Friday, November 21, 2014

Designed for Love by Kelsey Browning Excerpt Tour-- Day 6!

Hey guys! Today we're taking part in an excerpt tour for Kelsey Browning who is just an awesome lady. I've got excerpt 6 :D If you'd like to check out the rest of them the links are below. Also! Kelsey is hosting a Thankful for Romance Facebook Party from Friday, November 21 – Monday, November 24 and will be featuring a whole bunch of authors. If you'd like to join in on that just click HERE. Okay! On with the excerpt! Enjoy yall!
That’s how Mac McLaughlin sees her, anyway. And now that he’s enduring a temporary self-imposed exile in tiny Shelbyville, Texas, he’s seeing her way too often. Mac only wants to succeed as the contractor for the Lily Lake development in order to rebuild his reputation and return to Dallas, pronto. A sexy distraction like Ashton was not in the plans.

Ashton kissed her trust fund goodbye and left her life as a society princess to prove she could make it on her own. Developing Lily Lake is her big chance, but it’s hard to stay focused working side-by-side with bossy, rough-around-the-edges Mac. Especially when he pulls off his shirt.
When the discovery of an endangered species derails the project, Mac can’t afford to stick around for a stalled job. His and Ashton’s explosive chemistry aside, he’s outta there…unless she can convince him that they just might be able to build something together.

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This is excerpt 6 of the tour.
You can find the links for the previous excerpts at the bottom of the post.

Holy shit. Hurricane Ashton hits again. Mac watched her cuddle her dog as though he’d just won a blue ribbon prize at some fancy-ass dog show. Meanwhile, Mac had dog piss dripping down his arm. He swiped a feminine hygiene product off the floor to dry his skin.

Huh. Who knew? Those commercials touting extra absorbency weren’t full of shit. He glanced around for a trashcan. Nothing.

He just sighed and stuffed the pad into his back pocket. Not as if this little scenario could get much worse anyway. And to think he’d simply stopped to buy chili for dinner. He should get one of the weather predictor things. Maybe it would tell him when the hurricane and her dog were within striking distance.
And wasn’t it completely screwed up that he’d wanted Ashton Davenport since the first day he’d spotted her? With her yes-you-can-mess-me-up-good blond hair, curvy-enough-to-grip hips, and just-right rack, every time he ran into her around town, his first impulse was to shove her up against the nearest vertical surface and see if he could shut that sassy mouth up with his.

Even now, with the wreck her dog had made around them, he had to beat back the need to two-step her toward a rack of processed cheese and check her tonsils.

But he didn’t need that kind of trouble. For some reason, this former Houston debutante had made Shelbyville her new home, but he was here for one purpose only. Bank enough change to get his ass back to Dallas. Which he couldn’t do until he paid off the subcontractors he’d left hanging when his construction company tanked.

Sure, he’d dated a few high-maintenance types in the past. Ashton Davenport? Her maintenance needs were so stratospheric he couldn’t see them clearly even if he squinted.

Didn’t keep him from watching her ass anytime she was walking away from him. Didn’t keep him from wondering how those long legs would feel wrapped around him. Didn’t keep him from wanting what he should never want in the first place.

Hell, the woman couldn’t control her dog. He’d heard her interior design business was all but a ghost town. And if there was anything he needed like he needed another hole in the head, it was a woman with a life as screwed up as his. Yeah, she might have money to throw at her troubles, but that didn’t seem to be solving her problems right now.
Since the Piggly Wiggly was the only major grocery store in Shelbyville, in the future she’d either be paying convenience store prices or driving to the next town for groceries.

“I’m…” Ashton paused, closed those gorgeous blue eyes. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am that Napoleon…”

“Peed down my arm?”

She nodded without opening her eyes. Why that made him want to turn her into his arms and give her a hug, he had no idea. “He’s never done anything quite this…”

“Out of control?” Yeah, the place was a friggin’ wreck, but it had been kinda funny to see the manager about pop an artery watching Ashton’s dog jump around in the meat case.

“He just wanted his normal dinner.”

“And that’s what?”


“Pretty sure you’re not talking about some fancy-ass dog food.”

“No. Tenderloin cut two inches thick.”

Holy Christ, he hadn’t even eaten a steak that prime since…well, he wasn’t sure when. “He like those bacon-wrapped?”

Ashton’s eyes popped open. “It’s not funny.” Still, her lips moved, and she swiped a hand across them as though to wipe away a smile.

“I think it would’ve been a helluva lot easier to hit the meat counter first. More likely the little emperor would’ve stayed in his purse that way.”

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