BOOK INFORMATION
TITLE – Body Language
SERIES – The Boot Knockers
Ranch #2
AUTHOR – Em Petrova
GENRE – Contemporary western
erotic romance
PUBLICATION DATE – sept 9, 2014
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 44,000
words
PUBLISHER – Samhain
Publishing
BOOK SYNOPSIS
There are no words for desire this
hot…but he’ll sure try to find them.
The Boot Knockers Ranch, Book 2
If there’s
one thing that Damian Vince can do well, it’s read women. With his trademark
wink and sexy drawl, he’s the most wanted cowboy on the Boot Knockers Ranch, a
spa where sexually challenged women come to get charmed out of their uptight
panties.
He’s also
the ranch’s bad boy—he hates to admit he’s had his mug-shot taken more than
once. But now he’s on the right path, ranching and fulfilling women’s
desires.
Prim
grade-school teacher Ruthie Johansson prays Damian will be able to fix her
strict upbringing that’s left her leery of men and intercourse, though her body
aches for both. Once she sets eyes on the muscular, auburn-haired Damian, she
throbs only for him.
As they get
skin to skin, her instinct touches something Damian’s been struggling to hide
from his fellow Boot Knockers. A secret he’s spent a lifetime keeping buried
beneath bar brawls and a bad attitude. But with Ruthie’s gentle coaxing, he
just might give overcoming it another try—as long as they do their homework in
bed.
Warning:
Contains a bad boy with a vulnerable underside, a squeaky clean woman who wants
to get dirty, and a secret shame only love and compassion can heal. Prepare to
drool while he parses her sentences…one sexy verb at a time.
BUY & TBR LINKS
BOOK 1 – Pushin’
Buttons
EXCERPT
Ruthie
clasped her hands and fought to keep from wringing them. The backstage area was
alive with chatter. Excited giggles echoed around her as she waited for the
cowboys.
She looked
at the other women. They were as diverse as the cowboys on the brochure. Women
with every shade of hair and body type huddled together, some talking quietly
about what to expect.
With a knot
of nausea in her throat, Ruthie didn’t feel like speaking. Besides, when she
stepped onto the stage, she would be alone. No one could save her from what
she’d chosen to do.
Isabel, the
stage manager, buzzed between girls, dashing notes on her clipboard. “You’re up
third, Ruthie.”
Nodding, she
battled the urge to bolt for the door. Boarding the jet to Texas had given her
the illusion she was going on a nice vacation. But once she’d arrived at the
ranch and been taken into a private screening room to choose from a selection
of cowboys, her real purpose hit hard.
She’d come
to find the most sexual pleasure she’d ever known, which would be easy
considering she hadn’t found it with her former lovers.
Images of
the five cowboys she’d selected revolved through her mind. They were in the
audience right now. In a few minutes she’d step onto the stage and they’d fight
over who would win her.
She dragged
in a wavering gasp just as Isabel announced the first contestant was to take
the stage.
Holding her
breath with the rest of the women, Ruthie watched from the sidelines as a tall
girl with a pretty face and dishwater-blonde hair stood before the
cowboys.
Ruthie’s
mind clouded, and she stared at her simple, flat leather sandals. How had she
gotten here? From the third-grade classroom to a sex club. Her face
burned.
By the time
she lifted her gaze again, the first woman was coming offstage.
With a
cowboy.
Ruthie felt
her jaw drop as she came face-to-face with the dashing, muscled man in worn
denim, boots and hat. His shirt was blue plaid, sleeves rolled to his elbows,
displaying a tattoo of a rodeo belt buckle on his forearm.
“Take good
care of her, Elliot,” Isabel said with a grin.
He tipped
his hat at Isabel and hooked the woman’s arm more securely over his. He led her
through the throng of women and out the side door.
Oh my God.
Oh my God.
Ruthie
gasped for breath when contestant number two took the stage. She wore
ill-fitting clothes that disguised her body. When she took her place in the
spotlight, she smiled, and her whole appearance transformed.
“I wish we
could hear what they’re saying,” someone beside Ruthie whispered.
Me too. What
should she expect? More Q&A? How would she ever keep her knees from
knocking when faced with all that testosterone?
“Get ready,
Ruthie. It’s almost your turn.”
The knot in
her belly pulled tight, and she was pretty sure she knew what expression she
wore. In the classroom, it was one she’d come to recognize early—right before
the cleanup.
Contestant
number two came off stage, grinning like Miss America and guided by a tanned
hunk with his hand on the small of her back.
Ruthie
shivered, more aware of herself than ever before. Within minutes she’d be that
girl, and she’d have some cowboy’s hand on her.
All OVER me
with any luck.
“Ruthie,
you’re on!”
Sucking in a
deep breath, she stepped onto the stage. Her sandals were almost noiseless on
the polished floor. As soon as she stepped into the spotlight, she broke out in
a sweat. Her watermelon-colored cotton sundress clung to her damp skin, and she
squeezed her fingers together until her knuckles popped.
Her heart
throbbed heavily in her ears. Through the glare of lights, she could just make
out the line of cowboys. They sat in plush leather chairs with red buttons
before them.
Oh my God,
I’ve landed on a game show. And I’m the prize.
AUTHORS PLAYLIST
Mine – Christina Perri
Begin Again – Colbie Caillat
Stubborn Love – The Lumineers
Unsaid – The Fray
AUTHOR BIO
Em Petrova
lives in Backwoods, Pennsylvania, where she raises 4 kids and a Labradoodle
named Daisy Hasselhoff. Her heroes are hardworking heroes--in bed and out--and
she is known for panty-scorching erotic romance.
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