Good morning! I hope you’re having a great weekend. I’m still recovering from the flu (pesky thing) and trying to get caught up.
For book news, this week the paperback version of Winter Stallion is tentatively scheduled for release on December 9th.
Several great guest authors are stopping by this week. They’re listed below. I hope you can drop in when they’re visiting.
I hope you have a great week!
Kate
Guest Bloggers This Week:
Monday December 8 – Sabrina York
Wednesday December 10 – Tina Donahue
Thursday December 11 – Michele Drier
Saturday December 13 – Anne Kane
Excerpt of the Week:
Winter Stallion by Kate Hill
“This is terrible.” She began pacing the room, ignoring any lingering soreness and pain in her head. At least Canyon was safe with Susana, but what if she was stuck here for days? It could happen, depending on the weather.
“Surely my company isn’t that bad,” he said.
She stopped abruptly and stared at him. Goodness, how ungrateful she must sound. He had, after all, saved her life. Still, the last thing she wanted was to be snowed in with a man she’d shared a dream with. Or had she? Now it was starting to fade. Probably because he stood right there in the flesh, watching her with those soul-stealing eyes, unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off. . .
Heavens, what a gorgeous chest! Broad, dusted with golden hair and made of lean, sculpted muscle. He had not a bit of spare flesh on his sides or that stomach with those rows of muscles she longed to trace with her fingertips. In the dream he’d looked too perfect to be real, but he was real after all. This wasn’t just an average Horseman, but one of Fighting Carrier quality. Again she thought of that underlying toughness revealed in his look from a moment ago. She realized a complex Horseman stood before her, yet at the moment she found it difficult to think about his complexity or anything else when faced with his magnificent body.
Her brother, Terra, was considered exceptionally well-formed, but Phillipa had never seen any Horseman like this. He was flowing, yet compact, and even in Huform moved with grace and precision seen only in the finest warriors and athletes.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “It’s not your company that’s the problem. Would you like me to turn around while you change clothes?” She did so before he had a chance to reply.
“If you feel more comfortable,” he said.
That had been a stupid question she’d asked. Modesty wasn’t a Horseman trait. They usually wore clothing only in the presence of humans or during the cold weather. Please, oh please don’t let him be the sort who walks around his house naked. That would be too much to resist. . .
“I’m sure having me here is an inconvenience for you,” she said.
“I’m decent, Phillipa. You may face me without fear.” Somehow he managed to sound both regal and teasing. That cultured voice and the playful tone aroused her more than she wanted to admit.
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I am sorry to hear you had to battle the flu… hoping you are feeling better!!!
Thank you, Colleen! Hope you’re having a nice winter so far!
Things have been well my way… weather has been staying nice… all my holiday shopping is done… 😀