Today's Excerpt is from
The Sheriff Meets His Match
Written by Jacquie Biggar
Jack hesitated with his
hand fisted to knock on Laurel’s pumpkin-colored door. His aunt had this thing about brightly painted doors being good
luck, or some such hogwash. The murmur of a voice from within told him Laurel
had company. Male company. He tapped the file in his other hand against
his thigh and glared a hole through the door.
“Guess it can wait ’til
morning,” he grumbled, turning to step gingerly down the snow-covered stairs.
Whoever-the-asshat-was, he could have at least shoveled them off for her. Just
as he reached the sidewalk an angry shout coming from inside the house startled
him. Jack grabbed for his service revolver and jumped for the door. He missed
the stairs entirely and dropped the file, allowing it to fall unheeded into the
snowbank. The papers from within tobogganed down the slope.
He rammed a fist against
the wood. “Sheriff’s department, open the door.” His heart thundered in his
chest and there was a ringing in his ears. Was he having a frigging heart
attack for crying out loud? He’d never reacted like this before, not even when
he’d chased after a murderer a few months ago. But the thought of someone
hurting…
“Laur…el,” he shouted,
panic clawing the back of his throat. Jack tried the knob but it was locked. He
took a step back, angled himself sideways, and prepared to slam his shoulder
into the wood. He started forward, slipping a little on the icy deck boards.
Good thing, because it slowed him down just enough to narrowly avoid ploughing
Laurel over when she pulled the door open.
“Hello?”
When she saw him barrelling
toward her with a gun in hand her beautiful eyes took over her face. “Yee…ahh,”
she cried, tumbling backward and smacking her head against the now swinging
door.
Fuuuck.
Jack tried backpedalling,
but the slippery footing beneath his cowboy boots—dumb choice of footwear—had
him sailing right into her already off-balanced body.
“Laurel, holy shit.” His hand reached out to grip her shoulder,
conscious of the soft womanly feel of her plastered against his rapidly
hardening body. Great. “I’m sorry, honey. Are you okay?”
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ReplyDeleteWhat a fun cover! I used to have this cool pair of red shoes!
ReplyDeleteI always wished I could wear heels, they make a woman's legs look so sexy :)
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