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STOP RUNNING . . .AND START FALLING
For Ruby James the Walker Mountain Ranch is her safe haven. Here in Aspen, Colorado, she can finally build a quiet life for herself without fear of her old one rearing its ugly head. Or so Ruby thinks. Any single woman would be happy to indulge a tall, dark, and curious cop-but the closer Ruby gets to him, the closer she gets to losing her newfound peace.
Police officer Sawyer Hawkins is no stranger to secrets. He's ready to leave town for good until a security threat brings him back to Walker Ranch, and Ruby's gorgeous green eyes soon have him second-guessing his decision to go. Her kindness and quiet strength awaken feelings he'd thought long buried, even as her reluctance to talk about her past worries him. The cop in Sawyer only wants the truth-but the man in him
wants Ruby in his arms forever . . .
“Sawyer…” There was so much she couldn’t tell him. So many reasons she should ask him to leave, to leave her alone. But the ache tightening inside of her would never go away if she didn’t touch him, if she didn’t feel the generous hunger of his lips against hers, the thrilling sensation of his hands reading every curve of her body. So instead of saying anything, instead of casting him out of her life, she scooted to her knees so she could reach his lips, first touching them lightly with her fingers. “You’re a good man, Sawyer Hawkins,” she whispered. And though she knew he couldn’t have her forever, she could give herself to him now. He could have her for this one moment.
His gaze fused with hers, the mesmerizing blue of his eyes smoldering like the center of a flame. His large hands settled on her hips and tugged them until she straddled him.
The swing pitched forward and she wrapped her arms around his neck to keep from losing her balance.
“This isn’t why I came here,” he informed her hoarsely.
“That’s disappointing,” she breathed against his neck. The stubble made her lips tingle.
Sawyer sighed in a helplessly delicious way and took her chin in his hand, bringing her lips to meet his, brushing them lightly in teasing preview.
Oh, lordy, lordy, lordy…the man could kiss.
He pulled back to look at her, but what good was that? She wanted to feel him against her, solid and safe and warm. So she wrapped her legs all the way around his waist cinching them tighter until the hard bulge of his desire for her pulsed between her legs. It was blinding the way he made her lungs pound, the way he sent her dizzy heart twirling in circles. His touch brought her somewhere else, made her feel like someone else. Someone whole and unbreakable. The person she’d always wanted to be.
climbed to the top of a 14,000 foot peak at midnight, swum through Class IV
rapids, completed her wilderness first-aid certification, and spent seven days
at a time tromping through the wilderness with a thirty-pound backpack strapped
to her shoulders.
Eventually Sara did the responsible thing and got an education in
writing and journalism. After a brief stint in the corporate writing world, she
stopped ignoring the voices in her head and started writing fiction. Now she
uses her experience as a mountain adventure guide to write stories that
incorporate adventure with romance. Still indulging her adventurous spirit,
Sara lives and plays in Colorado with her saint of a husband and two young
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