Blurb:
Nurse Practitioner Emily Slater wants a home of her own in a welcoming community. She fell in love with Pinecone Creek and hopes to connect with the people she serves and give back to her town. Emily needs the kind of relationships that last a lifetime.
Brothers Mike and Paul Lambert have always called Pinecone Creek home. They need a woman to share their lives and their bed. One look at Emily sends their hopes soaring, and they spin dreams of having a family and children. Their protective instincts roar to the surface whenever they’re close to her. Even though they’ve been disappointed before, they’re willing to risk their hearts again.
But Emily hasn’t finished unpacking and her ‘to-do’ list is a mile long. The men are panty-dampening hunks, and they make her feel safe, but she isn’t ready to commit to the brothers quite yet. And that cabin she just bought? Someone or something doesn’t want Emily there.
Excerpt:
“That’s Letty Nelsen’s old place. No one’s lived there in a while. Not since—” Mike’s gaze traveled downward.
“Letty got murdered,” Angie finished. “People say strange things happen out there at night. Lights, sounds of a woman crying and moaning…” She shivered.
“The realtor told me a lady died there, but he didn’t say anything about a murder. I’m not sure if I believe in ghosts or hauntings, but that is awful. I planned on stopping out there tonight to unload tools, take measurements, and try to get an idea of how much DIY is in my future.” And how much it’ll cost, Emily thought. “But I haven’t been back in weeks. Can you give me directions? It’s no fun wandering around in the dark.”
“Tell you what. Why don’t you follow me?” Mike offered.
“Oh, thanks, but I don’t want to put you out. If you don’t mind just directing me…” Emily honestly didn’t want to impose on Mike, but going off with a strange man to an isolated cabin in the woods wasn’t a smart thing to do—no matter how nice he seemed or how fast a woman might drown in his soulful brown eyes or notice the muscles straining against the Henley underneath his flannel shirt or…
“No trouble. It’s on my way home,” Mike coaxed.
“You’ll be safe with Mike. Besides, I know you’re leaving with him, so he’d be in for a big hurt if you disappeared!” Angie declared while she cleared their plates.
“Thanks, Angie.” Mike rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“My pleasure, Mike,” Angie answered over her shoulder before she disappeared into the kitchen.
“With a reference like that, how can I say no?” Emily laughed and laid some bills on the counter. “If you’re sure it won’t take you out of your way, I’d appreciate the help.”
About the Author:
Pia Manning is
the erotic romance author behind the Caveman Creek series. She is married to a
wonderful man. Rides herd on four cats (not easy to do) and canine Noodles the Schnoodle
(schnauzer/poodle cross), raises monarchs, and plays Clash of Clans. Not a
morning person.
Find Pia at:
Website: https://www.piamanning.com
Siren Bookstrand page: https://www.bookstrand.com/pia-manning
Amazon Author Pg: https://www.amazon.com/author/northofhwy8
Apple Books: https://www.apple.co/4aOraBY
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/caveman%20creek
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/piamanning3
Email: pia.manning@yahoo.com
All Author: https://allauthor.com/book/87193/hometown-spirits/
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