Goats solve their differences head-on. They don’t give the silent treatment or yell, they butt heads, and then it’s over.Cowboy Marvin has learned humans resolve issues differently especially those romantically involved. His curiosity sparked, he has invited authors to stop by on Fridays and share the first fight out of their latest book.
Mandy Baggot is here for ...
First Fight Friday
with a scene from
Made in Nashville
where the off-stage action’s as hot as the music!
where the off-stage action’s as hot as the music!
An on-stage attack left Honor Blackwood with more scars than just the one on her face. It’s been ten years since she left her spot as Nashville’s brightest country music star.
Is now the time to return?
Is now the time to return?
And is she brave enough to do it?
Country rebel and rock star, Jared ‘Jed’ Marshall is hot property on the Tennessee music scene in more ways than one. He’s wild, he’s sexy and everybody wants a piece of him.
But when he sets his sights on Honor,
is it pure attraction
or just distraction on his mind?
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She didn’t register Jared’s appearance until he grabbed two fistfuls of Dan’s shirt and pulled him off his feet.
‘What the hell?!’ Dan exclaimed regaining his footing.
‘Honor.’ He paused. ‘Did you ask him to put his hands on you?’
She saw the heat of fury in his eyes, hatred crumpling his features. She knew his next actions were dependant on whatever she said or did next. What was he doing here? Had he come here because of Mia’s invitation?
‘Honor.’ He stopped again to take a breath and make things clear. ‘Did this jerk put his hands on you?’ He grabbed a handful of Dan’s shirt, rolling it tighter in his hands.
She nodded.
Jared shook his head, tightening his lips. ‘Outside,’ he snarled.
‘Oh what the hell, Jed! Are you crazy? This is bullshit. Honor, tell him,’ Dan yelled, trying to move out of Jared’s hold.
‘You do not put your hands on a woman unless she asks you to. Outside!’ Jared ordered.
‘Man, I’m on in fifteen minutes. I don’t need the heat here. I’ve got a reputation and…’ Dan began.
Honor was losing her resolve. She just wanted Dan gone, but did she want him unconscious in the street? That was what Jared Marshall was proposing. A dust up, an ass-kicking, dueling on the strip because she’d freaked out.
‘You’ve got a reputation? Yeah, man, well so have I. I guess you don’t remember,’ Jared spat.
‘Jed, man, come on,’ Byron said, arriving at the scene.
‘Stay out of it, Byron,’ Jared warned.
Byron looked to Honor. All she had to do was tell Jared to let Dan go. Why wasn’t her mouth moving? Why was she letting this play out?
‘Call security,’ Dan said, directing the question at Byron.
‘You either get your ass outside or I’m gonna drop you right here, right now, in front of the whole fucking bar,’ Jared threatened.
‘Man, come on,’ Dan said. ‘Please.’
He looked genuinely terrified. She hadn’t ever seen him look that way before. Jared’s hand was still at his throat and Dan was sweating.
‘Let him go,’ Honor stated.
He was so pumped up he wanted to thrash the life out of the asshole right there. Dan fucking Steele. Thinking he could put his hands on a woman like that. Touching her. He wanted to rip his throat out and put it on the menu as a special. He had to be taught a lesson.
‘He isn’t worth the trouble and…it isn’t your fight. It’s mine,’ Honor spoke.
‘Hey, I wasn’t fighting with you I just…’ Dan started.
‘Shut the fuck up, man!’ Jared yelled.
‘Let him go.’ She took a breath. ‘Just let him go.’
Her tone affected him. She meant what she said. But he wasn’t defending her, was he? He was standing up for everything he believed in. He would be reacting the same way if it was any girl. He had strong principals, values deeply ingrained inside him. When he saw someone disrespecting the rules he lived his life by, he saw red.
‘Jared, please.’
She’d called him by his full name. The name he’d introduced himself with the first time they’d met. He didn’t know why that’d made his back contract with a shot of something, but it had.
He pushed Dan away, sending him sprawling onto the floor. He leant over his flailing body, pointing a finger.
‘You ever touch a woman again before she asks and I’m gonna be there. I’m gonna be there to drag your sorry ass outside and put you back in the emergency room.’
Copyright © Mandy Baggot
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Made in Nashville by Mandy Baggot
Honor’s record label sign the ex-boyfriend that dumped her and suddenly going back to her old life is harder than she thought. Can she get a new contract? Will she get to perform at the Marlon Festival? Or will Dan Steele destroy everything?
When a secret from the past becomes public knowledge it’s no longer just about the music. Are all the people in her life lying to her to get what they want? And who is really behind the anonymous gifts she keeps getting sent?
‘What the hell?!’ Dan exclaimed regaining his footing.
‘Honor.’ He paused. ‘Did you ask him to put his hands on you?’
She saw the heat of fury in his eyes, hatred crumpling his features. She knew his next actions were dependant on whatever she said or did next. What was he doing here? Had he come here because of Mia’s invitation?
‘Honor.’ He stopped again to take a breath and make things clear. ‘Did this jerk put his hands on you?’ He grabbed a handful of Dan’s shirt, rolling it tighter in his hands.
She nodded.
Jared shook his head, tightening his lips. ‘Outside,’ he snarled.
‘Oh what the hell, Jed! Are you crazy? This is bullshit. Honor, tell him,’ Dan yelled, trying to move out of Jared’s hold.
‘You do not put your hands on a woman unless she asks you to. Outside!’ Jared ordered.
‘Man, I’m on in fifteen minutes. I don’t need the heat here. I’ve got a reputation and…’ Dan began.
Honor was losing her resolve. She just wanted Dan gone, but did she want him unconscious in the street? That was what Jared Marshall was proposing. A dust up, an ass-kicking, dueling on the strip because she’d freaked out.
‘You’ve got a reputation? Yeah, man, well so have I. I guess you don’t remember,’ Jared spat.
‘Jed, man, come on,’ Byron said, arriving at the scene.
‘Stay out of it, Byron,’ Jared warned.
Byron looked to Honor. All she had to do was tell Jared to let Dan go. Why wasn’t her mouth moving? Why was she letting this play out?
‘Call security,’ Dan said, directing the question at Byron.
‘You either get your ass outside or I’m gonna drop you right here, right now, in front of the whole fucking bar,’ Jared threatened.
‘Man, come on,’ Dan said. ‘Please.’
He looked genuinely terrified. She hadn’t ever seen him look that way before. Jared’s hand was still at his throat and Dan was sweating.
‘Let him go,’ Honor stated.
He was so pumped up he wanted to thrash the life out of the asshole right there. Dan fucking Steele. Thinking he could put his hands on a woman like that. Touching her. He wanted to rip his throat out and put it on the menu as a special. He had to be taught a lesson.
‘He isn’t worth the trouble and…it isn’t your fight. It’s mine,’ Honor spoke.
‘Hey, I wasn’t fighting with you I just…’ Dan started.
‘Shut the fuck up, man!’ Jared yelled.
‘Let him go.’ She took a breath. ‘Just let him go.’
Her tone affected him. She meant what she said. But he wasn’t defending her, was he? He was standing up for everything he believed in. He would be reacting the same way if it was any girl. He had strong principals, values deeply ingrained inside him. When he saw someone disrespecting the rules he lived his life by, he saw red.
‘Jared, please.’
She’d called him by his full name. The name he’d introduced himself with the first time they’d met. He didn’t know why that’d made his back contract with a shot of something, but it had.
He pushed Dan away, sending him sprawling onto the floor. He leant over his flailing body, pointing a finger.
‘You ever touch a woman again before she asks and I’m gonna be there. I’m gonna be there to drag your sorry ass outside and put you back in the emergency room.’
Copyright © Mandy Baggot
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Made in Nashville by Mandy Baggot
Honor’s record label sign the ex-boyfriend that dumped her and suddenly going back to her old life is harder than she thought. Can she get a new contract? Will she get to perform at the Marlon Festival? Or will Dan Steele destroy everything?When a secret from the past becomes public knowledge it’s no longer just about the music. Are all the people in her life lying to her to get what they want? And who is really behind the anonymous gifts she keeps getting sent?
Join the country scene to find out!
About:
Mandy Baggot is a romantic fiction author. In 2012 she won the Innovation in Romantic Fiction award at the UK’s Festival of Romance. Her self-published title, Strings Attached was also short-listed for the Best Author Published Read award.
Also in 2012 she signed with American publishing house, Sapphire Star Publishing, who produced her novels, Taking Charge and romantic suspense, Security.
In June 2013 she signed a two book deal with Harper Collins' digital first romance imprint, Harper Impulse.
She is a regular contributor to writing blogs and on-line magazine, Loveahappyending Lifestyle http://www.loveahappyending.com/.
Mandy loves mashed potato, white wine, country music, World’s Strongest Man, travel and handbags. She has appeared on ITV1’s Who Dares Sings and auditioned for The X-Factor.
Mandy is a member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association and lives near Salisbury, Wiltshire, UK with her husband, two daughters and cats, Kravitz and Springsteen.
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