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2/10/2016

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Today I am featuring another excerpt from my newest release, "Kept by her Cowboy Daddy"! This is a sequel to "Her Cowboy Daddy" that released summer of last year. Though it follows Scarlett and Colton and pretty much picks up where the first left off, it also has some new characters! My favorite--she was just so much fun to write!--is Aunt Tish, a firm, no-nonsense British governess who steps in to punish Scarlett when Colton is away.

            “But you already spanked me!”
            “That I did, lovely. But if I recall, I also promised you extras for unnecessarily delaying a well-earned smacking.”
            “But you did smack me.” Scarlett winced the moment the words left her lips. Great, she even had her talking like her now.
            “Of course. And after this, the next time I tell you to get over my knee you’ll be quick about it.”
            Ugh. She didn’t like where this was going! Sure enough, once she’d sat down and pulled Scarlett back over her lap—hadn’t they just done this?!—she reached toward the coffee table where she’d laid out her bag of horrors. Her eyes were riveted to the table as she watched Aunt Tish’s hand hover over one before sliding to the next. When she picked up the one she wanted, a gasp escaped Scarlett’s parted lips.
            “Fancy it, do you?”
            Aunt Tish flicked her wrist, testing it. At the sound of the leather strap whipping through the air, Scarlett closed her eyes. She couldn’t look anymore. Her heart had already sunk to her stomach, she didn’t think it could go any lower than that.
            “This one, let’s just say it’s very dear to my heart. I’m sure you’ll find that, even if you don’t particularly fancy it, it does a brilliant job of getting naughty miscreants back in line. See if you don’t agree when we’re through.”
            Before Scarlett could say that she believed her, no demonstration necessary, the crack of the leather rang throughout the room. It was louder, it seemed to her ears, than the cry she let out when she felt its sting. She’d wondered briefly—in-between worrying about what implement she was going to be faced with—why Aunt Tish hadn’t bothered to pull back her dress. Now she had her answer, as contact with the implement was being focused solely on the backs of her legs which she could get to perfectly well.

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Maddie Taylor link
2/10/2016 08:32:50 pm

Ouch! Aunt Tish sounds like a real pain in Scarlett's tush, LOL. Delightful little excerpt, Dinah.

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Kathryn Blake link
2/10/2016 10:45:59 pm

And Aunt Tish seemed like such a nice lady, too. Who knew?

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Jennifer Reynolds
2/12/2016 01:27:24 pm

Poor thing. This lesson will stick with her. Nice snippet

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