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.
Lorrie Farrelly
is here for ...
First Fight Friday
with a scene from
Terms of Temptation
"I SWEAR,
MISS CANTRELL,
YOU WOULD TRY THE EVERLOVIN' PATIENCE OF A SAINT!”
Deputy Game Warden Bram Killoran and Kinley Cantrell are irresistibly drawn to one another, but her passion and spirit clash with his tangled conflict of duty and desire.
YOU WOULD TRY THE EVERLOVIN' PATIENCE OF A SAINT!”
Deputy Game Warden Bram Killoran and Kinley Cantrell are irresistibly drawn to one another, but her passion and spirit clash with his tangled conflict of duty and desire.
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KINLEY, staring at Bram in shock and dismay, struggled to get her wits together. How had their joy and passion in each other’s arms turned into this unhappy march to martyrdom he seemed determined to take now?
She suspected that she was falling in love with him – almost certainly already loved him – but it was dreadfully apparent he regretted ever touching her. She got that. Oh yes, she got it in spades.
The jackass!
“Mr. Killoran,” Kinley said carefully, struggling to keep a tremor from her voice. When he heaved a frustrated sigh and rolled his eyes, she acquiesced. “Bram. You told me in no uncertain terms that you are not a marrying man. Why are you so determined now that we must marry?”
His eyes narrowed. “Weren’t you listening? I just told you. You could already be in the family way! You are my responsibility.”
Why, you big old sweet-talker, you, Kinley thought with almost unbearable exasperation. Why was he taking something beautiful and making it so dreadful?
“It’s very unlikely I’m pregnant, you know,” she said cautiously. “My sister Virginia was married for almost two years before she conceived. I don’t think you need to be overly concerned.”
Bram stared at her. “Overly concerned?” he echoed incredulously. “There ain’t no overly about it. We’re getting married, and that’s all there is to it.”
She suspected that she was falling in love with him – almost certainly already loved him – but it was dreadfully apparent he regretted ever touching her. She got that. Oh yes, she got it in spades.
The jackass!
“Mr. Killoran,” Kinley said carefully, struggling to keep a tremor from her voice. When he heaved a frustrated sigh and rolled his eyes, she acquiesced. “Bram. You told me in no uncertain terms that you are not a marrying man. Why are you so determined now that we must marry?”
His eyes narrowed. “Weren’t you listening? I just told you. You could already be in the family way! You are my responsibility.”
Why, you big old sweet-talker, you, Kinley thought with almost unbearable exasperation. Why was he taking something beautiful and making it so dreadful?
“It’s very unlikely I’m pregnant, you know,” she said cautiously. “My sister Virginia was married for almost two years before she conceived. I don’t think you need to be overly concerned.”
Bram stared at her. “Overly concerned?” he echoed incredulously. “There ain’t no overly about it. We’re getting married, and that’s all there is to it.”
His flat, discussion-over tone nearly broke Kinley’s heart. She felt tears burn her eyes, but she blinked hard and kept them at bay. Her voice was barely a whisper, but steady, when she asked softly, “Oh, Bram, please tell me truthfully. Do you want to marry me?”
If his hesitation didn’t tell her everything, his next words did. “It ain’t about want,” he said flatly.
“But it was last night.”
The sadness in her eyes nearly broke him. Why couldn’t she see he was doing this for her? “Kinley,” he said, a little desperately, and his hand seemed to reach out for her of its own accord. “Please, honey, be reasonable. I don’t want to hurt you. That’s the very last thing I want.”
She shook her head. “No, Bram. No, it isn’t. Marrying me is the last thing you want. But it doesn’t matter. I do thank you for asking, although I suppose it was more like ordering. The point is, I do not wish to marry you. I do not intend to be anyone’s cross to bear, not even yours.”
When he began to protest, she cut him off. “Thank you for your trouble,” she said with terrible calm. “You did not have to treat me with care, but you did. You were kind and generous and exciting. It was wonderful, and I am very much obliged to you.”
She was thanking him? For likely ruining her life? Bram snarled, all but sputtered with temper. “I don’t want you to be blasted obliged! I want you to … Hey, don’t walk away from me! We’re not finished with this!”
Unable to bear arguing with him any longer, Kinley ignored him, walking back to Snowbird and mounting up. Bram followed her, but after a few steps he stopped, shoved his hands in his pockets so he wouldn’t be tempted to pull her right off her horse and into his arms.
She nudged Snowbird, and the little Appaloosa jogged forward. Kinley turned her gaze straight ahead, even as she passed within a few feet of the man who had loved her so well, with such tenderness and passion, but who now stood fuming near the cold remains of their campfire, his jaw clenched, furious frustration in his hard, storm-colored eyes.
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Terms of Temptation by Lorrie Farrelly
Deputy Game Warden Bram Killoran is certainly no saint, and he has wanted headstrong Kinley Cantrell since the day he first saw her outside Crowheart’s Paradise Saloon – backing a burly drunk three times her size up against a hitching rail and giving him a truly inspired and colorful upbraiding for mistreating his horse.
Terms of Temptation has been awarded Readers’ Favorite 5 Stars:
Bill Howard: Reviewing for READERS' FAVORITE
Farrelly captures the struggles of love and romance in a fantastic way... She has... penetrated the hearts and emotions of the two lead characters...under circumstances that add to the romance. Horses, strong men, conflicts, and adventures...a daily part of western life at the turn of the century...make the reader long for that simpler time...Passionate, emotional, adventurous, TERMS OF TEMPTATION is an adventure in romance that will hold the reader spellbound...
Faridah Nassozi: Reviewing for READERS' FAVORITE
A beautiful story about life on a ranch, love of family, love for the wild, and a challenging love between two people. The descriptive and skillful way the book is written takes you back a hundred years and draws you into life on a ranch and the versatile range of characters... TERMS OF TEMPTATION is the type of book you...want to keep reading because of the way the plot is so skillfully put together and because you can easily relate to and connect with the characters.
If his hesitation didn’t tell her everything, his next words did. “It ain’t about want,” he said flatly.
“But it was last night.”
The sadness in her eyes nearly broke him. Why couldn’t she see he was doing this for her? “Kinley,” he said, a little desperately, and his hand seemed to reach out for her of its own accord. “Please, honey, be reasonable. I don’t want to hurt you. That’s the very last thing I want.”
She shook her head. “No, Bram. No, it isn’t. Marrying me is the last thing you want. But it doesn’t matter. I do thank you for asking, although I suppose it was more like ordering. The point is, I do not wish to marry you. I do not intend to be anyone’s cross to bear, not even yours.”
When he began to protest, she cut him off. “Thank you for your trouble,” she said with terrible calm. “You did not have to treat me with care, but you did. You were kind and generous and exciting. It was wonderful, and I am very much obliged to you.”
She was thanking him? For likely ruining her life? Bram snarled, all but sputtered with temper. “I don’t want you to be blasted obliged! I want you to … Hey, don’t walk away from me! We’re not finished with this!”
Unable to bear arguing with him any longer, Kinley ignored him, walking back to Snowbird and mounting up. Bram followed her, but after a few steps he stopped, shoved his hands in his pockets so he wouldn’t be tempted to pull her right off her horse and into his arms.
She nudged Snowbird, and the little Appaloosa jogged forward. Kinley turned her gaze straight ahead, even as she passed within a few feet of the man who had loved her so well, with such tenderness and passion, but who now stood fuming near the cold remains of their campfire, his jaw clenched, furious frustration in his hard, storm-colored eyes.
Copyright © Lorrie Farrelly
Terms of Temptation by Lorrie Farrelly
Deputy Game Warden Bram Killoran is certainly no saint, and he has wanted headstrong Kinley Cantrell since the day he first saw her outside Crowheart’s Paradise Saloon – backing a burly drunk three times her size up against a hitching rail and giving him a truly inspired and colorful upbraiding for mistreating his horse.
Kinley’s determination to defend herself and the animals she loves will make her Bram’s unlikely ally. They are irresistibly drawn to one another, but when her passion and spirit clash with his tangled conflict of duty and desire, not only their hearts will be in danger,
Terms of Temptation has been awarded Readers’ Favorite 5 Stars:
Bill Howard: Reviewing for READERS' FAVORITE
Farrelly captures the struggles of love and romance in a fantastic way... She has... penetrated the hearts and emotions of the two lead characters...under circumstances that add to the romance. Horses, strong men, conflicts, and adventures...a daily part of western life at the turn of the century...make the reader long for that simpler time...Passionate, emotional, adventurous, TERMS OF TEMPTATION is an adventure in romance that will hold the reader spellbound...
Faridah Nassozi: Reviewing for READERS' FAVORITE
A beautiful story about life on a ranch, love of family, love for the wild, and a challenging love between two people. The descriptive and skillful way the book is written takes you back a hundred years and draws you into life on a ranch and the versatile range of characters... TERMS OF TEMPTATION is the type of book you...want to keep reading because of the way the plot is so skillfully put together and because you can easily relate to and connect with the characters.
About Lorrie:
A Navy brat and graduate of the University of California, Santa Cruz, LORRIE FARRELLY is proud to be a Fightin’ Banana Slug (well, okay, they’re really lovers, not fighters). Following graduate school at Northwestern University, she began a career in education that included teaching art to 4th graders, drama to 8th graders, and finally, math to high school students (if anybody loses asymptotes, she can probably find ’em...).
She’s a three-time winner on Jeopardy! (despite forgetting the chemical symbol for sulfuric acid … oh, wait – she never knew that in the first place), has shepherded wide-eyed foreign exchange students along Hollywood Blvd. (“As many stars and lunatics as there are in the Heavens”), and happily curried and shoveled as a ranch hand at Disneyland’s Circle D Ranch. And always, she writes.
Lorrie has won a Presidential Commendation for Excellence in Teaching Mathematics. She’s been a Renaissance nominee for Teacher of the Year and a finalist for the Orange Rose Award in romantic fiction. She’s never won the lottery, except where her family is concerned. For her, they’re the ultimate prize.
A Navy brat and graduate of the University of California, Santa Cruz, LORRIE FARRELLY is proud to be a Fightin’ Banana Slug (well, okay, they’re really lovers, not fighters). Following graduate school at Northwestern University, she began a career in education that included teaching art to 4th graders, drama to 8th graders, and finally, math to high school students (if anybody loses asymptotes, she can probably find ’em...).
She’s a three-time winner on Jeopardy! (despite forgetting the chemical symbol for sulfuric acid … oh, wait – she never knew that in the first place), has shepherded wide-eyed foreign exchange students along Hollywood Blvd. (“As many stars and lunatics as there are in the Heavens”), and happily curried and shoveled as a ranch hand at Disneyland’s Circle D Ranch. And always, she writes.
Lorrie has won a Presidential Commendation for Excellence in Teaching Mathematics. She’s been a Renaissance nominee for Teacher of the Year and a finalist for the Orange Rose Award in romantic fiction. She’s never won the lottery, except where her family is concerned. For her, they’re the ultimate prize.
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