MEET ELYSA HENDRICKS...
Elysa Hendricks is 5'6" tall. She has brown eyes and
curly hair. She's an author, a wife, a mother and a daughter. Everything else
is subject to change without notice. Oh, and she loves hearing from readers and
other authors. You can reach through her Website or Facebook page.
ABOUT THE BOOK...
Abandoned by his father and betrayed by his half-brother and fiancée on the eve of his wedding, JAKE GALLAGHER no longer believes in love. Though he longs to go home, his undercover work for the Texas Rangers keeps him in a lawless Texas border town. Even though it jeopardizes his mission he refuses to stand by and watch outlaws rape and murder a young woman. Getting shot and losing his memory wasn’t part of his plan.
While fleeing from her stepfather’s plans to steal their ranch, CHRISTINA GOODWIN witnesses her brother’s murder and is left in the hands of a merciless band of outlaws. Raised in a strict convent, Christina has little knowledge of men or the world, its dangers and temptations. Frightened and alone, she is forced to accept the help of the dark gunslinger who rescues her. Though drawn to Jake’s potent masculinity, she hesitates to trust him, fearing her stepfather has sent him to bring her back. Unsure of Jake’s motives for helping her, she struggles against him, determined to find a way to avenge her brother’s death and regain control of her ranch from her stepfather.
READ AN EXCERPT...
"You did just fine. I'm living proof." Jake
watched with pleasure as a smile lit up her face. He returned it. "Tell me
how your brother came to hire me? Where we met? Maybe you can help jog my
memory."
A panicked looked crossed her face and she went suddenly
pale. "I-I, w-we..." Her gaze darted around refusing to settle on
him. Then with an audible breath she regained control. "I'm not sure how
or where Christopher met you. He never said. I was staying in, um, in Ramblin
waiting for him. He brought you there and we headed out for St. Louis."
Jake listened to the girl's lies. Like before, she didn't do
it well. Her nervous plucking at her skirt and the way her gaze avoided his
gave her away. "If we met in Ramblin for me to guide you north to St.
Louis, how did we end up in Peaceful which is southeast?"
Color crept into her cheeks as she stared at him in horror.
"You remember?"
For some reason she didn't want him to remember, which made
him more determined to do so. "No, but I know where Peaceful is and it isn't
on the way to St. Louis from Ramblin. So how did we end up there?"
"You had some business there." Her chin came up,
but her eyes didn't quite meet his. "I don't know what it was. You didn't
say. But that's where Christopher died. Can we not talk about this anymore?
Please." Her voice broke on the last word and she bent her head to hide
the tears he saw gathering in her eyes.
As much as he needed the truth, he found himself unwilling
to push her. Her tears softened the hard knot of anger inside him.
A tendril of hair fell forward across her face and he
reached out to brush it away. His knuckles touched the tender skin of her cheek
and lingered. She looked up with startled eyes, her lips parted in question.
Her lies forgotten, his gaze locked with hers. He caressed her face then
threaded his fingers through her hair. Like silk it flowed over his hands.
Cupping the back of her head in his hand, he leaned toward
her. The tempo of her pulse increased beneath his fingertips. Her breathing
grew shallow and her eyelids fluttered shut. At his gentle tug, she swayed into
him. His other arm went around her back and pulled her into his embrace. With a
soft sigh she surrendered to his caress. Without hesitation he slanted his lips
across hers.
Sensations swamped him, his own hot, pounding hunger and her
sweet, warm yielding. His arms tightened as he deepened the kiss. With a gentle
probe he urged her lips apart. After a slight hesitation, she allowed him
entrance and his tongue explored the moist recesses of her mouth.
Take it slow, gentle, Jake warned himself. One hand massaged
the small of her back and molded her slim frame to his harder one. The other
anchored her head so she could not escape his kiss, even though she showed no
signs of wishing to. With difficulty he held his passion in check.
He filled his nostrils with her scent, the smell of warm,
willing woman. Pulling his lips from hers he buried his face in her hair and
struggled to control his desire.
"So sweet, so soft," he whispered. "Do you
know how I want you?"
How he longed to strip her of her clothing. The urge to lay
her in the fragrant grass and drown in her velvet warmth beat like a drum in
his blood.
Her hands clutched his shoulders, her fingers kneading his
flesh as she pressed herself against him. Her lips sought his. She whimpered
when he pulled back.
"Slow and easy, Kitten."
REVIEWS for This Heart for Hire...
"Elysa Hendricks keeps the pace of this story moving
quickly and provides great detail. She weaves a rich plot that draws the reader
in and keeps them turning pages to find out what happens next. Characters are
well drawn, believable and lovable. I highly recommend this romance, especially
for readers who want to fall in love all over again, right along with Christina
and Jake."
Cindy Keen Reynders
"This is a very good romance with an old west setting
that will keep you turning the pages. It did for me. Very enjoyable book."
Karen Bryant Doering,
Parents' Little Black Book
"If you like historical western romances, you'll love
This Heart for Hire, by Elysa Hendricks. At $3.99 this more than 100,000 word
story is great value for money. Elysa takes us, and her hero and heroine, on a
harrowing odyssey across Texas and New Mexico. Her descriptions of the
landscape are rich, and you can imagine yourself travelling with them."
OnTheMark
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