Jillian Chantal

Today’s guest is an author friend from Secret Cravings Publishing. She’s an awesome person and very giving and supportive. Say hello to my pal, Jaydyn.

Good Morning Readers,
Before we get started, let me take a second to thank Jillian for having me for her guest today. And, if you all leave a comment, I’ll drop your name in the cowboy hat for a chance to win a pdf. Of WILD…Have a great day! Jaydyn

EXCERPT/WILD/CHELCEE

“The bullet—”
“You haven’t had it removed?” He tried to wrap his mind around his chaotic thoughts, get them in order, and at the same time, comprehend how much pain she must be in if a bullet was still lodged in her after so many days.
“I told you, I left in a hurry.”
Nope. He wasn’t falling for her lies. He didn’t believe her. She was up to something. Jayla Ross was always up to something. And if she didn’t stop rubbing below his ear with her nose, well, he was going to be up to something too. He jolted under her touch. “Jesus Christ, woman, stop licking me. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” A man couldn’t get a break here, and he needed one in a bad way.
“Sampling you,” she replied without a hint of shame or remorse. “I’ve always wondered what you taste like. I figure this is my one and only chance to find out. I want to lick you all over, absorb your flavor on my tongue until I forget—”
“For the love of God, are you sniffing me?”
“Well…you smell good…like wood, smoke, and leather,” she said in a defensive voice. “Stop being so grouchy and let me enjoy you.”
“Jesus Christ.” He felt like a prize stallion being led to stud service. “You’re a pushy little thing, aren’t you? But then that’s what I remember best about you, except for the fact you’re also an accomplished actress and liar. For the last time, stop burrowing your nose against my throat.”
“But I like your scent. I love the way you taste, too, like snow and wind an–and–fresh mountain air.”
“Stop it or I’ll drop you on your ass,” he warned. “I don’t like you rubbing against me like that.”
“Grouch.”
“Yeah, I’m a grouch where you’re concerned.” He took a step and whistled sharply for the mare.
“Ouch! Don’t move so fast. You’re jiggling me around.” She bit her full lower lip. “I’ll leave you alone, if that’s what you really want.” She flinched. Rapid tears rushed to her eyes. “It hurts when you jar me like that.”
He cut his gaze at her. “I only took one step, so cut the act. You’re the helpless female in distress with a bullet in her shoulder. Ya wanna tell another one before that one gets cold?”
“You don’t believe I’m shot?” She sounded incredulous. Eyes wide. Lips parted.
“I’m beginning to doubt it. I think you’d say anything to save your ass, though God knows what kind of trouble you’ve managed to get yourself in. I don’t wanna know. So no, I don’t care, and no, I don’t believe your insane tale of getting shot.”
“Well I am shot,” she huffed. She grimaced when he jostled her again.
He hurried on toward the horse, ignoring her groan. Jayla was quite skilled at acting. He’d best not forget that.
“I drove for three days and two nights to get to you,” she said, her voice trembling. “My arm hurt every mile of the way here. It still hurts, but I needed…” Her words faded away on a ragged breath.
“You needed what?” he asked, curious to see what she’d come up with next.
“You. I needed you.”
“Right. What is this sudden, burning necessity you have for me?” Like he believed her phony act? No one needed him, least of all Jayla Ross.
“It isn’t sudden,” she said.

Blurb:

A wild gamble…uneven odds…an assassin’s bullet…
She’d do anything―The only witness to the first lady’s assassination, Jayla Ross is the next target. She flees to Montana to the one man she knows can keep her safe, and save the life of her unborn child―except, she’s the last person he’d ever agree to help…
He’d risk everything―Wild Remington spent five years in prison because of Jayla’s lies, and now, with a bullet in her shoulder, she’s asking him for help―right in time to be trapped in the wilds of Montana in the middle of a blizzard…
Jayla and Wild―two people who have nothing left to lose and perhaps everything to gain…

AUTHOR BIO–JAYDYN CHELCEE
Jaydyn Chelcee is a native of Oklahoma. She has traveled extensively in the western half of the United States where she searches for settings for her novels. One of her favorite sites in her contemporary western romances is Montana. She is the author of the best selling Montana Men Series.
In the Arms of Danger, No Holds Barred, Too Hot to Handle/Too Close to the Fire, and Playing for Keeps are available in multi-formats at Secret Cravings Publishing and Amazon.com
Available now from Secret Cravings publishing–WILD, book five and the conclusion of the Montana Men Series.
Also available from Secret Cravings Publishing: The extended releases of Witch’s Brew, Witch’s Heart, Witch’s Moon, Witch’s Magic, and Witch’s Fire, of the Winslow Witches of Salem Series written under Tabitha Shay.
All releases available at Amazon.com
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Email: jaydyn@jaydynchelcee.com