Sheriff and the outlaw

My Releases on Allromanceebooks.com; FREE Excerpt Sheriff and Outlaw

My Releases on Allromanceebooks.com

As I’ve posted previously, getting back listed books up on web sites where digital books are sold is not as simple as it sounds…especially if the back list is long. We finally put up most of the former loveyoudivine.com titles on ARe, and here’s a list of those that went live today.

Babycakes

Another Regular Bud (Sequel to “A Regular Bud”)

A Young Widow’s Promise (This was originally published under “R. Field” because it’s not gay fiction and the publisher thought it was important to do. I decided to keep it with my won name this time. It is a historical with hetero main characters, but there is a gay subplot.)

A Regular Bud

A Life Filled with Awesome Love (This is a long 12,000 word short story, or a short novella.)

FREE Excerpt Sheriff and Outlaw

Here’s the raw (unedited) version excerpt of a new full length novel I just submitted to the publisher today, The Sheriff and the Outlaw.

Blurb:

When Sebastian loses his wonderful husband of ten years in an accident, he’s not only emotionally devastated, but also financially ruined. He can’t turn to family because they turned their backs on him when he told them he was gay, and Sebastian’s late husband owed so much he’s about to lose everything, including the mobile home he spent so many years making perfect. But just when Sebastian thinks there’s no hope at all, he inherits the meager estate of a distant uncle he’s never even met.

The fictional town of picturesque Glendora Hill, Texas appears to be perfect, which is exactly what Sebastian and his teenage son need after all the heartache they’ve gone through. But it’s not going to be easy. And as they begin to make new lives in this odd but friendly little town so far from their lives in Houston, Sebastian stops playing by the rules for a while. That is until the town’s cowboy sheriff, Avery Baldwin, confronts Sebastian about a few rules he’s overlooked.

As Sebastian rebuilds his life and the dilapidated property he inherited, with perfectly pruned shrubbery, a bright white porch swing, and two very strapping young studs he takes in as tenants, he also discovers a few secrets about his past through the one man who seems to understand him. And as the secrets of Sebastian’s childhood unfold and emotions he thought were dead forever begin to reawaken, he’s terrified of the only man who can actually help him move forward.
 
Excerpt:
           By that time Sebastian knew the sheriff wasn’t a mean man. He smiled and signed the check. As he handed it to Avery across the desk he said, “I can see I’m not going to win with you. Is that all?”
            “Just one more thing,” Avery said. “You’ll have to write a check for a sign fee.”
            “A sign fee?”
            Avery laughed. “There’s a two hundred dollar fee for hanging a business sign out front. All the businesses in town are required to pay it. But that’s only a one-time fee.”
            Sebastian made a face and ripped another check from his black leather folder. He made the check out to the Borough of Glendora Hill, signed it, and handed it over to Avery.
            “I almost forgot,” Avery said. “This one is the most important. There’s the sheriff’s fee, too.”
            “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Sebastian said. So far all these ridiculous fees were starting to sound like one huge scam to him.
            “Seriously,” Avery said. “In order to date the sheriff you have to pay another fifty dollars.”
            It took a moment for Sebastian to realize he was joking. At first he didn’t process it. But when it sank in he smiled at Sheriff Avery Baldwin and said, “What if I pass on that one, and I don’t date the sheriff?”

            “Then the sheriff would have to put you over his knee and spank you,” Avery said, as he cracked his right palm with his left.
            Although Sebastian hadn’t intended to get this personal with the sheriff, he’d never been against a harmless little spanking or flirting. He sent Avery a sideways glance and laughed. “I’ll take the spanking. I have no more money.”
            Avery’s eyebrows went up and he laughed. “I had a feeling you would.”
            Then Sebastian stood up and reached over to shake the sheriff’s hand. He didn’t want to get this personal with anyone. “I really have to get back now. One of my tenants is doing me a favor and planting boxwoods today and I don’t want him doing the work all alone. But it was very interesting meeting you. I hope you come to the grand opening in a few weeks.” He wasn’t flirting. If anything he was trying to be nice without getting any closer to Avery because he felt a connection to him that was hard to explain. Avery was the kind of guy he could get serious with, but he didn’t want to get serious with anyone at that point in his life.
            Avery stood up and took his hand. He held it tightly and said, “What about our date. And the spanking. Don’t forget about that.”
            For such a discreet, conservative man, he had aggressive tendencies Sebastian admired. “I would love to go out with you as soon as the grand opening is over. I have so much work to do right now I’m not even sure what day of the week it is half the time. And, I do have a teenage son and I’d have to explain that to him. He comes first. So for right now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to put dating anyone on hold for a while.”
            Avery released his hand and said, “That’s good enough for me. Actually, I admire that. Good luck with everything, and if you need any help let me know. I’m always willing to lend a helping hand.” He smiled and cracked one palm against the other again.
            As Sebastian turned to leave, he sent Avery a backward glance and said, “I’m sure you are, sheriff. And thanks for everything. I mean that. I was so worried.”
            On his way out he noticed Angie had returned from lunch and he nodded and smiled in her direction. She was pretending to file a few papers but Sebastian had a feeling she’d been trying to listen to his conversation with the sheriff.
            As he headed toward the half door that would lead him into the hallway, Angie said, “I’m looking forward to the grand opening. I’ll be there bright and early with mom and pop.”
            “Thanks,” Sebastian said. “We’ll be open from nine in the morning until six at night, and every day thereafter except for Wednesdays.”
            On the way out of the building, he felt a sinking feeling in his stomach all at once. Then his face grew warm and his heart began to race. When it dawned on him this would be the first time in his life he had ever held a full time job it overwhelmed him. It wasn’t that he hadn’t worked hard his entire life taking care of Dan, Kick, and doing the part time retail jobs. And he’d always been a reliable, responsible employee wherever he’d worked. He showed up fifteen minutes early and left fifteen minutes late. He’d even had former employers beg him to work full time because of his work ethic, but Dan had always preferred him working part time and taking care of the house and family things full time. Sebastian had preferred it that way, too. He’d never had the urge to have a career or work full time outside the home in any capacity. And now here he was, pushing thirty, no husband, and this never ending business he’d started looming over his head day and night.
            As he headed back to the parking lot to his car, he was so engrossed in his own thoughts he almost didn’t hear the shout from across the street. The woman who owned the dress shop, the one who had been seeing Judd, was speaking to him and he stopped short and turned to look at her.
            “I’m sorry,” Sebastian said. “I didn’t hear you.”
            “I was just saying that I can’t wait for the grand opening on Labor Day,” she said. She was leaning back against the rail of her front porch, next to a huge urn of red potted geraniums that were so perfect they didn’t look real. He knew they were real. No one in Glendora Hill would have dared plant anything fake.
            “Thanks,” he said. He figured Judd must have told her who he was. “We’re working hard to make it a lot of fun for the whole town.” He was so used to speaking in terms of being part of a couple after all those years of being married, he didn’t realize he’d made this mistake.
            “I’ve heard all about it from Judd,” she said. When she mentioned Judd’s name her expression grew somber, as if she were angry now. “He says you boys are working all the time over there. Judd tells me everything, and I mean everything.”
            If there was one thing most in the world Sebastian hated it was being referred to as a boy. He was a grown man, with a son of his own, not a little boy. Though he felt like correcting her, he didn’t want to get on her bad side, so he forced a smile and said, “Judd’s been a big help. I’m Sebastian, by the way.” He also had no idea about whether or not Judd had mentioned he was bi-sexual and that they were having sex once in a while.
            She sent him a smug grin, turned back toward her dress shop, and said, “Don’t I know it. I’m Luanne.”
            After that comment, she went into the shop without looking back. He had a feeling Judd had said something. So when he returned to the house and found Judd packing dirt around the last boxwood, he parked up front and walked over to him. He glanced at the round boxwoods and said, “They look great. But I told you to wait. I wanted to help.”
            Judd’s entire body was drenched in perspiration by then. It literally dripped down his bulging chest muscles and made wet spots on his jeans. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand and said, “I don’t mind, and you can do all the mulching. I have to go into town. I promised a friend I’d have a late lunch with her.”
            Sebastian knew he was talking about the woman who owned the dress shop. “This friend is the woman who owns the dress shop in town, isn’t she? Her name is Luanne.”
            “Yes,” Judd said, setting the shovel done next to the wheel barrow. “The blond woman in her thirties. She’s a great lady.”
            “I know,” Sebastian said. “I spoke to her a few minutes ago when I was leaving the sheriff’s office.”
            “How did that go?” Judd asked. “Did the permits cost a fortune?”
            He wanted to talk about the woman in the dress shop, not the permits. “It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. It wasn’t cheap, but I won’t have to skip a meal yet.”
            “Well that’s good,” he said. He was so sweaty even the bulge in his jeans was damp.
            But Sebastian resisted the urge to flirt with him, in spite of how sexy he looked standing there with no shirt, with dirt all over his hands, dripping in sweat. “I’m curious about something. How much does the woman in the dress shop, Luanne, know about you?”
            It seemed as if Judd caught on to him all at once. He flung Sebastian and glance and said, “She knows I’m bi-sexual. But I never said a word about us. I don’t kiss and tell.”
            Judd seemed excited now, as if he were upset. “Simmer down,” Sebastian said. “I didn’t mean it that way. I know you wouldn’t say anything about us. I just wanted to know if she knew you were bi-sexual.”
            “I had to be honest with her,” Judd said. “It wouldn’t be right not to tell her the truth.”
            Sebastian smiled and reached for his bicep. He squeezed it gently and said, “And that’s what I like most about you, Judd. You’re always honest.”

            “You’re not mad at me for telling her, are you?”
            “Of course not,” Sebastian said. “That’s up to you, and it’s none of my business.” Then he looked to see if anyone was watching. When he knew it was safe, he patted Judd on the bottom and said, “Now go take a shower and get out of here. You’ve done enough hard work for one day. I’ll go up and change and do the mulch alone. I don’t mind. I actually like doing it.”

            A few minutes later, he waved as Judd backed his new pick-up truck out of the driveway. Though he knew Judd was going to visit Luanne, and most likely have sex with her, he felt no jealousy or discomfort. But he was worried about her. Women like her had a sixth sense about men like him, and he knew she suspected he was playing around with Judd even though Judd had never said anything. It wasn’t something Judd had to tell her. She could guess this on her own without having to be told. It didn’t bother Sebastian in a literal sense. He just wanted her to know for certain that what he did with Judd was not leading anywhere, and that he had no intentions of ever getting serious with Judd. The only reason this was important to Sebastian was because he’d seen the look on her face when she’d mentioned Judd, and she clearly had future plans for good old Judd that didn’t include Sebastian.

FREE Excerpt: The Sheriff and the Outlaw

FREE Excerpt: The Sheriff and the Outlaw

This following is a free excerpt from the most recent book, and the title is only tentative right now. This part of a four book western romance series that will focus on cowboys with strong stories. The excerpt is so new I’m actually editing it as I put it up. So keep in mind this hasn’t seen a copy editor yet, and there might be a few changes in the final book.

From Chapter Two:

      As he was about to turn back to clean up the breakfast dishes so he could get to work on the exterior of the building that day, he saw a young man in a cowboy hat stop in front of the building and glance at the front porch. The young man stood there for a moment, with his hands in his pockets, rocking from heel to toe in his cowboy boots. And then he stepped forward, climbed the front steps, and knocked on the door with a solid pound.
            Sebastian set his mug on a table and jogged to the stairway. He was wearing black work-out pants with a white stripe down the sides and a plain white T-shirt. A year earlier, this was an outfit he would have worn for a run on a Saturday morning in the trailer park when Dan was still alive and his biggest worry was whether to plant impatiens or begonias near the front door, or whether to serve steak or chicken to Dan and Hick that night. But that morning he didn’t even bother to put on shoes and socks. He ran down the steps as fast as he could to answer the door, hoping this guy wanted to rent one of the rooms. He needed that source of income in a bad way, and so far no one had inquired about the rooms. He’d begun to worry no one would want to rent a place in that building. It still looked awful from the outside, and he’d only spruced things up to make thing presentable on the inside. He hadn’t even gone through his late uncle’s personal belongings yet because there hadn’t been time. He and Hick had packed up his uncle’s things in boxes and placed them in boxes in the garage out back.
            When he opened the door, a tall young man in his twenties nodded and said, “Howdy, I’m J U double D, Judd, from Lubbock and I’d like to inquire about the room for rent.” He had a deep voice, with a thick Texas accent. Although Sebastian had grown up hearing cowboys say howdy on the ranch, living in Houston all those years had made him unfamiliar with the casual way country people spoke.
            He smiled and said, “Hey, I’m Sebastian. It’s nice to meet you, Judd.”
            “Is the room still for rent,” Judd asked, “Cuz I need a place real badly, bro. I just took a job at the Marshall Ranch, but they don’t have no living arrangements there. They told me to come here and check you out.” He spoke with double negatives in a refreshing, unapologetic way, and dropped all his G’s. 
            “The Marshall Ranch,” Sebastian said, with an invisible question mark at the end. He felt awkward now, because he hadn’t put on shoes and combed his hair.
            “It’s a small place, where they board and train horses,” Judd said. “There ain’t a horse I can’t break.” He pronounced the word can’t as if it rhymed with ain’t.
            Sebastian found it interesting that even though he’d never heard of the Marshall Ranch, they’d heard of him and they knew he had rooms to rent. He’d noticed cars slowing down as they passed the building, and people walking by and murmuring things to each other. He would soon learn word travels much faster than he ever realized in small towns like Glendora. He’d grown up in the country, and lived the better part of his adult life near the city, so he was unfamiliar to small town ways at that point.
            He stepped aside and said, “I’m renting the third floor and fourth floors. If you’d like to see them, I can show them to you right now if you have time. Sorry I look this way. I just woke up and I didn’t expect anyone this early.”
            Judd removed his hat and stepped into the small vestibule that led to a flight of stairs. “Don’t worry about it, bro. You look fine.”
            Sebastian noticed he was a large, tall man, but lean and muscular, too. He had dark brown hair that was short and a little messy on top. He wore a navy blue T-shirt that day that bunched up around his biceps. When he lifted his right arm to remove his hat, his bicep tightened to a rock solid mass that left Sebastian with a weak feeling in his stomach. He hadn’t seen a man with arms like that since the last time he’d gone to his old gym in Houston…when he still had money to afford to go to a gym. Now his workout came from working on the building and lugging tools around all the time. 
            As they climbed to the fourth floor so Sebastian could show him that part of the building first, he noticed how Judd had to turn his feet to the side because his big black cowboy boots didn’t fit on the steps. And with each step he took, the stairs vibrated a little, as if the old building were afraid of him.
            At the top floor, Sebastian followed Judd into the main living space and said, “I’m renting out this floor and the one below it. I plan to make more improvements as soon as I can, but this is basically it for right now, I’m afraid.” He’d painted the walls, waxed the floors, and cleaned and spruced up the furniture as best he could. He’d hung blinds on the windows and bleached the old white tiles in the bathroom to the point where he’d almost passed out from the fumes. But clearly nothing had been done to that small apartment in years and he felt the need to apologize for this.
            After he walked around and checked it all out, Judd said, “It’s big. I thought it was just a room. I’m not sure I need anything this big. I only come and go.” It was the entire fourth floor, which consisted of the same amount of space where Sebastian and Hick lived on the second floor. He’d never rented to anyone before and he hadn’t been sure how to advertise so he’d used the word rooms instead of apartments.
            “I’m sorry,” Sebastian said. “I didn’t mean to mislead you. I just didn’t want people showing up thinking that I was renting out expensive apartments. I’m asking a lot less than the normal rent around here because I know I still have a lot of work to do on the place.”
            Judd smiled and said, “Don’t go getting all upset now. I didn’t mean it that way. It’s nice, actually very nice. I’m just not sure I can afford a place this big, is all. How much you asking?”

Sebastian had checked out what other people were charging for rent in town, and he’d decided to go low because of the condition of the building. When he told Judd the monthly rent, Judd’s eyebrows went up and he said, “That’s not bad at all. You’re only charging that for a place this big?”
Sebastian shrugged. He didn’t want Judd to think he was begging, but he wanted him to know how important it was to get that apartment rented soon. “I need tenants fast because I need the money. And the place isn’t perfect by any means. I also want nice people here that I get along with because my teenage son lives here, too.” Then he went into an abbreviated version of what he’d been through in the past year, partly to let Judd know he was sincere and partly to let him know he was gay. Sebastian had never hidden his sexuality and he wasn’t about to start now. If this big cowboy wanted to live there, he had to be gay friendly. At the end of his dissertation Sebastian added, “I’m not going to hang the rainbow flag out front or anything like that. But I thought it was important that you know I’m gay and that you’re comfortable with it. I know a lot of guys like you aren’t.”

After he mentioned this, he noticed Judd make a face. But he wasn’t sorry he’d said anything. He squared his shoulders, looked Judd in the eye, and waited for him to respond.

 

Chapter Three

            Judd hesitated for a moment, and said, “Hell, if that’s what you’re worried about, don’t give it a second thought, bro. To be honest, I’ve been wondering about you since you opened the front door. It’s not easy to figure out who is and who isn’t anymore, and I’ve been hoping there were people like me here in Glendora.”

Sebastian’s eyes opened wider. Though he shouldn’t have been surprised, he couldn’t help but stare at the huge muscles in Judd’s arms. Dan had been the kind of gay man who could pass for straight all the time if he’d wanted to pass. That had been one of his most attractive qualities for Sebastian. Just to be clear, Sebastian said, “So you’re gay?”

“Not exactly,” Judd said.

“I don’t understand. You either are or you aren’t.”

Judd laughed. “I’m not sure I do either. Sometimes I think I am, and sometimes I think I’m not. I date women all the time, but then I see a guy like you and I start to wonder again.” He took a step closer and looked directly into Sebastian’s eyes.

“Well, you’re probably bisexual,” Sebastian said. He could feel Judd’s breath on his neck. He was standing close enough to smell soap with which he’d showered that morning. It was something musky and strong. It reminded Sebastian of those body washes he used to buy for Dan when he traveled long distances and had to shower at truck stops.

“Maybe,” Judd said. He smiled and stepped even closer. He placed his hands on Sebastian’s waist and spoke in a low stage whisper. “Or maybe I’m just horny all the time.”

Sebastian’s knees began to feel weak. He glanced down at his bare feet and took a quick breath. His face felt flush, his heartbeat increased, and he couldn’t seem to find his voice.

Judd held his waist tighter and said, “There’s something real nice about you, something sophisticated and special that’s very attractive.”

Sebastian closed his eyes and remained dead still. Men had said things like this to him before and he’d never known how to react. He thought he looked fairly average. He thought he was average. He had sandy blond hair that lightened naturally in the summer, a lean body he kept in shape by doing a basic workout routine, and he stood about five feet eight inches tall in his bare feet. Though he didn’t have much body hair, he trimmed and maintained his pubic hair and the hair on his legs because it made him feel sexy being smooth all over. Dan had liked him this way, and it had become such a part of his daily routine he’d continued to do it after Dan’s death.

Judd pulled him closer and his large hands went lower. He grabbed the upper part of Sebastian’s buttocks and said, “If you want me to stop I will.”

A sense of pure desperation came over Sebastian and he reached up and grabbed Judd’s biceps. They were so large and so hard he couldn’t even get his hands halfway around them. He wasn’t sure what to say or do. His experience with men hadn’t been extensive, and when someone is married to the same man for as long as he was married to Dan and he or she is monogamous the entire time, situations like this feel awkward at best. He squeezed Judd’s biceps harder and said, “I’ve never seen anyone with arms like this, at least not up close anyway. They’re huge.”

Judd’s hands went lower and he rested them in the middle of Sebastian’s ass and flexed his biceps on purpose. “You smell good.”

“I’m a hot mess,” Sebastian said. “I just woke up an hour ago and I haven’t even looked in the mirror yet.” He had a full erection poking through his black sweats now. This was the last thing he’d expected when he’d opened the door to let Judd inside, and the thing he’d been fantasizing about the most for the past few months. He was used to having a man all the time when he’d been married to Dan, and being without one for so long had kept him wide awake late at night wondering if he would ever have sex again. Masturbating to porn left him empty, and he’d never trusted enough to meet men online and have cybersex like so many others were doing these days.

“You look damn good to me,” Judd said. His hands went up, and then down again so he slide them both down the back of Sebastian’s sweat pants and start massaging him with more force.

He tried to control his urges, but he couldn’t resist lowering his head to Judd’s left bicep and running his cheek across the highest arch where the hard muscle rounded. He inhaled his scent, held his breath for a second, and then he pressed his lips to the huge muscle and kissed it.

“Are we alone here?” Judd asked.

With his lips still pressed to Judd’s arm, Sebastian nodded and said, “My son’s at work and he won’t be home until five. We’re all alone.” He wanted to reach down and rub Judd’s crotch but wasn’t sure if that would be too aggressive. The last time he’d had sex with a stranger had been before he’d met Dan, more than ten years earlier, in the back seat of a Volvo.

Judd pulled his hands out of Sebastian’s pants and reached for the bottom of his T-shirt. He pulled it up, over Sebastian’s head, and dropped it on the floor. A moment after that, he pulled Sebastian’s pants down and Sebastian stepped out of them without an argument. Then he grabbed Sebastian by the waist again and pulled him closer so they could kiss. Judd was over six feet four inches tall and he had to lean over a little to meet Sebastian’s lips. But the moment Sebastian lifted his head and their tongues locked, Sebastian threw his arms around Judd’s broad shoulders and all the tension in his body seemed to vanish. There had been so many nights he never thought he’d have sex with a man again, he found it hard to believe this was actually happening.

He felt as if he were swinging from Judd’s shoulders and leaning backward the entire time. The harder Judd kissed him and the faster their tongues moved the more Sebastian wanted him. This complete stranger who had showed up at his home looking for a place to live was too hard to resist. As he held Judd’s shoulders and remained leaning backward, he lifted his right leg and rested his knee against Judd’s black leather belt. The fact that he was completely nude and Judd was still fully clothed only made his heart race faster and his face grow warmer.

It didn’t take long for Judd to reach down, grab Sebastian’s naked bottom, and hoist him up. When he did this, Sebastian wrapped his legs around Judd’s narrow waist and Judd walked back toward the antique oak bed with the tall headboard. In this position, Sebastian’s head was now higher than Judd’s. He’d never been held this way by a man, or carried naked across the room. He wrapped one arm around Judd’s shoulder and the other around his head and they continued to kiss until they reached the bed.

At the foot of the bed Sebastian released his fears and inhibitions when Judd released him and lowered him to the floor again. Judd said nothing as Sebastian went all the way down on his knees and began to unzip his jeans and unbuckle his black belt. While Judd removed his T-shirt, Sebastian took his time on the floor. He buried his face in Judd’s crotch and ran his tongue across the erection confined inside his jeans. He took deep breaths and inhaled Judd’s scent as he unfastened the waistband button. Then he took the waistband of Judd’s white boxer briefs in one hand, pulled it down, and reached into Judd’s pants with the other hand. He grabbed what felt like a nine inch erection, so thick he couldn’t wrap his fingers all the way around it. As he gently pulled it out of Judd’s pants he arched his back, licked his lips, and wrapped his lips around the head.

Dan had been average in size in this department and Judd had never actually been with a man who was this big. Of course he’d seen photos of men with large penises on the Internet, but never thought he would find one of his own. He knew there was no way possible for him to swallow the entire thing, at least not the way he’d done with Dan. So he slowly sucked as much as he could into his mouth and held the bottom of the shaft with his hand.

As he stroked and sucked at the same time, Judd held the sides of his head and whispered a few things he could barely understand. At one point, he thought he heard Judd say, “Oh, man. That’s so nice. It feels so good.” But he could have been mistaken about that.