Good morning. Today I have the great opportunity to showcase multipublished author Cat Johson and her new release. I met Cat at Authors After Dark in New Orleans and managed not to do too much of a fangirl freak-out on her. She's been one of my favorite authors since I read Trey: Red, Hot, & Blue #1 aloud to my husband. I was thrilled to find out the series continued. Cat writes hot, funny, and heartfelt. Now I'm here to give her a warm send off. The Commander is the last story in this series and she's saved the best for last. Cat has generously offered an excerpt for you to enjoy and it's good.
But first, the Blurb for The Commander (Red, Hot, & Blue):
To his men on his SpecOps team,
Hank Miller is simply the commander. The military is his life, and that’s all
he needs—until he travels to Pigeon Hollow for a wedding and meets the woman
his men reverently call “Mama”.
Lois Gordon is nothing like
Hank envisioned. Instead of the plump, older woman happily baking pies in her
farmhouse kitchen, Lois is a smart, sexy powerhouse who runs Gordon Equine…and
tempts him to break all his own rules.
The heat between them quickly
flares into a weekend fling hotter than Lois’s oven. But with Hank’s dangerous
career and two failed marriages between them, forever could be too much to ask
for.
Warning: Contains one
smoking-hot mama and a man tough enough to not need pot holders to handle her.
Matt stared
toward the group near the house. “Can you believe she’s old enough to be Jimmy
and Jack’s mother?”
“I know.” Trey
shook his head. “She must have been a teenager when she had Jimmy.”
The rest of
the group turned to look at the woman who was now in Jack’s arms.
“Wait a
minute. That’s Mama?” Hank nearly choked. The tempting brunette in the
flip-flops, blue jeans and well-filled T-shirt? The one he’d been staring at
and drooling over for the past few minutes?
“Yup.” Matt
nodded.
“No way.” Bull
squinted into the distance. “I pictured her looking like Betty Crocker or Mrs.
Butterworth. You know, short, plump, wearing an apron covered in flour and
holding a pie in her hands.”
That was how
Hank had visualized her too. He certainly hadn’t thought he’d be imagining
rolling around sweaty with her like he’d been since he first laid eyes on the
tempting woman.
“Are you sure
that’s Mama?” Hank couldn’t wrap his mind around this revelation.
“Of course,
we’re sure.” Trey laughed. “Matt and I were here during our leave last year.”
“Visiting Jack
and Jimmy,” Matt added.
“Yes, I know.”
Hank had more productive things to worry about than what shady things these two
jokers had done. Things such as why was the one woman he’d been interested in
since his divorce the mother of two of the men under his command? That made the
situation as sticky as one of her famous pies.
Hank watched
as Jimmy hustled an ill-looking Lia into the house. Jared and the blonde
followed them inside with the suitcases from the trunk of the convertible, and
Jack escorted Mama back toward the SUV...and Hank.
His heart rate
sped the closer she got, and he smothered a curse at how his body reacted to
her like he was a damn teenager. This was the last thing he needed, a schoolboy
crush on an off-limits woman.
He searched
for a reason to not be attracted to Mama, besides the fact that she was Mama.
He knew Jack and Jimmy’s father had left when they were young. He didn’t seem
to be in the picture at all. Maybe Mama had a boyfriend. A woman who looked
that good wouldn’t stay alone long. Yeah, that would be good. If she were
dating, the guy would be invited to the wedding, and then Hank wouldn’t be
tempted to even think about her. He blew out a soft breath as Mama took another
step toward him.
Perhaps if he
kept thinking of her as Mama, he’d remember how off-limits she was. That
was his plan and he was sticking to it. Though his resolve wavered as she stood
in front of him.
“Commander,
this is my mama, Lois Gordon,” Jack introduced them. “Mama, Commander Hank
Miller.”
Up close she
looked even more like her sons. Like them, she had hazel eyes and golden-brown
hair, except hers fell to her shoulders in soft, sun-kissed waves.
Hank extended
his hand. “Mrs. Gordon, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Your boys have told me so
much about you.”
Everything except how young
and attractive she was. That bit of information would have been nice to have in
advance.
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For Cat Johnson:
Cat Johnson is a NY Times & USA Today bestselling
author writing contemporary romance. A self-proclaimed promo ‘ho, she
is known for her creative marketing and research practices.
Consequently, Cat has sponsored bull riding rodeo cowboys, owns an
entire collection of cowboy boots and camouflage shoes for book signings
and a fair number of her consultants wear combat or cowboy boots for a
living. As a hybrid author, she writes both full length and shorter
works and is currently contracted for series with publishers Kensington
and Samhain, as well as self-published.
You can find her here:
http://www.CatJohnson.net
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