Jenny’s Voice
The Basics:
Title: Jenny’s Voice (Redheads &
Ranchers Book 1)
Release Date: February 12, 2019
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Heat Level: Erotic
Word count: 77,897
Author: Pandora Spocks
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Blurb:
A
traumatized young woman held hostage for years.
The rancher who comes to her rescue.
The crime boss who will kill them both if he finds them.
The rancher who comes to her rescue.
The crime boss who will kill them both if he finds them.
Jenny
Stone’s voice was silenced the horrific day ruthless crime boss
Victor Sorkin executed her parents in cold blood and took her as his
personal good luck charm. Now she’s his ‘pet’, at his mercy
when he summons her to warm his bed. Or the beds of his more
esteemed business associates.
When
she sees her chance to escape, she takes it, hitching a ride with an
unsuspecting cowboy, horse trainer Cole Caldwell. Cole’s stunned
to find the terrified young redhead hiding in his horse trailer.
She’s as skittish as some of the horses he works with, and she
doesn’t even speak. But the nurturer in him wants to shelter her,
to protect her. He’ll do his best to ignore the attraction he
feels, content to help her know she’s safe with him.
When
Jenny first escaped, her only thought was to get away. But now she’s
worried. She’s put Cole in unspeakable danger. Should she leave
before Victor finds them? Could it already be too late?
If
you like your romance filled with hot cowboys, suspense, and
happily-ever-afters, you’ll love JENNY’S VOICE.
JENNY’S
VOICE is Book 1 in the Redheads & Ranchers Series.
Sexy redheads and the ranchers they can’t resist.
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Excerpt
As
he walked into the house, he was immediately surrounded by the
tantalizing aroma of something cooking. He set down the bag and
followed Jenny into the kitchen. The first thing he noticed was the
table, set for two, a pretty bouquet of field flowers arranged in a
Mason jar in the center.
He
looked to Jenny, who was carefully watching his reaction. “What’s
going on here?” He smiled encouragingly. “And what smells so
good?”
Jenny
used a folded kitchen towel to remove something from the oven and set
it on the stove. Cole peered into the dish, where golden chicken
breasts sizzled in a thin sauce.
“That
looks amazing, Jenny. What is it?”
Her
board was lying facedown on the counter. She picked it up and showed
him what she’d already written on the other side. Chicken
piccata.
“Chicken
piccata? I had all the stuff to make that?”
Jenny
nodded proudly.
Cole
squinted, looking more closely at the dish. “What are the little
burned peas-looking things?”
Jenny
rolled her eyes. She jotted on her board. Capers.
“I
had capers?
Where the hell did I get capers?”
She
shrugged and hooked a thumb at one of the upper cupboards.
“Oh,
it must have been in that basket one of my clients gave me for
Christmas.” Cole shook his head. “All sorts of fancy shit— I
mean stuff.”
He looked at Jenny. “Sorry about that.”
Jenny
grinned, then jotted quickly, You
can say shit. I’m a big girl.
She laughed lightly.
Cole
laughed, too. “Good. Well, shit! Yeah, that feels good.”
Waving
with her hand, Jenny gestured toward the table.
“Is
dinner ready?” Cole asked, and she nodded.
“Alright,
let me go wash up and I’ll be right back.”
Cole
headed upstairs. As he washed his hands, he wondered about how Jenny
had created such a dish with the simple things he kept at the house.
She seemed pleased with herself, too. Quite a difference in her from
the first time he’d seen her in the back of the horse trailer.
He
sighed to himself. They were making progress, and he found that
gratifying. Would it be possible that one day she’d decide to talk
to him?
When
he returned downstairs, the chicken was arranged on a platter. Jenny
had placed a bowl of salad on the table, along with a bowl of rice.
She’d poured Dr. Pepper for herself, while at his place she’d set
out a bottle of Heineken.
“I
know this is the fanciest dinner this table has seen in years,”
Cole said, sitting in his chair. “We have a centerpiece and
everything. You picked these?”
Pleased,
Jenny nodded as she took her seat.
“They’re
beautiful. The purple ones match your dress and everything.” He
smiled at her. “You look pretty tonight.”
Jenny
blushed profusely and looked down at her plate, trying to suppress a
smile.
“Let’s
dig into this fine dinner, what do you say?”
She
nodded, and Cole took the platter, serving her first, then himself.
They passed the rice and the salad as well. Cole took a bite of
chicken and closed his eyes, savoring the flavor. When he opened his
eyes again, she was watching him carefully.
“Oh
my God, Jenny, this is the best thing I’ve ever tasted. How did you
know how to make this?”
Jenny’s
smile faded a bit and she hesitated. Then she jotted on her board.
It’s
a long story.
Cole
regarded her thoughtfully. “Maybe you can tell me sometime.”
She
chewed her lower lip. Maybe.
They
ate in awkward silence for a few minutes, and Cole silently cursed
himself for stepping into something that made Jenny uncomfortable.
Wishing to restore their easy rapport, he cleared his throat.
“I
know. You’re an undercover chef.”
She
gave him a sideways glance and snorted.
Encouraged,
he tried again. “You’re a secret chef, and you’re on a mission
to educate dumb cowboys like me in the ways of international
cuisine.”
He drew out the last two words in an exaggerated drawl.
Jenny
giggled, tossing her napkin at him.
Cole
grinned good-naturedly. “It really is good, Jenny, no lie. Thank
you for making dinner.”
After
dinner dishes were cleared, Cole remembered the bag he’d left by
the door. “Oh, Jenny, I almost forgot. I have a surprise for you.”
He reached out his hand. “Come see.”
Her
eyes widened, but she took his hand. He led her to the den and
pointed at the couch. “Have a seat and close your eyes.”
She
hesitated a moment, then sat down. She glanced up at Cole.
“Close’em.”
Pursing
her lips, she complied, knee bobbing anxiously. Cole retrieved the
bag and placed it on Jenny’s lap. “Okay, now you can open them.”
With
a glance at Cole, Jenny peered into the bag. Brow knit in a frown,
she withdrew a large brown cardboard box and set the bag on the
floor. Eyeing him again, she lifted the lid and gasped.
Cole
couldn’t stop the smile as Jenny picked up first one boot, then the
other, eyes wide. Reverently, she ran her fingers across the purple
embroidery.
“I
figured, if you’re going to be working in the barn, you’re going
to need some good boots. I saw these at the saddle shop and I knew
they were supposed to be yours.”
She
looked up at him as a smile spread across her face. Standing, she let
the box fall to the floor as she came to him, a boot in either hand,
and wrapped him in a hug.
“Do
you like them?” Cole laughed.
Jenny
stepped back and nodded vigorously. Then she pointed up the stairs.
“You
want to try them on?”
She
nodded again. Gathering up the box, the lid, and the bag, she hurried
upstairs. From where he stood, Cole heard her moving around, drawers
opening, the creak of her bed. Then came the clomp of boots on the
hardwood floor as she came back downstairs, her face beaming.
She
crossed to him, then back to the bottom of the stairs like a fashion
model on a catwalk, rocking the new boots with her dress.
Cole
couldn’t stop his grin. “How do they feel? Do they fit?”
Jenny
nodded happily.
“Okay,
then. Wanna go help me out in the barn?”
She
nodded again, taking his arm as they headed out the door and across
the yard. Every few steps, she looked down at the boots. Cole
couldn’t remember ever feeling so pleased with himself.
The
horses were waiting near the gate as they approached. Cole opened it,
and he and Jenny watched them make a beeline for the barn. He looked
at her. “You do the feed and I’ll do the hay?” he asked.
She
nodded, heading for the buckets and feed cans at the end of the barn.
As Cole lugged a bale of hay into the first stall, he started singing
a cowboy song about not being buried on the lone prairie. When Jenny
smirked at him, he winked and continued with more gusto.
By
the time the horses were in their stalls with buckets of feed and
fresh hay, Cole had started the song over, and Jenny was grinning
broadly and shaking her head.
“What?
Does my singing suck?” he asked.
She
shook her head. No,
it’s very brave,
she jotted on her board.
“Brave?”
he laughed. “That’s what they tell people who can’t sing.”
He
took Jenny’s hand and twirled her around as he sang, pulling her to
himself and launching into an impromptu waltz down the center of the
barn.
Cole
relished her giggles as he spun them both around, drawing out the
final note. Breathless, they stopped, Jenny smiling up at him, her
emerald eyes wide. Cole’s gaze drifted to her lips, pillowy and
soft, no trace of the trauma that had once been there. He felt an
almost irresistible pull, as though a magnet drew his lips to hers,
but he blinked hard and spun her one last time before letting go.
“Who
knew those were dancing boots?” he joked softly. When he looked
back at her, he saw a glint of sadness in her eyes. She’d felt the
same pull he had. But he knew he couldn’t take advantage of her.
That wasn’t who Cole Caldwell was.
Author
Bio:
Pandora
Spocks is a sassy ginger and hopeless romantic, living her happily
ever after in South Florida. She enjoys reading and writing literary
erotic romance.
She
is the author of the three-novel epic romance Rannigan’s
Redemption, modern-day adult
fairy tale Chasing Ordinary,
and a naughty little romantic novella, Just
One Night. Her Dream Dominant
Collection is a series of light BDSM stand-alone novels featuring
sexy Alpha males and the strong red-haired submissives who can’t
resist them. The collection currently includes four novels: Luke
& Bella, Lost
& Bound, For
Sparrow, and
Warrior Mine.
Jenny’s Voice
is the first book in the new Redheads & Ranchers series, a
collection of stand-alone contemporary erotic romance novels
featuring sexy
ranchers and the redheads who ride into their lives and turn
everything upside down. Since they’re all stand-alone, you will be
able to read them in any order.
Pandora
is busy on her laptop, working on the next book in the series,
Hunter’s Pride.
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with Pandora:
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