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by Lucy Gilmore

Publication Date: 6/30/2020

These adorable service puppies are matchmakers in the making…

Dawn Vasquez never takes life too seriously. But when she rescues a golden retriever named Gigi, Dawn begins to imagine what it’d be like to settle down and let someone rely on her for a change. Unfortunately, Adam Dearborn—a handsome, hopelessly buttoned-up cattle rancher in need of a guide dog—has also fallen in love with the little ball of fluff and stubbornly insists that no other animal will do.

Adam isn’t sure what drives him to fight to keep Gigi for himself, but he suspects it has something to do with his growing—and unfortunate—attachment to Dawn. Her whirlwind spirit and sunny disposition might make her a delight to be around, but they also make her unsuited for the difficult life of a rancher. He should be able to put her out of his head. But what’s a love-struck cowboy to do when what he wants and what he needs have never seemed so far apart? And can he allow himself to take a chance on everything Dawn has to offer: puppy kisses, puppy love…and her.

Lucy Gilmore is a contemporary romance author with a love of puppies, rainbows, and happily ever afters. She began her reading (and writing) career as an English literature major and ended as a die-hard fan of romance in all forms. When she’s not rolling around with her two Akitas, she can be found hiking, biking, or with her nose buried in a book. Visit her online at http://lucygilmore.com. She lives in the Spokane, WA area.

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Excerpt: 

Mentioning her lips had to have been some kind of tactic. Just the word—lips—had him remembering their shape and size, the way the bottom one was so much plumper than the top, how good they felt when pressed against his bare skin. She always warned him to scrub hard before he met up with any other women, since she left a trail of lipstick all over his body.

He wasn’t seeing any other women, but there was no way he was telling her that. She already had him under her spell. He didn’t need to be under her power as well.

“Thank you for the offer,” he said tightly. “But I already like—”

“—the one you can’t have,” Dawn finished for him. She was definitely closer now, the unmistakable nonscent of her mixing with the hay and dirt to whirl his senses. “That seems to be a sort of thing with you, doesn’t it?”

He ran his hands through his hair, since it seemed suddenly important that he do something with them. It was also important to do something with this situation. If he let her continue like this, unchecked and uninhibited, there was good chance neither one of them was getting any work done today.

“As I recall, I’ve had you plenty of times already,” he said, a challenge in his voice. “In fact, I bet I could have you right here and now.”

Adam didn’t know if he was the one who’d drawn closer to her or if she’d stepped up to him, but there was no longer anything between them. Not a puppy, not air, definitely not common sense. The jut of her breasts pressed softly against his chest, the toes of her shoes touching the tips of his work boots.

His hands suddenly decided they had minds of their own. Moving forward to clasp her around the waist, they touched silky fabric and heat and a patch of skin where her shirt didn’t quite reach her waistband. That alone should have been enough to stop him—what kind of a person wore a tiny, silken shirt to a working ranch?—but of course he didn’t. That touch of skin set off something inexplicable inside him.

It always did. That was the problem. Words could be ignored and the sound of her laughter pressed deep down inside him, but one graze of his fingertips on her body and he was lost.

“I’ve always wanted to have sex on a pile of hay,” Dawn said, calling his bluff. She arched into his touch, allowing his hand to slide up her back. He encountered nothing but soft skin and the gentle curve of her spine, both of which promised more of the same, should he give in and really cop a feel. Which was tempting for a lot of reasons, including the fact that Dawn was stacked in ways that seemed wholly against nature. “Surely there must be one or two of those in the barn we could try?”

“There are.” He brought his lips close to her ear, though he was careful not to press against the gently pounding pulse below it. The moment the kissing started, all other bets were off—including the one that had a Great Dane puppy at their feet and a golden retriever puppy napping under Phoebe’s desk. That was the one thing he knew for sure. Dawn had come out here with the sole intention of luring him into lowering his defenses, in using her incredible body and the promise of what it could do to get her own way. She wanted Methuselah, and she’d stop at nothing to get her.

Well, two could play that way. In fact, he was becoming something of an expert at this particular game.

“We could slip in there right now, and no one would know where we are,” he murmured. Dawn arched her neck to give him better access, but he didn’t kiss, didn’t touch. Only teased. “I could throw you into the biggest stack of hay and rip this tiny scrap of a shirt from your body.”

A slight, guttural sound indicated how much she liked the direction this conversation was going. Typical. With Dawn, the anticipation, the clandestine nature of their meetings, was half the fun.

Who was he kidding? Where that woman was concerned, it was probably all the fun.

“No one will think to look for us for hours,” he added, still in that low, crooning voice. “It’ll just be me and you, our bodies slick with sweat.”

Dawn’s hips pressed against his, her arms coiling around his neck so that her entire body could melt against him. This was how she always struck, coiled and soft and yielding.

So he struck back.

“Well, that and the snakes.”

Instead of pulling back, Dawn only laughed and clasped her hands tighter around his neck. “Good thing I happen to like snakes,” she said. Her mouth brushed lightly against his, fluttering like a pair of butterfly wings. “Like the alligators, they make such nice shoes. Purses too.”

Even though Adam’s body thrummed with anticipation, burning hot in all the places it touched hers, he kept his tone level. “We also get the occasional badger, even though they’re pretty rare in these parts. Rats are almost a certainty.”

“Why, Adam Dearborn, are you trying to sweet-talk me?”

No, dammit. He was trying to do the exact opposite. Why did this woman refuse to act like a normal human being? She should run at the mention of rats, not press her hips against his until he ached.

“I’m just making sure you know what you’re getting into, that’s all,” he said. His voice sounded strained to his own ears. “Things can get pretty nasty out here in the wilderness.”

“That’s funny,” she purred. “So can I.”

***

Excerpted from Puppy Kisses by Lucy Gilmore. © 2020 by Lucy Gilmore. Used with permission of the publisher, Sourcebooks Casablanca, an imprint of Sourcebooks, Inc. All rights reserved.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading at all. ~ Oscar Wilde ~

I am a total book addict! I read so many books under the sky, I’ve lost count. But then I also have only a handful of authors/writers who really enamored me and I religiously read them, re-read them and re-read some more! I have ebooks and paperbacks….talk about serious addiction. They are like chicken soup for the soul!!!

Be warned, I can also be a bit of a book snob…sorry! But never in disrespect. Shelter In Place and Working From Home has me scouring countless new authors and books I normally wouldn’t have had the time for. And then, once in a blue moon you come across a couple of authors who really, really get into your soul and now your are binge reading every single one of their books. You wake up with the characters on mind, scenes behind your eyes and a smile on your lips.

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And this brings me to Riley Edwards and her orgasmic heroes!!!!! Not that I’ve never read her, but it was only as part of her twinsies Susan Stoker’s series and crossovers. (Now Susan Stoker is another different story for another day :)) But now I’ve managed to read her entire series, back to back and a few more times…

If I end up reading the same book two three times in a row, re-visit certain scenes, that book for me is a winner! Reading Riley’s books was intense gratification and the fifth time was immense pleasure. It’s a world of heroism and courage, valor and bravery, brotherhood and family, passion and devotion. They made me cry and laugh, exasperated and angry, happy and content.

Gotta tell you, she really can’t churn out these books as fast as I can read!!! 😉 Incredibly worthy reads.

And here’s some tantalizing coming your way soon……enjoy,

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I’m off on a date with Colin Doyle and his “driving me nuts” Erin Anderson 😉

I have followed Rachel Lacey from her first book and she still is on my favorite list. From her first foray into writing books starting with “Unleashed” to “Don’t Cry For Me”, she had an amazing span of genre that I totally loved reading.

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First in her Midnight In Manhattan Series, Rachel introduces her readers to the petite, strong, professional Eve Marlow, who owns her own marketing company as well as a TV Show. A show that needs some uplift and a new lease of life. Who would have thought that finding a litter of kittens would put her to Josie Swanson, a complete opposite of Eve. Josie who puts her dreams aside to make a living with the bar she inherited.

But then, opposites are meant to attract. Two ends of a spectrum are meant to collide. And Lady Fate loves to interfere in people’s lives to make it more interesting. Eve and Josie, sure have their work cut out for them as they navigate their fears and insecurities, prioritize their feelings and really reach out for what matters in life.

I fell in love with their courage, sincerity and self respect as they beat down the world to fit themselves!!!!

Rachel Lacey gives her readers an emotional journey as two wonderful people take a journey to a life they never dreamed. 

A stunning read if you ask me!!!

Received an ARC from the author for an honest review.

I am so sad to see Katie Rues’s “Endgame Trilogy” come to an end and what a stunning end it is. Any book of hers is a reading pleasure. Ellis Bishop is finally exacting revenge for being framed and getting his life ruined But the act of kidnapping a princess to get to his end game becomes a threat to his heart. 

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Arianna is thrown into danger as the reality of her stepfather’s life puts her in the crosshairs of his evil actions and coming to terms that her kidnapper is actually an honorable man. Ellis and Arianna are a treat to read as they stumble though their attraction along with keeping themselves safe enough to bring down her stepfather. 

And the finale was a very well thought out plot as Katie Reus gives one of her best written romantic suspense.

Received an ARC from KR Press, LLC via NetGalley for an honest review.

Reading Donna Grant is like chicken soup for the soul! Whether she writes a twisted tale of the Dragon Kings or a contemporary cowboy romance, it will be a reading pleasure no matter the genre.

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And with a cowboy like Danny Oldman, her fourth book in the Heart Of Texas series, is another heart warmer. The Lone Star Sheriff is content being the protector of his citizens, and love for him is far fetched as the girl of his dreams far away. But then fate always plays a hand bringing Skylar Long back to him with her painful present dogging her heals.

Now with their long ago attraction only deepening into love, both have to fight the demons before they can make a future.

“A Cowboy Like You” is another great read from Donna Grant!

Received an ARC from NetGalley for an honest review.

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