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Starla Kaye
Blushing Books
Category:
Romance
Publisher: Black Velvet Seductions
ISBN-10: 0980224675
Type: Fiction
Pages: 154
Copyright: Nov 8, 2010
ISBN-13: 9780980224672
Price: $5.99 (eBook)
An anthology of stories about a couple in their first year of marriage. He is a cowboy determined to rein in his spirited wife, at times warming her bottom to do so.
Brandi has known Colby Pennington for most of her life and has loved him almost as long. Getting married, though, is a serious matter. The whole love, honor, and obey thing might be more than she can handle. Marriage is about an equal partnership, not having to follow anyone else's rules. It is about having someone there whenever and wherever you want sex. Brandi is definitely okay with that part, especially with her sinfully handsome cowboy. But the obey issue, that Colby intends to take care of her in all ways-including occasionally warming her bottom...Well, it could be a deal breaker.
Excerpt
Brandi couldn’t go through with this. A wedding meant all kinds of serious: no more thinking only of herself, sharing a bed when she preferred stretching out all over it, acting civil in the morning before she even had half a pot of coffee, compromising, obeying…
She glanced at the outrageously expensive wedding gown hanging across the room used for brides in the church in which she’d grown up. Obeying. Love, honor and obey. Did she really have a grasp on what the word meant? Not according to her father. Not according to most people in town. She tended to go her own way about things…and sometimes had to pay a price for it. Considering that Colby had known her most of her life, he understood that she had trouble staying within boundaries. At least he should understand that, since he’d heard her complain numerous times about having gotten her bottom burned because she stepped into the “gray area.”
She wasn’t quite sure why all of a sudden she’d become obsessed with the three key words in the wedding ceremony. Maybe because they were really big words—okay, small letter-wise—but huge in meaning. She’d been too lost in the excitement of the moment last night at the dress rehearsal to think about the vows. She hadn’t even thought about them when Colby had teased her when he’d dropped her off at her father’s ranch. But now she remembered the hint of challenge in his dark eyes as he’d taunted her with “love, honor and obey.”
Had he been referring to a few weeks ago when she’d told him she wanted to cut off her almost waist-length blonde hair and dye it auburn? He’d said “Absolutely not!” to both the cut and the dye job. It had rubbed her wrong, so she’d done both. Okay, she really needed to stop being so obstinate. With the first cut of her hair, she’d nearly had heart failure, but it was too late to change her mind by then. She’d hated having red hair. Of course, Colby had been disgusted with her for going against his wishes. He’d been a little sympathetic when she’d shed a few tears about the shorter hair. But he’d turned her bottom red —like her hair— anyway for acting so impulsively. If she would just listen… If she would just not get her back up… Yada, yada, yada. Still, she’d bleached her hair back to almost the original blonde shade.
The truth was that she’d been born breach. She couldn’t even manage to “obey” (follow, really) the normal way of being born. And she’d spent twenty-six years disobeying her father’s rules whenever she pleased and then suffering the consequences. Marriages were about equal partnerships, not having to follow anyone’s rules. They were about adult relationships, about sex. She was definitely okay with the “sex” thing. Especially with Colby.
At the thought of the six-foot-three, sinfully handsome cowboy she’d known half her life, a familiar warmth curled inside her. She’d known him half her life but hadn’t really known him until the last six months. She’d come back to Hinkley, Kansas, after graduating from college with her masters, intending to open an accounting firm with only the guarantee of her father as a client. Now she had several ranchers as clients, including Colby. Their client-accountant relationship had gone many steps further, steps that had led to her bed, to his bed, and now soon to their bed. What that man could do in bed. She sighed. Oh yeah, what he could do!
“Time to get dressed,” Sarah announced as she all but bounced into the room, shoulder-length brown hair fluttering around her. Her best friend since childhood looked at the white dress with layers of satin and lace. She sighed in the same way she did every time she saw the dress. “You’re going to look just like a princess.”
Brandi hadn’t picked out the dress; her father had. He’d always called her “his little princess”—except when she was in trouble—and he wanted her to look like a princess on her wedding day. Colby hadn’t seen the gown yet, but he’d like it too. You couldn’t get more feminine than this dress. He was all about feminine, all about her being a lady. Okay, he wanted her to behave like a lady. Behave! Obey. Admittedly, she had problems with both words, both definitions. Maybe the dictionary needed to be updated, to include her interpretations of the definitions: follow societal or other’s rules if you so choose.
She looked at her friend, who rarely strayed into the “gray areas” and accepted the common definitions of those bothersome words. Maybe Colby should marry a woman like Sarah, someone who would almost never challenge him or give him grief.
Grimly, she said, “I think this might be a bad idea.”
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