Broken Fences
A TroubleMaker
Novel ~ Book 1
by Kelly Gendron
Release Date-10/15/2013
Blurb:
Colden Saint James, Dusty
Owens, and a single night of passion had equaled to poor old Mr. McAllister's
broken fence. Add six years, a troublemaking photo, and there's not a fence in
Texas that's gonna be safe.
It took Dusty Owens two years
to land Colden "Saint" James, even if it was for only one night, but the very
next day, he was gone. Now, years later, the "Saint" has returned, but he's no
longer the do-gooder rookie cop Dusty remembers.
Dusty Owens always had a way
of making every single one of Colden's man parts go all hard. He'd been so close
to falling for the girl before he'd left Odessa. Now, due to a troublemaking
photo, Colden must return to his hometown to keep her safe. Trouble is, he's a
different man-not to mention the change. Well, it's gonna cause all kinds of
problems where Dusty Owens and all of his man parts are concerned
Excerpt:
“Just admit it. You want me.” A crooked
grin tugged on his lip.
Dusty glared at him from the corner of her
eye. “Okay.” She gripped the railing and swayed back. “Yes, once I wanted
you—once. But like I said, let’s not dwell on the past. I’m so over you, St.
James.”
The smug son-of-a-bitch’s smile broadened.
He shook his head. “I’m so not convinced,
Dusty girl,” he said with sparkling, playful eyes.
“Stop calling me that!”
“What?” He arched a badly behaving
eyebrow. “Girl?”
“Yes!”
“Well, you are one, aren’t
you?”
“Yes, but—”
“Oh, I get it,” he rudely interrupted.
“Too generic? How ‘bout I call you, uh…my pretty girl? Would you like
that?”
In false protest, her nose and forehead
scrunched. But she could already see it. The minute that little fawning left his
sexy mouth, she’d drop to her knees, ready to give the man whatever he
wanted.
“No?” He rubbed his chin and released a
low, sexy, “Hmm.” A second later, he lifted an a-ha finger. “Tough
girl?”
Her entire face flushed with heated
anger.
He grimaced. “Don’t like that either?” His
eyes hooded. “I know what kind of girl you are.”
She snorted. This oughtta be good. “Yeah? And what kind of girl am I?”
“A bad girl,” he huskily drawled. “You
want to be my bad girl, don’t you?”
“No!” Oh God, yes! Who wouldn’t want to be his bad…
anything? The new and improved St.
James was hot, and her knees where already begging to hit the floor for
him. Shake it off, bad girl. Just,
shake it the hell off!
“Come over here.” An arm wrapped around
her waist. “C’mon.” He dragged out the words as he dragged her up to his side.
“It’s all good. You can be my bad girl anytime, Dusty Owens.”
When he bent his head down, warning bells
went off in her addled brain. Sissy and Jimmy could see them from where they
were standing. She veered back, her hand pressing into his shoulder,
“Colden!”
“Don’t be so skittish.” His lips turned
up, and his grip tightened. “Where’s that brazen girl? Where’s the girl who
showed up at Rusty’s Tavern with Britt Weber, the player of all
plays?”
Her eyes widened. Is he really going to bring up that night?
“And after a slow, naughty bull ride
performance in a very slinky white dress, I might add, that bad girl dirty
danced with the scumbag.”
He even remembers my dress?
God.
“Where’s that brazen girl who took a huge
risk, hoping I’d come to her rescue and save her from the
sleazebag?.”
The night flooded into her brain, Colden
pulling her out of Britt Weber’s truck. Him punching Britt, who was twelve years
her senior, right in the face, and Colden chasing after her and catching up with
her at old man McAllister’s fence. Crazy for him, her attempt at making Colden
jealous had worked. She’d tried to keep him hot by picking a fight, but Colden
hadn’t taken the bait. Without saying a word, he’d just walked up to her and
kissed her hard, a kiss he didn’t break until they broke McAllister’s
fence—until she’d surrendered her virtue and her heart to him.
“So? Where’s that bad girl now?” he
provoked.
Dusty shook her head and told him the
truth. “She grew up.” She knew it was immature to try to make Colden jealous
back then. He wasn’t a kid. He was a man, and he had shown her that night just
what kind of man he was, the kind she wanted to spend the rest of her life with
“Nah.” Sturdy fingers pressed into her
hipbone. “I think she’s still in there. She just needs some coaxing to come out
and play.” He leaned in and huskily taunted, “Come out, come out, wherever you
are! Be my bad girl and admit you wanna play.”
“In your dreams, St. James. Why don’t you
get over yourself? I’ve already told you that I don’t feel anything for you—not
anymore,” she lied, trying to save herself.
“I don’t believe you.” His eyes wickedly
twinkled with the statement.
“I don’t really care what you
believe.”
“Take your panties off.”
As angry as he was making her, her body
had to respond to the command, and every muscle froze. “What?”
“If they’re bone dry,” he said, tilting to
the left and dropping his voice, “I’ll believe you.”
“Colden, look where we are, for God’s
sake. You’re crazy if you think I’m gonna¬—”
He tilted slightly closer, his eyes dark
and daring. “Take them off.”
“I-I can’t,” she mumbled, hypnotized by
his captivating, intent look and even more stunned by the crazy
demand.
“Why?” The corner of his mouth lifted.
“Oh, right.” His smile grew bigger. “Don’t worry. I don’t mind getting my hand a
little wet.”
What? Absolutely
incorrigible! “You’re an
ass.”
“Well, if that’s not your excuse, what
is?”
“Besides the obvious, it’s a rude a
request.” She smirked at him. Yeah,
that’s right, buddy. Two can play at this game. “I can’t give them to you because…” She inched closer to his
tempting mouth. “I’m not wearing any.” Unable to ignore the pleasure she got
from seeing the astonishment light up his eyes, her smile grew too.
“Damn, girl.” He exhaled, letting out a
very noticeable whistle. His hand slid slowly down her hip, as if to confirm her
claim, then roamed to her backside. “Do you know what a statement like that can
do to a guy?”
“Again, I don’t care.”
“Well then, let’s make you care…”
Review:
OMG!!!! The cover is so hot and so was the book!
WARNING: Be very careful to leave your e-
reader in a safe place while reading - it may spontaneously combust - this story is a 3 cold shower book!
reader in a safe place while reading - it may spontaneously combust - this story is a 3 cold shower book!
I have read a couple of Kelly Gendron's books in the past and enjoyed each of them, BUT....Broken Fences tops them all! WOW!!
Colden "the Saint" James is definitely not a saint anymore, I have found my new book boyfriend, and is he ever a badboy! I will not share him, you can read his story, but I will not share my book boyfriend!
The man comes back to town to protect the woman he loves, Dusty Owens. She is the reason he left town in the first place. On the outside, Dusty is a strong, secure, young woman... but on the inside she is afraid that once again she will lose someone who means the world to her. Colden needs to earn her trust... can he do it before he loses Dusty forever?
PLEASE, please, please....I highly reccomend this great book, do yourself a favor and per-order/pick it up. You will not be sorry...but hands off my book boyfriend!
I am so excited about this book...can you tell?
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Author:
Kelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere
between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her day job? Kelly's worked in the health
care field for years, representing a group of reputable nursing facilities in
the WNY area.
She's been faithfully writing for three
years. However, she wrote her first book ten years ago but had to put it down to
raise her son as a single mom. When she and her son finally grew up, she picked
it back up. That's when she settled into her newly married adult life and
started to seriously write again.
She's dabbled with Romantic Suspense
stories, but recently she's been on a contemporary kick. The recipe for the men
in her stories: a dash of bad boy attitude, a cup of strong and confident and,
of course, besides being packed with magnificent bodies, and doused with
shameless aptitudes, they must have a tender heart you want to rip out of the
pages (or your e-Reader) and take to bed with you at night.
Where to find Kelly:
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