Hola! Hope you are all having a wonderful Thursday. I'm doing well, just off to another day of college. Before I go, I have the inspiring and very kind Ann B. Harrison. A few months ago, Ann was my very first blog guest, so naturally that makes her one of my most favoritest(yes, I have decided that is now a word) people ever. :-)
Today she is sharing Taming the Outback, which released last August with Breathless Press.
Ann: Libby is a widow with two kids, a job going nowhere and a mortgage that she can barely afford. When she is told of an inheritance, she jumps at the chance to take her kids to the country and start a new life.
Unfortunately for her, the neighbor Nathan is horrified that a city chick is even thinking she can manage a large farm and tries to talk her into going back to what she knows.
Libby is determined to stick it out and keep her little family together.
The only problem is, Nathan does something to her sense of calm. When he is around, her temper is frayed, her emotions on a roller coaster.
She plans to seduce him thinking that once she does, things will settle down and she will be happier.
“Damn, damn, damn,” she muttered, slamming her hand down on the steering wheel.
“What the hell just happened?” yelled Josh, his voice high with fright.
“The car has overheated,” said Libby knowing full well that there was more to it than that.
“Can you start it again when it cools down?” he asked.
“I don’t know, Josh,” Libby said, her heart pounding as she tried to think of what chances they had of being rescued on this dark deserted road. Trying to sound brave she turned to him with an attempt at positive thinking. “Let’s wait and see, shall we.”
“Just great,” he snapped in his usual angry tone. “What a welcome to the country, broken down on the side of the road, no houses in sight and no hope of recovery.”
Holly sat quietly thumb in her mouth, holding onto Henry, with her gaze on her mother.
“Let’s just give it a minute, okay?” said Libby. “If the car won’t start, I will call Aaron and ask him to send Tom to get us. We aren’t that far from the farm.”
They sat in silence for 15 minutes before Libby felt confident that the car would have cooled down enough to start again. She sat up in her seat and put her hand on the key. Turning it, she held her breath. The clicking sound made her groan and she quickly turned off the key slumping back in her seat.
“I think you killed it, Mum,” said Josh.
“Thanks. I kind of figured that much.”
“What do we do now?” asked Holly in a small scared voice.
Before she could answer, lights blinded her in the rear vision mirror. She put her hand up to shield her eyes and got out of the car, telling the kids to stay put.
The four wheel drive truck pulled up behind her and the front door opened. She couldn’t see the occupant until he stood right in front of her, towering over her in the dim light. He was dressed in dusty work clothes, jeans snug on his broad hips. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows showing off strong tanned arms. An old worn hat was pushed down over his short hair, hiding his face as he stood looking down at her.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a deep voice that rolled over her triggering something familiar deep in her brain.
“No, my car overheated and now it won’t start,” said Libby sighing as she followed him to the front of the vehicle.
He shone a torch at the bonnet and told her to release it. He lifted the bonnet and stuck his head under it and looked around with his torch, muttering and cursing. He slammed it back down and turned to her.
“You have a broken radiator hose,” said the stranger. “The top one has completely blown and the bottom one is on its way out. Don’t you check your car at all? It’s a bloody mess under that hood.”
“My car runs fine normally,” said Libby, her back straightening. “But thanks for looking at it anyway. I won’t hold you up any longer.”
“Testy little thing, aren’t you?” he said, pushing his hat back on his head as he came closer to her his face barely visible in the fading light. “We don’t leave women on the side of the road out in this country.”
“What are you doing here?” Libby asked as she recognised the lawyer that had made such an impression on her at Aarons.
“I live here. The question should be ‘what’re you doing here?” he replied with a sneer before walking away from her.
Leaning on the back of his dust covered truck he pulled his mobile phone from his pocket and punched in a number. He glanced over at Libby pacing back and forward while he waited for someone to pick up.
He had known that she was due soon but he didn’t expect to meet her out on the highway, broken down.
“Tom, its Nathan, I’m out on the side of the road at the highway end, just before the turnoff. I think I have something that belongs to you,” he said grimacing as he looked back towards the women watching him. “You had better bring the truck out. Yeah, sure, I’ll wait with her. Don’t be too long, she’s a little bit fiery. Sure, bye.”
“So,” he said to walking back to stand before Libby. His heart was thumping and a thin sheen of sweat was making his face heat up as he let his gaze run over her body from her pert nose to her long bare legs. He noticed the blush on her cheeks while he scrutinised her under the torch light. Damn you Uncle Aaron, cute and fiery, he thought, too dangerous out here. If circumstances were different, another time and place he could get attached to this women. “You are the city chick that’s going to take Quincy Station into the black, eh? I wonder if you know what you are taking on, sweetheart?”
Ann swears she was born with a book in her hand and has never put it down. A lifelong love of reading has finally culminated in achieving her dream of writing…and publication.
She lives in the middle of the desert in Australia in a small mining town with her own handsome hero of many years. Ann has always loved the ups and downs of life in small communities and she shares this with readers in her rural romances.
Strong, spunky heroines with a good dose of sass thrown in feature in her stories. Of course these women need an equally strong hero. Bring on the Outback hero and watch the passion ignite.
When not writing, Ann runs a day care centre and looks after young children for working Mums and Dads. In her spare time, she enjoys reading, walking her very large dog, Hugo, and fighting with her computer.
To learn more about Ann and check out her other titles, visit the links below!