Doggone Ugly Creek
Ugly Creek Series, Book 3
She was free! For the first time in her adult life, romance novelist Shay Carpenter has no responsibilities to hold her down. Now all she wants to do is to enjoy a new life and pursue her writing in the quaint little town of Ugly Creek. But things are never that easy. Not only does Shay have to deal with her shapeshifting cousin who’s a little clueless about functioning in a human world, there’s Ace Ellison, a sexy local photographer and dog rescuer she can't get out of her head.
Despite their mutual attraction, she and Ace seem to clash over everything, especially if it concerns animals. Disagreements, dognapping, digital theft, and desire… Can Shay and Ace resolve their issues to help the special little town they both adore? Or will Ugly Creek and their budding love both end up going to the dogs?
Stop, my brain cried out. Back away from the lunatic!Instead, my rebellious arms slid around his neck, finding muscles I didn’t realize he had. My fingers touched him like his skin was Braille, and I was hungry to read his story.
His hands spread over my back and he pulled me close. It felt good to be held. To be warm and secure in the strong arms of a man. Even if they were part of an annoying guy who cared more about dogs than the people around him. That’s me, no-life Shay.
I shoved him away. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Me?” His face went red and the muscles in his cheeks and around his eyes tightened. “You’re the one who kissed me.”
“Don’t blame me, you’re the one who started that kiss.”
Ace’s shoulders dropped and he closed his eyes for a moment. “We kissed each other.”
“Crap.” He was right, it had been a mutual touching of lips. My fingers, the same ones that had just caressed Ace’s neck and shoulders, touched my still tingling lips as I wondered what had just happened.
“Was it that bad?” His lips were pulled into a crooked little grin.
“Not in the least.”
We stepped toward each other. Then I reached for him, and he wrapped his arms around me. This time the kiss was gentle, careful, amazing.
The sound of a vehicle stopping near us registered, but neither of us reacted. The slamming of a car door pulled me out of the experience, and I took a step back. Ace met my gaze with an expression of longing that I knew my face mirrored.
We turned to see a tall, beautiful woman who shuffled foot to foot as her gaze flicked to Ace then into the distance.
“Yes,” Ace said. “You must be Carol.”
The woman nodded. “Sorry to interrupt, but I have to pick up my daughter in an hour. I kinda need to get this over with.”
“No problem. That’s what we’re here for.”
They moved to the back of her Honda Odyssey and I went to the other side of Ace’s SUV to lean against the passenger door. Maybe away from the problem I could get some perspective. I didn’t even like Ace. Right?
I glanced over my shoulder. He wasn’t bad with that kissing stuff. Oh hell, who was I kidding? His kisses could set a girl’s hair on fire.