Their story would make one heck of a country song.
THE NANNY ARRANGEMENT
Country Blues #2
Rachel Harris
Releasing May 22, 2017
Entangled Bliss
Soft-spoken
and shy Hannah Fisher is determined to make the man she’s loved her entire life
finally see her as a woman. With the help of a makeover, a new
mission—Operation Find My Happy—and the convenient forced proximity of a tour
bus, she vows to win her best friend Deacon’s heart.
Former bad
boy and current fiddle player Deacon Latrell has the world at his fingertips: a
new gig with a famous band, plus his best friend on tour as his son’s nanny.
Life couldn’t get much sweeter. Now if only he could stop imagining kissing the
daylights out of his childhood BFF…
Excerpt #2
Deacon
released a heavy breath. Sometimes the right thing felt a hell of a lot like
nausea. Resolved with what he had to do, he looked at the door…then slowly
dropped his hand.
He’d
give it another few minutes.
Calling
himself ten shades of coward, he redirected his steps. A hot shower would clear
his head. Maybe he’d even pull a Hannah and rehearse what he’d tell her in
advance. It always worked for her, helping her control her stutter, and though
Deacon didn’t have that particular problem, he was nervous as hell. If her head
was even half as muddled as his was, this conversation wouldn’t be easy.
Frustrated,
he shoved open the bathroom door harder than necessary. Fog and heavily scented
air rushed to greet him, and it took a second for the reason to register. When
it did, he came to an abrupt stop with one hand on the doorknob and one foot
still in the hall.
Candy and flowers.
As
the steam disappeared through the crack in the door, a vision appeared, plucked
straight from his recent fantasies. Creamy skin, pink from the shower and wet
with liquid drops, topped anything his imagination could’ve conjured. Damp
ginger curls clung to a slender throat that was arched back, making a sexy
silhouette as full lips trembled in a silent speech to the ceiling. Dark, spiky
lashes lay across a flushed cheek, hiding a pair of expressive eyes he’d know
anywhere.
Torture,
thy name was Hannah.
Gone
was the girl he’d known in high school. Erased was the rock he’d depended on in
college. The goddess in the shower was a woman, a beautiful woman, with
tantalizing curves, shapely legs, and the most incredible smile he’d ever seen.
The
arousal flowing through his veins mocked his previous so-called resolve.
“Cherry.”
Her
name came on a choked breath, but Hannah’s eyes snapped open. Smooth skin
turned to stone as she stared at the ceiling, wide-eyed, before slanting those
green eyes toward him in horror.
“Deacon!”
Frantic, she tried to cover her body, slinging one arm over her perfect breasts
while reaching for the folded towel on the counter with the other, only to
quickly draw back her hand and slap it over her lower half as well.
It
was the hardest thing he ever did, keeping his eyes above her waist. Taking one
step forward, he grabbed the terrycloth and handed it over, not trusting
himself to get any closer. When she took it from his hands, she could hardly
look into his eyes. Deacon’s chest gave a hard kick.
Hannah
made quick work of the towel, wrapping the terrycloth around her torso and
clinging to the edges. She bit her lip and stammered, “Wh-what are y-you
doing?”
It
wasn’t remotely funny. The reappearance of her stutter meant she was either
stressed or anxious, two things he never wanted to be the cause of. But he
couldn’t help the laugh that broke free at the innocent question.
A
full-bodied, unstoppable laugh that threw his head back with the force of it.
“What
am I doing?” he repeated in
amusement, hearing the gruffness of his own voice and dragging in a deep,
floral-scented breath. “Oh, Cherry… I’m losing my ever-loving mind.”
An admitted bookaholic and homeschool mom, she gets through each day by laughing at herself, hugging her kids, and watching way too much Food Network with her husband. She writes young adult, new adult, and adult romances, and LOVES talking with readers!
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