Snippet Saturday ~ Unusual Settings
Welcome to another Snippet Saturday! Today's theme is Unusual Settings! I'm sharing an excerpt from my July 19th release Seducing Allie (already in the top 100 romance pre-sale at Amazon–yay!) Check out my excerpt and then blog hop to others to enjoy the fun.
He's going to show this wedding crasher just how dirty the outdoors can be.
Seattle Steam, Book 3
Allison Siegel is out to stop a wedding. With one of her best childhood friends about to marry a gold-digger, who wouldn't at least try to stage an intervention? Apparently, her other childhood bestie, Clint.
The minute Allie grew out of her sneakers and into her curves, Clint's hormones went ballistic. But she had eyes only for Ken, so Clint made himself scarce, even after the relationship fizzled. Now she's back, looking better than ever–and hell-bent on sabotaging Ken's wedding. So Clint knows he needs to do whatever it takes to head her off at the pass.
Kidnapped! Allison can't believe it. Now she's stuck in the Montana backwoods fending off nature's friends, and fighting a losing battle to resist Clint–the sexiest forest ranger on the planet.
Clint has big plans for Allie. Not only will he convince a city girl that she needs to embrace her inner nature freak, but he's going to prove there's sparks flying in more places than just the campfire.
Warning: This book contains a city girl out of her element, a forest ranger determined to keep her there, and a campfire seduction hot enough to melt more than just marshmallows.
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EXCERPT
He slowed the SUV to around twenty miles per hour, easing them gently over the small back road leading them deeper into the forest and toward the lake.
The constant bouncing of the vehicle must have jostled Allison awake, because he heard her groan and shift on the seat.
"Ouch. I have the worst crick in my neck."
"You probably slept on it wrong." He glanced in the rearview mirror at her.
"Yeah," she scowled. "Because it's so easy to sleep right in a car."
Grouchy, was she? His mouth thinned as he focused his gaze back on the road.
She gasped. "Oh my God. Where the hell are we? There're trees. Everywhere."
"Welcome to Glacier National Park."
"Why are we in a national park?" Her voice squeaked. "Are you taking me on a picnic or something?"
"No. I'm taking you camping."
Dead silence met his calm statement. He held his breath and slunk a bit lower in the seat, anticipating another granola bar aimed at his head.
He lifted his gaze to the rearview to catch a glimpse of her reaction. Her eyes had widened to half dollar size, her mouth hung slack.
"No," she finally choked hoarsely. "Did you miss that whole part where I said I didn't camp?"
"It'll be good for you."
"Look you may be a God damn forest ranger, but I am a girl who needs a toilet that flushes."
"Trust me, after a few days of using a pit toilet you'll be a pro."
The scream she let out should have broken the windows in his SUV.
"No. Oh my God, no." She unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for the door handle.
"The child locks are on back there now," he said. "Not like it would matter anyway. It's a long walk back to the main road. And an even longer one to any form of civilization."
He slowed the vehicle and turned into the campsite he'd used many times before.
"We're here anyway." He turned off the engine and climbed out of the SUV.
The familiar smell of clean, crisp air and earth hit him and he inhaled deeply, closing his eyes.
Montana. Every time he came back from a trip to the city he always wondered how he could ever leave it.
This was home.
He glanced in the back of the vehicle. Allison sat stock still, eyes still wide as she stared out the window.
His mouth curved into a smile. And she'd been all too eager to get out of the car just a minute ago.
Walking slowly around to her side, he pulled open the door.
"Come on out and get some fresh air."
"The air in here is fine."
"Trust me, it's even better out here." His grin widened. "Besides, I could use your help pitching a tent."
Her head swiveled to him. "Oh no. If you want to pitch a tent, then you do it yourself. I want nothing to do with you or your tent pitching."
He strode forward and grabbed her hand, tugging her out of his vehicle. "Think of it as an adventure."
"It's been an adventure since you kidnapped me yesterday morning."
Relieved that she didn't resist and had stepped outside, he didn't immediately let go of her hand. She didn't seem in any hurry to release his anyway. In fact her grip tightened as her glance darted around the campsite.
The blood moved a little faster through his veins as he breathed in the scent of her. Her perfume from yesterday was gone—washed off in the shower this morning no doubt, and with nothing but soap to replace it. But her scent, the smell of Allison was still there. And God help him, being this close to her nearly set his blood on fire. Sitting next to her at breakfast had been a trial in itself.
"It's so…isolated," she whispered.
"Yes. That's why I love it."
"And you want me to sleep in a…a tent?"
"Yes." He squeezed her hand. "You've done it before, Allie."
"When I was like eight!"
"Right. I considered the fact you might be a bit out of practice and brought the big tent and a blow-up bed."
"Two blow-up beds."
"One. This isn't a negotiation, Allie. It is what it is." He released her hand and moved to open the back of his SUV. "We should set up camp before the sun goes down."
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