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      The best mistakes are worth repeating...

      There’s no room for chaos in interior designer Gloria Hurst’s life. Everything in order, everything under control. No exceptions. Well, aside from one wicked, messy, incredibly passionate night with rodeo rider Dillon Cross. He’s macho, overconfident and sex appeal incarnate. He’s everything Gloria despises...so why is he the secret star of her wildest dreams?

      Now her control is about to be seriously tested. Dillon has hired her to help him sell a ranch he’s inherited. Gloria can’t escape him, or the way he ignites a delicious hunger in her for more than just his body. Dillon Cross is a mistake Gloria wants to make over and over again...until she loses control and all hell breaks loose.

      “It’s not like there’s anything between us...”

      With a hand on the wall above her head, Dillon leaned right down. Gloria’s lids fluttered and she tilted her face up, like she wanted him to kiss her. “This sure as hell feels like something,” he whispered.

      “It’s not,” she panted back.

      “Felt like more than something last night.” He wanted to touch her face because there was that blush, spreading like a wildfire up from her chest into her cheeks, and he needed to know how it felt.

      “It wasn’t.” She licked her lips in between ragged breaths.

      He leaned down and for a second—maybe not even—their lips touched. Then she ducked beneath his arm and scurried to the other side of the small room.

      “This will not happen again...”

      Dear Reader,

      I had so much fun writing Big Sky Seduction because it’s set in one of my favorite parts of the country, Montana, where the sky is endless and the mountains stand guardian over the forests and hills. Not to mention there is something so sexy about the Montana cowboy. Dillon Cross is my ultimate hero: proud, stoic, the kind of man born of the elements, as solid as the Rocky Mountains, with spring water running through his veins. He’s the kind of man who knows how to treat a woman and it doesn’t hurt that he’s got plenty of rope and knows how to use it. Yeehaw!

      On a more personal note, the setting of this story harkens back to my youth. I grew up in a place very similar to Half Moon Creek, and our small town hosted the annual county fair and rodeo, similar to the one that takes place in the book. Would you believe that I made my rodeo debut when I was twelve? Maybe I didn’t catch the greased, squealing pig as we chased it around the ring, but it was an experience I’ll never forget (or repeat).

      If you’re from the city, like Gloria, I hope you fall in love with Half Moon Creek and its cast of quirky characters, but most of all with Dillon, because—seriously—what’s not to love? (Sigh) Oh, and if you enjoy this book, watch for upcoming releases from Daire St. Denis at dairestdenis.com and like me on Facebook at facebook.com/dairestdenis.

      Happy reading!

      Daire St. Denis

      Big Sky Seduction

      Daire St. Denis

      

www.millsandboon.co.uk

      New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author DAIRE ST. DENIS is an adventure seeker, an ancient history addict, a seasonal hermit and a wine lover. She calls the Canadian Rockies home and has the best job ever: writing smoking-hot contemporary romance where the pages are steeped in sensuality and there’s always a dash of the unexpected. Find out more about Daire and subscribe to her newsletter at dairestdenis.com.

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      OH, DEAR GOD...

      Gloria’s vision narrowed, like the shutter of a camera in ultra slow motion, closing in smaller and smaller. Her chest ached as if an elephant was sitting on her and a knot the size of a fist formed in her stomach.

      No.

      Not here.

      Not now.

      Carefully, she lifted the big, rough hand from her hip and rolled, or tried to, but her legs were stuck—entwined—between two large, tree-trunk-sized limbs.

      “Mmm.” A hand slid around her waist and snuggled her even closer to that massive

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