can never know his secret. Yet, despite his Wolfen wisdom, Morgan falls for the passionate, Laura Sinclair.

Laura Sinclair answers the post from the mysterious man from Louisiana. Soon she’s thrown into the world of Voodoo magic deep in the heart of Creole New Orleans in 1872. How can she perform the job she was hired to do when she’s falling in love with the handsome Morgan Latimar?  Will he want her once he knows her secrets? Where can she turn for help?

Who Designed Your Cover?

Ally Thomas of course!  Here’s the link to the fantabulous, Ally Thomas’ extra on her cover art.  Check it out!

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Grand Prize Winners of Casey’s Gunslinger Giveaways Announced! #giveaways #Amazon #prizes #books

Congratulations to the winners of Catherine Wolffe’s grand prize drawing for Casey’s Gunslinger‘s release.  The event was so much fun and we had so many readers drop by!  I asked each person to share several links and then share in the comment section of the grand prize post when they were done.  I’m pleased to announce we have three winners.  The first place winner will have the choice of three different prize packages.  The second place winner will pick between two awesome bundles and the third place winner will get a wonderful gift along with my utmost thanks for all their help!

First place goes to Kathy Osborn!        Second place goes to Michelle Thomas!    Third place goes to Angelina Brown!

Kathy Osborn will have her choice of one of the three bundles from me – Catherine Wolffe, Wendy Ely and Ally Thomas.

Michelle Thomas will choose between the remaining two bundles and Angelina Brown will receive the remaining prize packet.

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Hearts on Fire Blog Hop February 10-14 #free #western #romance

The Grand Prize (given away by Close Encounters and Read Between the Lines)  for this hop is this Gorgeous heart pendant with a 20 carat lab ruby and 14k gold chain! (Shown below.) Included as well are various Signed paperbacks by many of the authors in this hop.

This hop is sponsored by Eve Langlais, Kym Grosso, Victoria Danann, Close Encounters of the Night Kind, and Read Between the Lines.

Here’s how to hop…

1.) Kym, Eve, and Victoria have supplied the first nine items on the list of Top Ten Favorite Valentines/Romantic movies and Top Ten Favorite “pick up lines”. YOU provide #10. Comment with your answers and add your email address to enter for the site prize.

2.) Click here to view all 10 of the Free ebooks I’m giving away.

3.) Then go to the next hop site on the list below and repeat.

4.) Don’t forget to go here to also enter the GRAND PRIZE RAFFLE.

(20 carat lab ruby, signed paperback series of Immortals of New Orleans – Kym Grosso, and signed paperback series of Black Swan – Victoria Danann, plus a fabulous SWAG bag from Eve Langlais.) http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/share-code/ZTVjN2Q1MGI3NjJkMGNiZTA0OGU5OGUwYjdhODRmOjIx/

TOP TEN FAV VALENTINES/ROMANTIC MOVIES

1. The Princess Bride – Eve (because I love a giggle with my romantic fairy tales)

2. Pretty Woman – Eve (gotta love a poor girl/rich guy flick)

3. Warm Bodies – Eve (Zombies can be sexy, lol)

4. Sabrina – Kym

5. The Proposal – Kym

6. Forgetting Sarah Marshall – Kym

7. A Walk in the Clouds – Victoria

8. The Notebook – Victoria

9. Made in Heaven – Victoria

10. _______________________ What’s yours?

TOP TEN FAV “PICK UP” LINES

1. Eve’s Corny p/u lines: Did you sit in a puddle of maple syrup? Because you have a swe-e-e-t ass.

2. Eve: Do you live in a corn field? Because I’m stalking you.

3. Eve: Your lips look so lonely. Would they like to meet mine?

Note from Eve: Funny how most pickup lines are from guys to girls, and have to do with sex. lol. Then again, can you imagine a woman going up to a guy and saying “Hey gorgeous, I brought along my ten inch ruler because I’ve got a feeling you’ll measure up.” Hehehe.

4. Kym’s Corny p/u lines from movies: “Do you wash your pants in Windex? Because I can see myself in them.” ~Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery,

5. Kym: “You know, it’s dangerous for you to be here in the frozen food section… Because you could melt all this stuff.” ~My Blue Heaven

6. Kym: “I couldn’t help but notice that you look a lot like my next girlfriend.” ~Hitch

7. Victoria’s fav lines that actually worked on me: (The lifeguard.) “You all might as well go home because this storm isn’t going away. (looks at me) Except you. You stay and we’ll go swimming.”

8. Victoria: “Have you seen Jeff?” “Who’s Jeff?” “Who cares? What’s yourname?”

9. Victoria: “You’re my pick for student body president. Run and I’ll make sure you get elected.”

10. ___________________ What’s yours?

Thanks for stopping by. Be sure to comment so you will be entered in the Grand Prize!

Keep Hopping! Visit all the authors in this blog hop so you can increase your chances to win! Good luck and thanks for stopping by!

1. Close Encounters with the Night Kind 53. Brandy L Rivers
2. Read Between the Lines 54. MYTHICAL BOOKS (INT)
3. Eve Langlais 55. Regina Morris (INT)
4. Kym Grosso 56. BGillian’s Blog
5. Victoria Danann 57. Dana Delamar (INT)
6. Alexandra Anthony 58. Kendall McKenna – Love & Dog Tags
7. A.R. Von DreamZ of Dragons 59. Rosanna Leo
8. Lena Hillbrand 60. Randi Alexander
9. Literal Hotties Naughty Book Reviews 61. Lusty Penguin Reviews – US
10. Susan Arden 62. Share My Destiny (INT)
11. Minding Spot 63. Michelle Lowhorn
12. Natasha Blackthorne 64. Kate Baum
13. Lena Loneson 65. Renea Mason
14. ThatsErotica 66. Victoria Embers
15. MaryLynn Bast 67. Book Liaison
16. Susan Griscom 68. Jessica Jayne
17. Morticia Knight 69. J.A. Garland “Where Fantasy Becomes Reality!”
18. Michel Prince 70. Crystals Random Thoughts (INT)
19. Dianne Hartsock -Int. 71. Misa Buckley
20. May Water’s Erotica 72. Cassandra Giovanni
21. Craves the Angst 73. Linsey @ My Little World – Books ‘n’ Things
22. Amber Kallyn (INT) 74. Dana Littlejohn
23. Draven St. James 75. Tabitha Conall
24. Deal Sharing Aunt USA 76. Barbara Hicks
25. Love Bites and Silk Ties (INT) 77. 2 Bibliophiles Guide
26. Traveling Cats 78. Laura Greenwood
27. Lea Barrymire (INT) 79. Jodi Redford
28. Dianna Hardy 80. Booklover Sue
29. Author Wendy Ely 81. Valerie Twombly-Author
30. Booked & Loaded 82. Penny For Them
31. Nya Rawlyns 83. Danielle Duncan
32. Nya Rayne 84. Desiree Holt
33. Shannan Albright 85. Paulina Woods
34. It’s All About the Romance! 86. Cristina
35. Vikki 87. KaSonndra Leigh
36. Kristine Cayne 88. Alicia @ Addicted Readers (INT)
37. Victoria Vane 89. Bookswagger
38. Elizabeth Morgan 90. Lesa
39. Romance Novel Giveaways 91. Danielle @ Coffee and Characters (INT)
40. JL Oiler 92. Michelle Graham
41. Nikki Prince 93. Imagine a World (INT)
42. Tempeste O’Riley 94. Beverly @ The Wormhole
43. Catherine Wolffe 95. J.R. Pearse Nelson
44. Eden Glenn 96. Bookworm Bridgette
45. Jezebel Jorge 97. Elizabeth Lawerence
46. Sedona Venez 98. Hennessee Andrews
47. Crazy Four Books (INT) 99. Nessie Strange
48. Susan Frances, Romance Author (INT) 100. Mandy Harbin
49. Allison Merritt (INT) 101. Karen Mercury
50. Surviving Being Me 102. Ambrielle Kirk
51. H.K. Sterling 103. Jocelyn Dex: Demons Do It Better
52. Shelli Rosewarne (INT) 104. Romance Novel Giveaways
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The Grand Prize (given away by Close Encounters and Read Between the Lines)  for this hop is this Gorgeous heart pendant with a 20 carat lab ruby and 14k gold chain! (Shown below.) Included as well are various Signed paperbacks by many of the authors in this hop.

This hop is sponsored by Eve Langlais, Kym Grosso, Victoria Danann, Close Encounters of the Night Kind, and Read Between the Lines.

Rafflecopter giveaway link – go here to enter to win!

I’m giving away a $5 Amazon card to those who like my author page at Amazon.  Here’s the link:  

http://tinyurl.com/c4vmtwl  Go to Amazon and like, come back here and comment with the like #.  My count stands at 372 as of today. 

You’ll find a list of my books including COMANCHE HAVEN, THE LOFLIN LEGACY series # 1.  Here’s a steamy bathtub excerpt from the story of Seth and Celia.

Comanche Haven…

“Do you need help with your back?”  Celia rose.

The question came out of the blue.  To Seth surprise, she got up and walked toward the tub.  Leaning over the squat table to retrieve the soap, she began to lather his back.

What was she up to?  Seth stilled in the water.  His next thought had nothing to do with the cooling temperature of the water.  He realized the true reason he’d been driven to get back to the ranch so quickly, which had nothing to do with her safety and everything to do with her.

The stroke of her fingers along his back had him tensing and sent blood rushing to his shaft.  Seth closed his eyes and willed himself to focus on something else.  His back muscles twitched as her hands glided up and down in a slow, rhythmic dance along his backbone.

“Seth, I wanted you to know how much I appreciate all you’ve done for me.” Her voice sounded like distant music. “I don’t think I would have made it without you.”

Trying valiantly to regain his composure, Seth sat in the water in silence for a time.  Her words sounded sincere.  Then as if driven, he slowly leaned back in the tub.  He had to admit, if she was toying with him, she was damn good at deception.  “No need to thank me, Celia.  You’ll always be able to count on me.”  Seth took mental stock one more time and assured himself he was in control.  But the need churning inside him had other ideas.  One look into those emerald green orbs and his heart gave a little lurch.  His mind simply stopped working.

Celia’s fingers continued to glide over his soap-slicked skin.  With each stroke, her fingertips were sending molten heat straight to his loins.

They reminded him of satin.  He wanted more.

Before he realized what he was doing, he reached out and clasped the nape of her neck.  Feeling her start to pull back, Seth whispered, “Relax girl, I won’t hurt you.”  With his eyes on her lips, Seth hesitated briefly, searching for something – anything, which would let him know how she would react.  Then he reached up and took her mouth with his.  The hunger breaking free had nothing to do with sensibilities.  This time he coaxed her mouth to open and let him taste the sweetness of her tongue.  Seth’s pulse hummed as her lips gave warm and tender under his.  She opened for him like a flower and Seth tasted the warmth of her lips, which were pliant against his.  He groaned softly.  She tasted like honey and the line of her throat like cream heated by the sun.  He thoroughly explored the inside of her mouth and then the slender neckline she offered when her head lolled to the side on her own gentle moan.  Slowly he discovered every slick, wet curve of her mouth.  His teeth grazed her lips and tasted the salt of hunger in her response.  Did she want him as much as he wanted her right now?

Celia exhaled and her eyelids fluttered shut.

The hunger growing inside him knew only one end.  Long agile fingers sank deep into the silken strains of her hair as he levered himself up the side of the tub angling for a better hold on her warm skin.  Cupping her head in his big hand, he kissed her again.  This time it was with the fever of need.  A need he’d, long ago, locked away.  It surged up from the cold depths of his own desire and rocked Seth with its intensity.  Taking her mouth in an attack meant to capture and possess, Seth realized too late he was losing the battle with reason, but he’d lost the will to care.  She tasted so good.  Her head fell to the side on another soft sigh of pleasure.  Seth found himself trailing long wet, ardent kisses down her neck.  The soft dip of her collarbone was a perfect place for him to linger.  He could feel the blood pulsing there, just under her skin.  Her smell, the smell of roses was all around him.  Another soft moan escaped.  So full of life, a life he’d thought he’d never hold in his arms again.  The warning bells were going off in his head by then.  His blood was roaring in his ears.  He was in too deep to heed any of it.  He felt like a drowning man with no desire for rescue.

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I hoped you liked the story.  Here’s the direct link to COMANCHE HAVEN on Amazon.  Remember to like my author page while you’re there and come back here to comment with your like #.  A $5 Amazon card is up for grabs!!

Enjoy the hop and drop by anytime!

Comanche Have (The Loflin Legacy #1)
Click on the link to buy at Amazon. Available at all major outlets.

Romantic Gifts That Don’t Cost a Dime

So, have you got all your shopping done?  Are the presents all wrapped and under the tree?  Or, are you like me, waiting until the last minute and confused about what to get the people on your list?  Is the most confusing person your man?   Mine always says he likes what I’ve given him.  Yet, I wonder sometimes if I couldn’t have done more.

Sometimes the best gifts don’t come in a box with pretty paper and bows on them.  Sometimes it’s what you do that means more than anything.  Here’s a suggestion.

Why not plan a special evening with  just the two of you and take things nice and slow, or not!  Depending on how the evening progresses, you can tempt him with new and special pleasures he may not have seen before.  What you ask?  Well, use your imagination!  The tempting could start with you in a sexy new nightie or nothing but a bow.  Say he’s had a hard day and you meet him at the door with nothing on but a smile.  No man can resist such a treat.  Props for an evening of pleasure could include candles, sexy music, toys – you decide what works best.  The lights down low and maybe a toddy to settle his mind.  Are you and he into games?  Try out a new role play or simply talk dirty to him.  If it’s your first time with dirty talk, I promise he’ll be pleasantly surprised.  He’ll show you how much when you’re alone.  A man likes a woman to be his lady until the bedroom door is closed.  Then he wants a freak!  Don’t be shy – after all, he’s your man.  As they say, ‘What happens behind closed doors…or is that Vegas’?   The outcome can definitely remain your little secret.

Now, I know you have your own ideas, why not share?  I’d love to hear from you.  Keep the season simple and remember what’s important in a relationship – time spent together.  Enjoy and happy holidays.

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Manday Hotties Blog Hop

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Looking into a man’s eyes is extremely stimulating, don’t you think?  You can tell quickly what he’s thinking or if he’s even paying attention.  These three ‘wise men’ know the meaning of a steamy gaze.  Enjoy!

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Gotta love a cowboy.  Rugged and tough, a cowboy can make you feel like a woman with simply a look!  Let me know what you think of my fella and I’ll certainly share a few more!

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Casey’s Gunslinger Excerpt to Enjoy in Home for the Holidays Hop hosted by The Romance Troupe

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Home for the holidays is a special time when we all like to gather and share family love and fun.  One of the most requested recipes I get each year is for my dressing.  Here’s the recipe for dressing at our house.  

Cornbread Dressing

1 loaf toasted cornbread                                                                    salt and pepper to taste

6 cups finely chopped celery                                                           10 cups hot stock (chicken or turkey)

6 cups finely chopped onion                                                             enough hot water to make heavy mixture

6 raw eggs, well beaten

12 slices toast, crumbled

1 tsp. sage

Bake the cornbread until brown.  Stir all of the ingredients together with the cornbread.  Pour into a baking pan.  Bake at 325 degrees for approximately one hour and a half, or until brown.  You can check this like a cake.  This recipe is based on Justin Wilson’s #2 Cookbook:  Cookin’ Cajun.  Here’s the Amazon link:  http://tinyurl.com/lxajfpa

Now for something to read while the dressing cooks. 

I’m working on the second book in The Loflin Legacy Series.  Casey’s Gunslinger is the story of a young woman who discovers her father abandoned her as a baby.  She grew up in the same town as her father, but without the family security he gave his two sons.  She returns vowing to have her revenge.  What she doesn’t plan on is falling in love with the most handsome lawyer she’s ever met.

Charles Harrison’s past is one he wishes he could forget.  He’s a lawyer with a reputation for helping the underdog.  When Casey waltzes into his life, all the bad things he’s tried to hide come back to haunt him.  How will he manage to win the girl and bury the past once and for all?

Here’s an excerpt from the upcoming Casey’s Gunslinger

Charles Harrison enjoyed a good cigar more than anything, well, almost anything.  He’d have to say a pretty woman was the best thing a man could enjoy.  Watching a lovely lady walk away was a favorite pastime.  The way her hips swayed causing her skirt to swing side to side in a lazy, come here cowboy, kind of way.  Yes, a pretty woman was special.  Most of them he knew in Tyler and most knew him quite intimately.  Though the memories were fond, they left his mind completely as the delicate young thing in a blue traveling suit stepped off the noon stage.

Charles’ heart stopped.  Well, it stopped for a second at any rate.  Her blond hair showed white in the sunlight.  Her trim figure was petite.  Yes, a delicate little lady to be sure.  At the moment, she wasn’t a happy little lady, though.  No, the baggage handler for the noon stage out of Shreveport had dropped her bags in the dirt without a care for their condition.  The disgust at the insult showed ripe in her cornflower blue eyes.  Charles smiled over his cigar.  Things were about to get interesting.  She sashayed up the steps of the Wells Fargo office with a purpose.  Any fool could see that.  Rapping smartly on the ticket window, she turned slightly and pointed to her bags lying in the dust of the street before glaring at the man atop the stage and proclaiming him the villain with another jab of her finger.

Charles lowered his chair to four legs on the plank walk in front of the mercantile.  Standing, he took a moment to stretch out the kinks.  He’d had a busy morning and relished in the opportunity to enjoy his one vice, a nice imported cigar all the way from Havana.  Expecting his latest client to get off the stage, he was slightly irritated when he didn’t.  That was until she arrived.

Watching the scene transpiring across the street, Charles agreed with the idea he was lucky to be present.  No one, he was acquainted with, could hold a candle to the fine boned, yet curvy blonde with the rosebud mouth, tiny waist and breasts that could fill a man’s hands nicely.  Oh, yes.  Things were looking up.  He smoothed the front of his brocade vest and straightened his coat.  The coal black hair with a sprinkle of gray, which had only recently been trimmed, brushed the edge of his collar.  Stepping off the board sidewalk, Charles squinted right, then left, an old habit.  One he wouldn’t lose anytime soon.  With a hand on the revolver strapped to his left leg, he walked out into the street.

Her voice rang with irritation and accusation.  Continuing to point at the Wells Fargo employee, she did her best to get the ticket clerk to understand, she’d been rudely treated and demanded an apology.  Her chin jutted.  Her hand riding along her hip for emphasis, she cast quite a sight standing there in the noonday heat.

Reminding himself, he needed to breathe, Charles stepped up to introduce himself.  “Pardon me, miss.”  A tip of his dark Stetson which rode low over his forehead and a neat, gentleman’s bow and Charles looked up to be assailed by the most angelic face he’d ever seen.  Normally, he’d share his name and title with the potential conquest.  However, he couldn’t get the words out.  His throat had gone bone dry and he feared he might choke on his tongue.

The young woman acknowledged his presence with only the slightest flicker of her eyes.  Then stepping backward, she lost the support of the platform and began clutching at thin air.  A panicked whimper of alarm and those lovely eyes grew wide.

Reacting on instinct, Charles shot out a hand, grabbing her arm before hauling her in and up against his solid body.

Their eyes met.  Their blue had shifted to stormy clouds of confusion and fear.  A minute passed before she released the breath she’d been holding and shoved at his chest.

“Easy, sweet thing.  I got you.”  He’d found his tongue, all right.  He wasn’t sure about the hoarseness in his reply.  It took Charles another minute to understand, she’d been able to regain her footing and wanted him to let go.

“Do you mind, sir?”  Cool and crisp, the words coming from her lips sounded like music to his ears.  Never had a songbird sounded so sweet.

“My apologies, ma’am.  Are you unharmed?”  He wondered at his stupidity.  Unharmed?  The only one not harmed was she.  He’d been dealt a mortal blow.  A heat radiated up from his toes all the way to the point on his chest where her breasts had slammed against him a few minutes ago.  His gut clinched at the look in her eyes.  That crystal clear glint told him he wasn’t high on her list of respectable persons at the moment.

“I’d appreciate you unhanding me, sir.”

He still held her wrist.  Christ, she’d most likely have a bruise.  “Forgive me.  I startled you.  It wasn’t my intention.  I hope you’re all right?  My name is…”

“I’m fine.” she snapped.  Sidestepping him, the young woman tried again to gather herself and headed for the ticket window once more.

Dazed and confused.  Charles seldom experienced the particular reaction to anything or anyone.  This was the exception.  He’d try again.  Surely, he could make amends for such a social blunder.  Perhaps a meal at the hotel would smooth her ruffled feathers.

Turning, she came face to face with his wide shoulders.  “Pardon me, sir.  I must retrieve my bags.”

Charles touched the brim of his hat with his first two fingers.  A gesture of gentlemanly politeness in this part of the world.  “Let me help you with those.”  Wheeling, he managed the steps with a masculine fluidity.  “I’d like to make up my breach in manners with the offer of a small repast at the local diner.”  He glanced in the direction of the Hotel Tyler, the only hotel in Tyler and one of only two eateries in town.

“I…”  Irritation and then confusion swept across her face before she composed herself once more.  “I don’t eat with strangers.”  She shifted to gaze at the sidewalk and the pedestrians strolling up and down the boards.

“My name is Charles Harrison.  I’m an attorney here in town.”  He had trouble with something as simple as an introduction, why did he think he’d carry on a conversation with her.

“Attorney?”  She tilted her pretty head to the side.  “Are you honest?”

The question, filled with pure innocence could have come right up out of thin air instead of her pink lips.  “I try to be.”  The answer wasn’t a lie, he told his conscious.  Arguably stretching the truth wasn’t a lie was it?  “Why, are you in need of legal assistance?”

Her lush bottom lip protruded for an instant before she clamped her lips between her teeth.  With a good shake of those lovely blonde curls, she sidestepped this time to avoid his close proximity.  “No, I just wondered, is all.”  She fanned the air with a tiny-gloved hand.  Peering up at the sun beaming down on the hard backed Texas dirt, she wrinkled her nose.

He’d died and gone to heaven.  Never before in his thirty-five years had he witnessed a more perfect combination of innocence and sexuality in a woman.  Where in God’s great kingdom had this woman come from?  The temperature must be rising.  It was hot as hell standing there in front of the Wells Fargo office.  “Here, let me get you out of this sun.  You’ll melt.”  Extending a hand, he moved closer and laid his other hand in the small of her back.  The contact vibrated along his arm and struck him in the chest with a force equal to any blow by a man’s fist.  Such a tiny thing at barely five foot, he mused.  He was a good foot and a half taller than she was.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name, miss…”  Hoping she’d fill in the blank, he walked beside her carrying her carpetbags and wondering why he was sweating.  The color of her skin wouldn’t stand much of the sun.  He hoped he got the chance to take her riding one evening soon when the burning rays wouldn’t be a problem.  Mentally shaking himself, Charles wondered where that had come from.

“Miss, I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name.”  Repeating his inquiry, Charles waited.

“Uh, I’m Cassandra St. Clair.”  Her eyes darted nervously right and left.

“Cassandra St. Clair,” each word garnered the same weight on his tongue.  “Your first time to visit Tyler?”  He opened the door to the Hotel Tyler, allowing Cassandra to go first.  The lobby of the hotel was cool, the coolest place he’d been all day.

“No.”

“Well, you’ve probably eaten here before.  You may have had Jessie’s famous pecan pie.  I hope you like pie.”  Trying for a companionable smile, Charles escorted her toward the red ropes at the entrance to the small restaurant located in the rear of the hotel lobby.

A small booth along the back wall was perfect place to ease into a conversation with an attractive young lady.  Charles commended himself for having a talent when it came to the fairer sex.  He’d just never seen the fairest until now.  “I don’t mean to be nosey, but are you passing through or staying?”

“I plan on staying.”  With eyes downcast, she toyed with her silverware.  The napkin in her lap needed an adjustment as well.

Her jawline held a stubborn line he’d love to trace.  Her eyes shined with expression although she said nothing.  When her cheeks flushed with his question, he felt his toes curl in his boots.  This female ignited a fire he didn’t want to extinguish.  “Do you have a place to stay, relatives or friends?”

“I…”  A slow release of breath followed her broken reply.  “No, I don’t have a family or friends.  Is the hotel a safe place for a woman?”

Charles eased back in his chair.  She’d struck a chord.  He could definitely relate to being alone, no father, no mother, and no family.  Thankfully, he’d had friends, good friends he could count on.  Everyone needed someone they could count ‘on.  “Let me say this.  I have an opening for a secretary in my office.  There’s a small cottage out back that I rent.  It’s vacant.  You’d be welcome to stay there if you like.”

Her lovely jaw tightened.  She scooted to the edge of the seat and slid her reticule over her arm.  “I don’t need your charity, Mr. Harrison.  I can take care of myself.”

“Wait a minute.”  He didn’t understand why he wanted her to say yes, just that if she didn’t he’d have to kidnap her.  “It’s not charity if I’m offering you a job.”  He’d moved to the edge of his side as well.  Don’t you plan on working?”  Aggravated he sounded like a parent, he tried again.  “I mean, you’ll need to support yourself.  A secretary’s a respectable position.”

She stalled out within two steps and turned slowly, as if she were mulling the offer over in her head.  “What does it pay?”

With a smile, he rose, giving her an easy tug back to the table.  “Well, let’s see. The last secretary said I was too stingy with her rate.  How does a dollar a day sound?”

Those hypnotic blue eyes widened to pools of lapis blue.  “A dollar a day?  You must be doing quite well.  Are you the only attorney in town?”

He tried.  Still, he couldn’t stop the laugh that broke the silence.  “I am.  Do you suppose that has anything to do with my success?”  Grinning despite himself, he motioned for the waiter to order.

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