From the moment Celia, the emerald-eyed, Comanche half-breed, gets off the stage in Tyler, Texas, Seth Loflin realizes he is on a collision course with the past. She was his first love and now the Shooter Creek’s ranch boss can’t allow her to succumb to the danger that stalks her. Someone wants to kidnap her and sell her as a slave, but now that she’s in his protective arms, he intends to keep her safe. Celia can’t run back to the safety of her former life in South Carolina. And if she stays at Shooter Creek with Seth, she’ll be putting the man she has always loved and his ranch in danger of harboring a Comanche. But Seth refuses to leave her side, and his vow to protect her gives Celia the hope and courage she needs. Now she’ll fight for her new life with Seth…or die trying.
The blurb says it all. True love endures despite the time apart or the circumstances. Love is in the Air is the celebration of the emotion that can change the world one heart at a time. I’m pleased to be a part of the week long party! Here’s a excerpt from Comanche Haven, Celia and Seth’s story of love despite the odds…
He took her again loosely in the circle of his arms before giving her chin another tracing.
“Do you remember the Creek?” She cut her gaze back to his as she fingered the buttons of his shirt.
“I remember. Those nights live in my mind still. You were the only thing that mattered to me. I can remember the first time I ever saw you on the creek bank.” He gave her one of his killer smiles.
“Oh, Seth, you would have to bring up that.” Playfully chiding him, Celia remembered the night too when, as she bathed, Seth had rode up and discovered her in the water. “I thought you the most brash, vulgar, loathsome devil. You simply sat there, staring at me with that brilliant smile on your arrogant face. A gentleman would have turned away.” Celia feigned a pout. There was a burning in her depths that needed controlling.
Seth let out a rush of a laugh. “Was that what you called me? Funny, but it sounded a lot different in Comanche.” He inclined his head. “Darlin’, you know I’m no gentleman. But I thought you the most beautiful creature I’d ever laid eyes on. I have to confess, I enjoyed looking my fill at your loveliness.”
His chuckle fanned the flame growing deep inside. Celia found she had to grope for control. She knew very well, he wasn’t a saint. He’d always been her sinner. Somehow, she mused, that was exactly what she wanted. In fact, he was what she’d always wanted. The devil take her, but tonight, she wanted Seth.
“Instead, I found a little temptress hoping I’d look my fill.”
Celia’s mouth fell open. “Ah! You are a cur!” Struggling as he laughed, Celia tried to escape simply for affect.
He pulled her close. “You know damn well that you wanted me as much as I wanted you back then.” Dark smoldering eyes watched her. “If the truth be told, I think you still do.” With smooth agility, he pulled her up by her arms, as he centered her back against the wall again.
The shadows grew deeper. Nothing made a sound.
“Did it ever occur to you that I may have wanted you to stay? To wait for me?”
She couldn’t see his face. But she heard his words take on a hard edge with a trace of pain.
“Yes, but…” Celia’s voice cracked over the simple reply. She struggled to find the words that would explain her flight all those years ago. She couldn’t. The words wouldn’t come. Her eyes traced the angles of his face that was so close to hers now. There was only one way to ease the tension between them. Celia leaned in. Her breath left her throat as Seth met her advance with one of his own.
They wrapped arms around each other, melding into one another. Time ceased as their mouths explored each other’s. Sensations, long buried rose and feasted. Those questions that haunted them both would have to wait.
“Deny you want me. Go ahead!” His voice grew ragged and breathy, as he streamed kisses across her mouth, her face, her throat.
His fingers dug in, bruising her arms, but she didn’t care. She wanted him despite tomorrow. She wanted his hands on her no matter what the daylight brought.
Like the wolf after prey, Seth took her mouth again and again in a primal, savage assault. Lost in the need, Seth groaned when his hand found her breast.
Celia escaped his mouth for one precious moment to pull air into her lungs. Then the world went spinning.
His fingertips raced like hot brands over her flesh.