Blurb: Security expert and avowed city boy Reno Locke drops into a local bar to find a little loving to fill his off hours. Country boy Wilder Henderson swings in to blow off a little steam after winning a rodeo competition. Locke works up the nerve to hit on Wilder and takes him back to his room. He finds out this urban cowboy is just what he was looking for during The Layover.
Locke walked out of his pants and worked the buttons free of his shirt. It slid from his shoulders in the doorway to his bedroom. "I got neighbors, yeah, bu-- damn." He came to a dead stop and devoured the sight of the near naked man before him.
While he wouldn't say Wilder was ripped, he was defined. The lines of his abs curled all the way to the rise of his hips. As a horseman, he had broad, well muscled thighs and through the shed of clothing across the small main room, the man was still wearing his hat.
Locke grinned wickedly, tugging his tie from his neck. He dropped it to the floor and backed into the small bedroom. "Leave the hat on.”
With a tip of his Stetson Wilder crossed the abbreviated foyer. His bravado showed in his stride, a cocky strut of pending glory awaiting him just feet ahead. He lingered just past the doorway, giving a low whistle before he struck out for the bed again. He fingered a small length of rope he palmed from his jeans pocket.
About the Author
Fully equipped with an overactive imagination, C.V. Madison is an urban fantasy, horror and romance writer from Columbus, Ohio. Through the month of November she can be found in local coffeehouses, over-caffeinated and surrounded by other crazed writers banging out fifty thousand words in thirty days. She is a licensed massage therapist, addicted to Twitter and can be found at http://cvmadison.com