Cotton Candy
by
Mae Hancock
@Hancockfiction
Guest Blog
In Cotton Candy I wanted to create the ultimate
acceptance into the family unit. Despite the problems surrounding Cotton and
Bay’s relationship, and the extra complexities with Bay’s daughter Kristen,
there is a green light given by the Matriarch—Grandma, aka “Betty”. After Bay
is disgruntled and rather amused by Cotton’s first name terms with Betty,
Cotton takes her out shopping. He’s a smart guy, what better way to gain
acceptance into the family than by making an ally of Bay’s grandma. Grandma
loves the shopping trip but she also takes the opportunity to get Cotton to
‘step up to the plate’ to create a much stronger bond with her grandson. The
reality of a cowboy out on a shopping trip with an old lady might seem a bit
far-fetched but it’s totally the way he should go and I’m sure it’s not so
uncommon either. Preconceived ideas about cowboys and what they are like come
across very strongly and often they’re only two dimensional figures, painted as
the ill educated and great unwashed. I see cowboys as regular as the rest of us
when we try to create a bond, well rounded and as family oriented as the next
man.
I’ve read quite a few books by these authors as I always
enjoy them, and now they are actually getting better and better with each book
they write. Nothing is going to get me as excited as the title, “The Nobleman
and the Spy” for a start off. Dee and Devon’s characterization is flawless and
always well researched. Jonathan being wonderfully overprotective, and Karl the
stunningly handsome nobleman wanting to unravel the spy. They’ve already met
once on the battlefield, and I liked the development of both their recoveries
from the trauma of war. The plot was
brilliant and kept me guessing, but best of all was the romance and tender intimacy
between the characters. I don’t like doing spoilers but it’s just a fantastic
book and a good length. If you’re not reading these writers work then you’re
totally missing out on brilliance.
Blurb
Cowboy,
Cotton Reid is the laid back type of guy who accepts people as they are, no
matter how flawed. He’s fun, honest and crazy about his boss and friend the
sexy rancher Bay Redman.
Living
with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is something that family man, Bay, has
done his whole life. Bay can be like a bear with a sore head if the hay isn’t
stored symmetrically or his fridge contains an odd number of jars.
When
the two men begin a hot affair, Cotton keeps a secret from Bay, but will Cotton
find the courage to tell the truth before someone else does?
Excerpt
The heat of the spring sunshine made the air thick and
heavy like midsummer as Cotton and Bay rode back toward the ranch after a long
day rounding up cattle for market. A faint breeze caught strands of Cotton’s
hair, blowing it into his face beneath the tan Stetson. He lifted the hat off
and ran his fingers through his damp mop of hair. Then, pulling a band from his
wrist, he secured the locks into a familiar small bunch, leaving a
fingerbreadth of tail hair at the nape of his neck.
Glad for the momentary relief from the heat, he placed
the hat back on and took in Bay’s broad shoulders as he rode in front. For some
reason today, Cotton had not been able to break away from studying each
movement Bay made. Twice before, Cotton had stared at the man too long and
noticed Bay’s brown eyes searching his own. Has
he noticed me watching him? The man’s deep, smoky cedar scent carried to
Cotton on the wind, the smell so rich and bountiful it made his senses stir
with desire.
Starting to get
darn near obsessed with the man who doesn’t even notice me—not in a carnal way anyhow.
Bay and he were boss and hired help. Bay didn’t chase,
pursue, desire—or even demand anything of Cotton, which served to make the man
more attractive. Bay’s sensual, deep-brown eyes tugged at Cotton with each
glance, and Bay’s thick lashes fanned out, flattering his dark-bronze skin. A
simple, meaningless smile had far-reaching and significant implications for
Cotton. Put simply, it meant Bay approved of him and the things he did. The
rancher’s soft, full lips framed milk-white teeth, and sent urgent ripples
right through Cotton’s body, leaving his fingertips tingling and the reins
slippery with his sweat.
Author Bio
I enjoy writing both academic and fiction material. My
research interests include focus on people who experience marginalization, both
in historical societies and modern. Themes include disability, neurosis,
homosexuality, addiction, mental illness, slavery and prostitution. The most
important part of my work is creating multi-dimensional, believable characters
that are able to build lasting romantic relationships against the odds. I want
all my readers to laugh, cry and enjoy the erotic journey towards a happy
ending.
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