Silver-Tongued Devil
Portland Devils
by Rosalind
James
Publication
date: November 15th 2016
Genres:
Adult, Romance, Sports
No more wild rides. No
more wild side.
BLURB
Blake Orbison’s pro football
career may have ended with a bang, but not calling the signals anymore just
gives him more time to devote to his business enterprises, including the latest
and greatest: the opening of the Wild Horse Resort in scenic north Idaho. And
that other one, too. Blake’s on the marriage track, and he’s got a game plan.
But when he runs into a trespasser leaping from his shoreline boulders into his
lake, what’s a good ol’ boy to do but strip down and join her?
Dakota Savage is nobody’s temporary
diversion, least of all the man responsible for her family’s semi-desperate
circumstances. Some people may think she has a piercing too many, but she’s had
more than enough of being called trash in this town. She’s come home to Wild
Horse to run her stepfather’s painting business, and any extra time she has
goes into creating her stained glass. An overpaid, entitled, infuriating NFL
quarterback is no part of her life plan, no matter how sweet he talks. No
matter how slow he smiles. No matter what.
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EXCERPT:
It wasn’t Jerry. That much, she could tell as he got closer. It
was somebody a whole lot slimmer. Tall, check. Short dark hair, check. Black
shirt, check. But no gut, and she thought there was some darkness around the
jaw that wasn’t quite a beard. Another security guy. She could be cute enough
for him. Maybe. What would he care, really, what she did?
“Hi,” she said as he approached. “Next time maybe don’t yell right
when I’m jumping.” Taking the initiative. Projecting confidence. She was better
at that than “cute.”
“Hell of a graceful landing,” he agreed, and glasses or no, she
could see the flash of white teeth through the dark stubble just fine. Also
that he had a pair of shoulders to die for, and some very nice arms in that
T-shirt. Not to mention long legs in dusty jeans and work boots, and about six
foot three of lean muscle. Nobody she knew, because she’d have noticed him. She
might not be able to see him, exactly, but she could see
enough.
“If you’re security,” she said, “I was just going.”
“I’m not security. And I hope that’s a lie that you were just
going, because that looked real fun.”
He had a Southern drawl she’d surely never heard in Wild Horse.
Slow as molasses, and just that thick and sweet. Ah
hope thass a lah that you were juss goin’. “Let me guess,” she
said, feeling a sneaky little surge of excitement. “You’re out here to do
wrong. Sign says ‘No Trespassing,’ and you’ve been given the big lecture, but
you’re not worried, because you’re a badass like that.”
Some more grin. “Could be. Is that water deep enough to be safe?
We’re both too pretty to get ourselves paralyzed.”
“Oh, yeah,” she assured him. “Best spot on the lake for it. No
place else has rocks like this or a pool this deep. Which means, of course,
that the Man comes and fences it off and tells you that you can’t use it
anymore, even if you’re working out here. Gotta love capitalism, and this is
about the worst.”
He gazed into the distance and scratched thoughtfully at his
cheek. “Bad place to work, you think? Huh.”
“I wouldn’t do it for a heartbeat if I didn’t need the money. You
could say that I’m not in love with Mr. Blake Orbison or his company. But you
know, we all need the money.”
“That we do. Arrogant guy?”
“Let’s say that I don’t like the way he treats people. On an . . .
institutional scale.” Whoa, girl, she told
herself. Lose the bitter and get back to
reckless. More attractive, and a whole lot more fun. Trust her to meet a truly prime
specimen of manflesh for once and immediately put him off. “So I’m sure I
shouldn’t jump off his rocks. But hey, what’s life without a little danger?”
There, that was better.
“Now, see, darlin’,” he said, his voice getting even deeper, the
accent going a shade richer, “that’s what I tell myself all the time. It’s a
real shame that so few people think like us.”
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