It is my absolute pleasure to bring you an excerpt from the latest release by Jennifer Simpkins, Loving Patience. You'll adore her stories, if you aren't a fan already. Jennifer's from Tennessee, so, she's a fellow southern gal writing about love in a small town. Normally, I'd kick her out for her choice in baseball teams, but she writes such yummy love stories, I'll make an exception. But only of she takes off that damn Yankees cap. Mainly, I'm happy for the chance to tweak her nose about the loss her beloved Yankees took on Opening Day. <grin> It was inevitable Jennifer and I would hook up. After all, her first novel and mine both flaunt our mutual love of baseball. You might see us talkin' smack throughout the season, but deep down, she knows I love her. While you're at it, treat yourself to the first book in her series about Patience, Tennessee, Forgiving Patience, too.
Enjoy the excerpt! I know I did.
Enjoy the excerpt! I know I did.
Blurb for Loving
Patience, Book 2 in the Patience Series:
Liza Dyer has spent her career counseling and guiding her patients towards a more fulfilling life, so it’s a shock when she can’t stop her own life from falling apart. After a cheating ex she decides to escape to
Patience, Tennessee. Instead of confiding in her long-time friend, she finds herself revealing her painful secrets to sexy, ladies’ man Tex Avery.
Tex is a confirmed bachelor every woman in Patience is trying to catch. He is the last thing Liza needs, but once again she can’t help herself—especially when he shows up at her hotel door looking depleted and leaving her breathless. It’s in her nature to want to help with the emotional pain Tex is going through, but her counseling is not welcomed. Liza is determined to not give up on him…but will their connection be enough to convince her to once again put her heart on the line.
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Excerpt:
After throwing off her
covers and trampling to the door, she unclasped the chain and yanked it open. “Tex
His gaze dropped and
slowly, he brought it back up to meet hers. Maybe she should have looked
through the peephole then she would have known she needed the robe, since it
was indeed a man this time. Her pajamas were not in any way sexy, but she did
have on a white shirt without a bra. She cleared her throat and refused to wrap
her arms around her chest so he could no longer see her nipples were hard. “Is
there a reason you’re here, because last time we talked you made it very clear
that we are not friends. That you, in no capacity, want me to counsel you…which I was not doing.”
“I brought you this.”
He held out a pot of golden flowers, which she couldn’t believe she didn’t see
the instant she opened the door.
“A mum? You brought me
a plant? Why?”
“I guess it’s my way of
apologizing. They have always been my mother’s favorite flower, and since y’all
had a good time...well, I just thought you would like them.”
“Thank you, but you
know I’m currently staying at a hotel. What am I supposed to do with it?”
“They like a lot of
sunshine, so I suggest sitting them outside your door.”
She brought them to her
nose to smell. “I’ll do that. Thanks but you didn’t have to bring it to me
tonight. It has to be after ten.”
“I just left my mom’s
and decided to stop by before I went home.”
She nodded and held her
tongue. Not knowing if Pearl
He stopped in his
tracks and turned around. She noticed how tired and beaten he looked. It didn’t
help that his jaw was still a little discolored from the punch he took. Without
saying anything, he walked toward her. She stepped back as he walked inside,
gazing at his profile. He was one glorious-looking man.
She watched as he
glanced around the room.
“You never seen a hotel
room before?” she asked with a slight laugh.
“I have, but not a
Town’s Inn room.”
She shook her head and
didn’t hide that she didn’t believe him for a second.
“What, you don’t
believe me?” he asked.
“I’ve heard things
about you. I just find it hard to believe a man with your type of reputation
has never taken a girl to the local hotel. I’ve seen your mom’s house. It’s not
big enough for you to quietly sneak a girl in and out of your window without
her hearing.”
He arched one brow to
cast a playfully wolfish look as he asked, “And what exactly have you heard?”
“Just that up until now
you have not been very selective with who’ve been with, and that between you
and Bradley, you pretty much have serviced the entire town of Patience
“Ouch. You don’t hold
back much, do you?”
She shrugged. “I just
tell it like it is.”
“I like that about you,
Liza. I was that guy, I guess, for a long while, but I’m just not looking for
the occasional hook-up anymore.” His eyes went dark.
Oh. God. Why did that
admission seem to relieve her in a big way? The temperature in the room felt
warmer. She forced herself to meet his deep eyes squarely, eyes that sparkled
with lust and desire. She swallowed the lump in her throat. “What are you
looking for?”
He slowly walked to
her, and though she knew she should have moved; she didn’t want to. She was not
going to back down from Tex.
He planted his lips on
hers, and his mouth took over like a man who knew exactly what he was doing. He
rubbed then slipped his tongue between her trembling lips. She started to
protest, then relaxed into it as she heard a low groan rumble from his chest.
That was enough to make her lose what little control she possessed.
Mmmm. God, yes. Now
this was kissing. She couldn’t get enough of his touch, his scent. Slipping her
fingers under his T-shirt, she explored the hardness of his back. Still, that
was not enough for her. She needed so much more. Eagerly, she pulled at his shirt
until he broke free of her lips and together they tugged the shirt over his
head. Her fingers splayed over the dark hair that fanned across his chest.
Damn…
His hands roamed her
back…her ass. The bulge hardening against her thigh had her hungering for more.
She started to move against his thighs, but he braced both of his hands firmly
on her waist and held her back. That was okay for now, because just kissing him
was that good.
“Shit,” he whispered
between kisses.
He pushed her against
the wall just behind the front door. With him lining kisses down her throat,
all she could do was press her body into his and sigh. She missed his mouth on
hers, but the things he was making her feel with the kisses he was laying on
her neck…the slopes of her shoulders…and right between her aching breasts was
more than enough to satisfy her.
He cursed again as he
tugged at her pants, not seeming distracted by the red and white Christmas
candy. She leaned her head back against the wall, closed her eyes, and let him
pull them all the way to the floor. She was literally going insane. She wanted
him urgently kissing her lips, while he kissed softly down her quivering
stomach. If only he could give both areas the same attention, at the same time.
Finding a little strength, she stepped out of her pants.
“Now, how did I know
you would be wearing lace?” A grin split his face.
He slowly traced the
outline of her panties, drifting downward to her thighs, sending little tingles
up her legs. She quivered under his touch and that seemed to make him want to
touch her more. There were no complaints coming from her.
Dropping to his knees,
he kissed a trail down her stomach, only stopping to lightly kiss the lacy
fabric covering her mound. She was way past the point of being wet. Ohhhh…this is
how it’s supposed to feel with a strong, masculine man. Him on his knees in
front of her, kissing and licking, sometimes even biting at her flesh, made her
feel like a goddess.
“I take it you like
lace,” she sighed, stifling a moan.
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