Day 16 continues with Ann B. Harrison and we are going outback with her novel , From The Outback. Check out her excerpt and the great giveaway she has for y'all.
Welcome Ann.
AUTHOR BIO:
She lives in the beautiful Hunter Valley with her own handsome hero of many years. Ann has always loved the ups and downs of life in small communities and she shares this with readers in her rural romances.
Strong sexy heroines with a good dash of sass thrown in feature in her stories. Of course these women need an equally strong hero. Bring on the outback hero and watch the passion ignite.
When not writing Ann enjoys reading, gardening, walking her very large dog Hugo and fighting with her computer.
Author: Ann B Harrison
State: New South Wales
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Published By : Self Published
Date Released : 20th October 2013
Genre : Contemporary Romance
Although desperate to get out of her dead end job, Sami is cynical when she hears of an inheritance from the grandfather she never knew. But once she and her young brother arrive in the beautiful valley, she discovers they are not wanted...especially by the sexy vineyard owner next door.
Will she persevere and make a home for them, or give in and take the easy money when the going gets tough?
Published By : Self Published
Date Released : 20th October 2013
Genre : Contemporary Romance
Although desperate to get out of her dead end job, Sami is cynical when she hears of an inheritance from the grandfather she never knew. But once she and her young brother arrive in the beautiful valley, she discovers they are not wanted...especially by the sexy vineyard owner next door.
Will she persevere and make a home for them, or give in and take the easy money when the going gets tough?
Excerpt :
Sami waited patiently for him to get over his private joke before filling her in on what was so damned funny.
"These vines are not your common old garden variety, oh no, not by a long shot. These little threads of dead looking sticks have an impressive pedigree." He gave another little burst of laughter.
"And you know all this because?"
"Because young Mason told me about them when he very cordially pointed out the cows trying to get through the fence we are repairing today. Very proud of his little sticks too he is."
"Hmmm, well whatever. I still think beer is easier and the cows can't fuck it up."
"Cuss a lot, don't you? Sound just like your grandfather, he could spout off a mouthful when it suited him too. Don't sound right though coming from a lady."
Sami crowed with laughter, slapping her leg. "No lady here Tibby, get used to it."
He grinned at her and parked the truck near a section of sagging fence line. Opening the door he got out and reached into the back of the vehicle for the wire strainers. Throwing them down at the fence post he signalled her to pass down the wire and bag of tools.
"Let me show you how I strain a fence and then you can tell me how you used to do it."
"Hardly had any fences to tell you the truth of it. Our holding was so big because of the amount of acreage per cattle and fences were an expense not really warranted apart from boundary fences. Our cattle were tagged and if any got into the next farm they were usually returned at mustering time. Cheaper to truck a few head back than fence the whole place."
She walked over and stood with her elbow on the fence post watching him attach the wire strainers to the broken top fence wire. "Looks pretty easy. Can I have a go?"
"Sure. Work the handle until you think it is tight enough and we'll join the ends together." He stood back while Sami pulled the top wires taut then he handed her a set of fencing pliers and watched as she made a loop in the end of the wire before threading the other end through and twisting it several times to make a tight top wire.
She undid the fence strainers knocking the back of her hand before she let them fall to the grass and turned to him. "So, good enough for you?" She rubbed her knuckles and wiped them on the leg of her jeans when blood trickled down her fingers.
"Yeah, great job. Want a bandaid for that?" He indicated her grazed knuckles.
"Nah, all good. Bashed it against the tools. Bit of blood won't kill me if I ignore it. Now, how about I do the next couple of strands too so calves don't get carried away by the yummy looking sticks over yonder and piss off our neighbour?"
"Sounds like a good idea. I'll sit and watch you to make sure you do it right." He leaned back against a post, a big grin over his craggy features.
"I guess I have it coming. It must have been hard keeping this place going on your own after the old man died." Sami latched the fence strainers to the next row of broken wire and started pulling it tight. "Thanks," she murmured when Tibby handed her the pliers.
"Was a bit but it didn't feel right to employ anyone to help me. Out of our hands if you know what I mean until they found you. Young Mason did offer a couple of times to help me if I needed it though. He's a good neighbour to have."
She stood up and wiped a hand over the sweat trickling down her face. "Sounds like such a sweet guy. Funny how I don't really believe any of it after meeting his father."
Tibby coughed loudly and tried to cover his mouth with his hand but Sami saw the big grin covering his face and her stomach did a sudden surge down to her toes. Freaking awesome move Sami, looks like you've done it again.
"Well, I suppose it will be up to me to try and prove Tibby's words true then," a rich smooth voice said from behind her.
She spun around and came face to face with the man she had brushed past coming out of the solicitor's office the other day. Embarrassed she lashed out at him.
"Fuck’s sake, do you always creep up on people?"
"I actually didn't creep up, I casually walked up the rows as I do everyday making no effort to hide my appearance. Sorry if I scared you." He looked down at her with a small lift of his lips letting her know how much she was amusing him.
Sami looked into the liquid chocolate-brown eyes and took a step back. The zing jolting her heart surprised her and the clenching of her stomach scared her. She took stock of the chiselled chin, strong and scattered with a day's dark growth. Her gaze travelled up to his lips and her mouth opened involuntarily. She bit her bottom lip with her teeth to stay the quiver.
"Um, you didn't. Scare me I mean." Sami lifted her gaze to meet his eyes and stepped back further. One man shouldn't be so good looking. "Hi, I'm Sami."
"Nice to meet you, Sami and I'm Mason, but knowing Tibby I gather you already know more about me than I do you." He took her hand, sending tiny currents of electricity up her arms and across her chest, settling in her nipples, much to her dismay. Grabbing her hand back she crossed her arms before covertly looking down to make sure the whole world didn't see what he had done to her traitorous body.
"These vines are not your common old garden variety, oh no, not by a long shot. These little threads of dead looking sticks have an impressive pedigree." He gave another little burst of laughter.
"And you know all this because?"
"Because young Mason told me about them when he very cordially pointed out the cows trying to get through the fence we are repairing today. Very proud of his little sticks too he is."
"Hmmm, well whatever. I still think beer is easier and the cows can't fuck it up."
"Cuss a lot, don't you? Sound just like your grandfather, he could spout off a mouthful when it suited him too. Don't sound right though coming from a lady."
Sami crowed with laughter, slapping her leg. "No lady here Tibby, get used to it."
He grinned at her and parked the truck near a section of sagging fence line. Opening the door he got out and reached into the back of the vehicle for the wire strainers. Throwing them down at the fence post he signalled her to pass down the wire and bag of tools.
"Let me show you how I strain a fence and then you can tell me how you used to do it."
"Hardly had any fences to tell you the truth of it. Our holding was so big because of the amount of acreage per cattle and fences were an expense not really warranted apart from boundary fences. Our cattle were tagged and if any got into the next farm they were usually returned at mustering time. Cheaper to truck a few head back than fence the whole place."
She walked over and stood with her elbow on the fence post watching him attach the wire strainers to the broken top fence wire. "Looks pretty easy. Can I have a go?"
"Sure. Work the handle until you think it is tight enough and we'll join the ends together." He stood back while Sami pulled the top wires taut then he handed her a set of fencing pliers and watched as she made a loop in the end of the wire before threading the other end through and twisting it several times to make a tight top wire.
She undid the fence strainers knocking the back of her hand before she let them fall to the grass and turned to him. "So, good enough for you?" She rubbed her knuckles and wiped them on the leg of her jeans when blood trickled down her fingers.
"Yeah, great job. Want a bandaid for that?" He indicated her grazed knuckles.
"Nah, all good. Bashed it against the tools. Bit of blood won't kill me if I ignore it. Now, how about I do the next couple of strands too so calves don't get carried away by the yummy looking sticks over yonder and piss off our neighbour?"
"Sounds like a good idea. I'll sit and watch you to make sure you do it right." He leaned back against a post, a big grin over his craggy features.
"I guess I have it coming. It must have been hard keeping this place going on your own after the old man died." Sami latched the fence strainers to the next row of broken wire and started pulling it tight. "Thanks," she murmured when Tibby handed her the pliers.
"Was a bit but it didn't feel right to employ anyone to help me. Out of our hands if you know what I mean until they found you. Young Mason did offer a couple of times to help me if I needed it though. He's a good neighbour to have."
She stood up and wiped a hand over the sweat trickling down her face. "Sounds like such a sweet guy. Funny how I don't really believe any of it after meeting his father."
Tibby coughed loudly and tried to cover his mouth with his hand but Sami saw the big grin covering his face and her stomach did a sudden surge down to her toes. Freaking awesome move Sami, looks like you've done it again.
"Well, I suppose it will be up to me to try and prove Tibby's words true then," a rich smooth voice said from behind her.
She spun around and came face to face with the man she had brushed past coming out of the solicitor's office the other day. Embarrassed she lashed out at him.
"Fuck’s sake, do you always creep up on people?"
"I actually didn't creep up, I casually walked up the rows as I do everyday making no effort to hide my appearance. Sorry if I scared you." He looked down at her with a small lift of his lips letting her know how much she was amusing him.
Sami looked into the liquid chocolate-brown eyes and took a step back. The zing jolting her heart surprised her and the clenching of her stomach scared her. She took stock of the chiselled chin, strong and scattered with a day's dark growth. Her gaze travelled up to his lips and her mouth opened involuntarily. She bit her bottom lip with her teeth to stay the quiver.
"Um, you didn't. Scare me I mean." Sami lifted her gaze to meet his eyes and stepped back further. One man shouldn't be so good looking. "Hi, I'm Sami."
"Nice to meet you, Sami and I'm Mason, but knowing Tibby I gather you already know more about me than I do you." He took her hand, sending tiny currents of electricity up her arms and across her chest, settling in her nipples, much to her dismay. Grabbing her hand back she crossed her arms before covertly looking down to make sure the whole world didn't see what he had done to her traitorous body.
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