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About the author:
Who I am:
Gina Cole is an alternate pen name for avid romance writer Ginny Sterling. She enjoys telling tales that tug at the heart.
About my books:
Writing both steamy Contemporary and Time Travel romances with a flair for the happily ever after. The Timeless Brides series is a fun, outlandish, group of sexy books that are designed to delight and surprise readers.
Why I write:
A true romantic at heart, every book is written with the idea that laughter and love go hand in hand. Try a book today and fall hopelessly in love with the characters created.
What inspired you to write your book?
When I wrote Lady Luck's Cowboy – I knew I couldn't be finished with the story because Beth's tale *had* to be written. She is obnoxious, outrageous and made me laugh like crazy. The thought of a brash young woman hiding a soft center had me curious and urged me to tell her side.
On the flip side – when you have someone so outlandish as Beth, who would be her perfect parter but the complete opposite: Scott, a shy, bookish virgin that was basically hit head on like the beaches at Normandy by this aggressive woman.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“You two fools are too much,” Beth teased softly, but there was a hint of envy in her voice that she tried to hide. How could she not be envious of them? I mean, she had diddly and squat in her life right now. A craptacular job with a hermit of a roommate. There was nothing happy, glowing, or joyous in her life. It was monotony at the very finest.
Fuck it, she thought wryly. I need a damn change and a miracle.
Beth marched right over to where Scott was standing with his back to the audience, his hands looped over the railing. The man was equipped with a set of shoulders that would make a linebacker look like a chump! She marveled at the way the material of his shirt was stretched to the point it might tear across his biceps. Oh yes, she was going for something different, right freakin’ now .
Beth tapped his shoulder and the moment he glanced over, she leaned down and kissed him thoroughly. This was no peck at all. This was an “I teach CPR” lip lock that made her knees weak. The moment he realized that he was being kissed, his tongue stroked hers , taking the wind out of her lungs. Oh, my word , he is deliciousness on a stick! The moment she broke the kiss, she licked the side of his lips for good measure.
“Divine,” she whispered and stood up, just in time to see him lose his grip and fall to the ground below with a thud. Leaning over the railing, her eyes locked with his as she wiped the side of her mouth knowingly with a possessive stare at him. He might not seem to be all that and a bag of chips, but she’d sure as hell try him on for size a few times! Waving her fingers at him, she watched as he picked himself up and several clowns came over to help dust him off.
“That was for luck! I thought you were supposed to be good for longer than eight seconds, buster? You’d better be much better than that on Wednesday!” Beth challenged and dusted off her hands, taking her seat primly with a satisfied smile on her face. She didn’t wait for his response or what he said. She didn’t need to hear it. The man was delicious and built like a freight train, one she intended to ride.
Scott McStudmuffin, or whatever his name was, had no idea what was heading his way.