It's a long and winding road…

I'm talking about revising, and adding, to the Six Pack Ranch series. The first book, Rocky Mountain Heat, will be out in November, and I'm getting the pleasure now of adding more to the story. Making it shinier–since it was one of my first books released I've grown a lot over the past couple years.

But getting to revisit old friends is so much fun. Tiny unedited tidbit:

Travis carried the bag to the counter and Jaxi grabbed the other supplies she needed, pulling a crock-pot over and loading it with the fixings for overnight cooking.

She was in the middle of measuring vanilla when he stepped behind her, reaching around to grab the brown sugar. He adjusted the lid carefully, organizing her supplies. All the while he stayed close, rubbing and bumping against her at every chance.

Double oh brother.

She glanced across the room. Yeah, the twins had noticed. Joel opened his mouth, probably to lambaste Travis, but his damn competitive spirit would just encourage him more. It had taken a long time to figure out Travis's weak spots, but now that she knew them, she had no objection to exploiting them.

"If you're all going to hang out and get in my way, you may as well be useful. Jesse, grab me the eggs from the fridge. Joel, I need some cheese grated, about a cup, please. Travis, move your ass back two feet or I'll be using your balls for playing marbles."

Jesse snorted.

Travis stepped away. "You don't want to be doing that."

"Course she doesn't," Joel teased. "That would be like playing with peewees. Makes it tough to win anything."