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Pining for Payne is live!
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My first Rawhide Ranch book, part of the Submissives of
Rawhide Ranch collection, Pining for Payne, was such a joy to write that I am
excited to share a snippet from the book with you today.
#MMMromance
#ruralliving
#servicesub
#exbullriders
A tragic accident nearly stole their happily ever
after. The magic of Rawhide might be just what they need to get it back…
“Would it be okay if I put some music on while I clean?” he
asked as he strode around the room, taking it all in. “Unless the owner of that
guitar would like to play for me instead?”
His gaze slid from Wylde to me. Was that a challenge? A
request? When Wylde didn’t immediately answer, I answered for him, just in case
he was tempted to make a bunch of flimsy excuses about why he couldn’t.
“He’d be happy to,” I said as I lifted the case off the
couch and passed it to him.
“Yes, yes, I would,” Wylde said, smirking, without even the
least bit of hesitation about accepting it from me.
Finally!
My brain was screaming yes, yes, yes as he
pulled it out and started tuning it up, while Payne finished taking a tour of
the room like he was looking for the perfect place to start. At least he hadn’t
run away screaming. If anything, the bright smile on his face had only grown
when he’d seen the state of the cabin.
Alrighty then. It seemed like Wylde had the right idea after
all.
“In that case, I’ll just be right over here enjoying the
show,” I said, matching Wylde smirk for smirk as I settled into the easy chair
and immediately jumped to my feet when I realized there was something hard and
lumpy underneath the cushion. Shaking my head, I lifted it to reveal a portable
charging block.
“Oh nice, I was looking for that,” Wylde said as he tuned up
his guitar.
“I can certainly see why you two need my services,” Payne
said. “If you’d waited any longer to call, I’d have had to bring in a whole
team of kitties to help, and I think I’d much rather have you both all to
myself.”
Whoa.
Sexy Kitty winked at me, and my brain went blank. Full stop,
loud screech of tires as the brakes slammed on, I sat back down, missing the
edge of the coffee table when I attempted to place the charger on it. I nearly
bumped heads with Payne when we both bent to retrieve it. Then our flirty boy
shook a finger at me, and I straightened up and let him retrieve it and place
it where I’d intended to.
Pining for Payne can be found here: https://www.amazon.com/Pining-Payne-Submissives-Rawhide-Ranch-ebook/dp/B0GQ5J6FGG
