A well-respected man with a secret, Jack Franklin has the perfect hideaway in the tiny town of Nederland, about an hour outside of Denver. Over the years he has become adept at ignoring tourists who trek through this picturesque hamlet that is known for its 'live and let live' attitude. What... read more
Hot and steamy contemporary romance. Jack Franklin has been enjoying his peace and quite in the Colorado high country for years in a beautiful town that enjoys a 'live and let live' attitude. Callie Weston, having just gone through a long ordeal and trial with a stalker, takes time off to stay... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
Hot and steamy contemporary romance. Jack Franklin has been enjoying his peace and quite in the Colorado high country for years in a beautiful town that enjoys a 'live and let live' attitude. Callie Weston, having just gone through a long ordeal and trial with a stalker, takes time off to stay in her father's incredible cabin that overlooks the water and is built into the side of a mountain. Jack doesn't want to get involved with anyone, but finds himself quite drawn to Callie. Callie knows that everyone likes Jack and he's been a friend of her father's for years, so she can't figure out why he's so unwelcoming. Sam is the local diner owner who's a real character and has been around town for decades. He and Callie share a lot of stories, and he thoroughly enjoys the sparring and banter between Jack and Callie. Jack and Callie begin a tender, loving relationship, but Jack continues to fight his past demons and almost lets it ruin his future. A quick reading, tender escape.
“"What brings you to town, stranger?" I teased as I poured him some coffee. He looked at me almost in surprise, and a smile appeared on his ruggedly handsome face. "Nothing nearly so elegant as Alice," he said, remembering our previous conversation. "I came in more on the Hounds of Hell." "That musta been a rough ride. You keep 'em tied up around here?" "Nah, I let 'em run free as much as possible. Hoping someone else will take 'em off my hands." Our eyes met and I said gently, "If you don't feed them, they'll lose their power and go looking for someone else to torment." "I'm waiting for that day, little one. But they're not hanging around as much as they used to."”Jack and Callie
“"I'm no threat to your balance, little one. You like honesty, let's start our day with it. What makes Callie tick? What happened that drove her to hide with nothing familiar around her?" "That's not true, Jack. Dad's place was familiar the moment I walked in. There's an architect I have loved for years," I said, drifting off to my fantasy home. "I always call him 'my architect.' Dad's cabin reeks of a Montgomery, so when I walked in, I felt like I was home." "You friends with this Montgomery?" Jack asked, almost jealously. "Oh, no. I've just seen his work and it pulls at every fiber of my being. One day I want him to build me a home. Now might be a good time," I said wistfully. "I also knew Sam immediately, even though we'd never met. He was like coming home." I winked at Sam. His blush turned a bright red above his beard. "I wasn't completely alone, Jack. I wasn't completely thrown to the wolf." "You mean wolves?" "No, I said what I meant - wolf." He threw back his head and laughed.”Jack and Callie
“"Don't push her too hard, Jack. Can't ya see she's fragile?" "What IS it with you two?" I asked, trying to sound offended. "Do I look like there is anything fragile about me? I've been helping my dad frame and hang drywall and lay flooring and shingle a roof since I was a kid. I am not something to be pampered." "Jest 'cause ya can do all them things don't mean ya can't be pampered. Ain't that right, Jack?" Sam winked as he went to offer more coffee to his customers. "Come on. Spill it," Jack said, getting back to the topic. "Be nice to me, Jack, can't you see I'm fragile?" I teased.”Sam, Callie, Jack
“"That was ol' Mornin' Sun. What a complete misnomer. She ain't nothin' like her name." "I take it she's not gonna be warming your bed anytime soon?" Sam made a noise that sounded like a bark and snickered as he wiped down the counter. "Nicest thing I can say 'bout ol' Mornin' Sun is that she ain't a twin." When I realized what he had said, we broke into laughter. "No wonder they call you Wicked Sam. You're incorrigible." "I do my best," he said. "Getch a cuppa coffee?"”Sam and Callie
“"The day you found me covered in mud, you were dressed in a suit." "Good memory, little one. I sit on a Board of Builders for the Denver/Boulder/Longmont area. Sometimes I have to look nice. Sometimes I have to play nice." "That must be difficult for you," I teased as I set his pancakes in front of him. As he took his first bite, I asked, "How often do you -" "Shhhhh. Don't say a word," he said with closed eyes. "These pancakes - they have to be experienced, savored, worshiped." After a moment of silence he opened one eye and looked at me. "With the exception of you, I'm not sure I have ever had anything this delicious in my mouth."”Callie and Jack