Happy Monday, CRC readers! I’m super-stoked to share an excerpt from Running the Red Light (book #2 in my Texas Nights series) with you. Jamie and Roxanne were a particularly fun couple to write because they’re such a contrast. Which, of course, sets off sparks!
When Jamie knocked on Roxanne’s apartment door Sunday evening and she answered it wearing an older-than-ancient pair of denim overalls, he silently thanked his third-year Practice Court professor. Dr. Carpenter’s instruction on the art of the jury face absolutely saved him.
“Jamie, what are you doing here?” She was dirty. With a shimmer of sweat on her face and bare arms. Her short, coppery hair as wild as if a band of squirrels had done high-impact aerobics on her head.
“You left me a message, remember?” He stepped out of the August heat, through the front door and stood frozen in her living room under the protection of silence. The Roxanne he knew was a wickedly tempting, walking wet dream.
This was not the Roxanne he knew.
She swiped an arm across her forehead, leaving a greasy black streak. “Yes, but I didn’t expect you to show up at my door.”
“Sounded like whatever you wanted to talk about was important.” Hell, he’d hoped she wanted to talk about him taking her to bed. That would be a perfect way to spend his week’s forced vacation. But those thoughts hadn’t been a good idea the night of the auction. And by the looks of Roxanne now, she wasn’t bent on seduction. “I’m on vacation this week, spending some time working on my car with Cameron.” His original plan had been a few days in Jamaica, but when Roxanne had left him a message, he’d changed his plans. Besides, spending some time with his brother would give Cameron and him a chance to work on his old Corvette.
“Sorry, as you can tell, I wasn’t expecting company.” She waved a hand down her body. Under the straps of those Revolutionary War–era overalls, she wore a thin white tank top. And nothing else. “But I can offer you a beer.”
The vision of those would-fit-perfectly-in-his-hands breasts dropped his Mensa-level intelligence quotient by forty points. Maybe fifty. “Ah…what?”
“Beer. Would you like one?”
“Sure.” The word croaked from his throat. At this point, he’d drink anything that might restore his command of the English language.
Running the Red Light Summary
After wearing a “Least Likely to Succeed” label all her life, Roxanne Eberly is hell-bent on making her Red Light Lingerie store successful. Although the residents of small-town Shelbyville, Texas, are a little…lingerie-resistant, she’ll win them over eventually. So when a former employer sues her, putting a major wrinkle in her careful plans, she reluctantly accepts help from hot-stuff Houston attorney Jamie Wright.
Jamie’s on track to become his firm’s youngest partner, but discovers an unwritten prerequisite—marriage. Turns out, the only woman he wants is Roxanne, but peddling thongs and sex toys isn’t a suitable career for the spouse of an up-and-coming attorney.
Jamie’s tangled up in Roxanne’s lawsuit, her life and her lingerie. But if they’re ever going to make it work, Roxanne’s big-city boy will have to decide what he values more: the career he always thought he wanted or the woman he never thought he’d fall for.
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