This week I released TAKING CHARGE, the final, climactic book in the Lone Star Burn Series. I have loved and laughed my way through writing this series, and I hope you have loved the journey as much as I have. Thank you again for all your amazing support, and even though this series is coming to a close, I have many, many more stories for you.ruth-lsb-ad-2

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Dive into the 7 Brides for 7 Brothers Series with Luke – Now Available!

Coming November 1st: Gabe


This week, the supremely talented bestselling author, Barbara Freethy, released the first book in the series, LUKE. You’ll meet the Brannigan brothers—seven sexy brothers who bring the heart and the heat!
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GABE will be released on November 1 – written by yours truly 🙂
You won’t want to miss a single one!

Romance Lover’s Giveaway

And because seven authors are so excited, we have lots of great prizes! Each week we’ll be announcing a new prize, and at the end of the giveaway one person will win their very own iPad Mini.

Taking Charge Excerpts


Excerpt 1

She met his eyes, and for a moment her resolve wavered. He had the kindest eyes she’d ever looked into. What would we be to each other if we’d known each other before all this? If I wasn’t already a tangled mess on the inside?

Why ask myself what might have been, when all I have is here and now?

“Keeping this ranch is my priority now. My only priority. I know how ungrateful that sounds, but I asked you not to come. I warned you. Good-bye, David.”

He bent closer again, so close Lucy’s resolve began to dissolve. “I’m not leaving until I’m sure you’re safe, Lucy. Wyatt hired me to help look after the outbuildings, and I agreed to bring some of my horses over to give work to some of the men who were here today. Wyatt seems to think they’ll need it.”

The room spun. “Wyatt can’t hire you. This is my ranch.”

David caressed the side of Lucy’s face, running the back of his fingers down one side of her neck. “Wyatt’s worried about you. He thinks you need someone to watch over you. I agree.”

The pleasure of his touch confused Lucy. She felt vibrantly alive, and her miserable morning was too easy to forget. No. No. No. She pushed his hand away. “I don’t care what Wyatt thinks, and I don’t care what you do, either. I’m telling you to leave. I don’t want you here.”

“Then why do you look like you want to kiss me so damn much?” he asked.

Lucy turned away from him. She wrapped her arms around herself. She could lie to him and say he was wrong, but they’d both know it wasn’t true. “You say you want to help me, David, but you don’t listen to me. I will save this ranch, and I will do it myself.” She turned back to face him. “Haven’t you ever needed to prove something to yourself so badly that an easier way of doing something was impossible to consider?”

David nodded. “And that was usually right before I fell on my face.”

She sputtered angrily and was about to tell him off when he raised his hand to caress her cheek again. “We’re at a standoff, you and I. My daddy always said the secret to solving a disagreement was finding a compromise both could live with. Wyatt needs help outside, the men who were here today need jobs, and I need to know you’re okay.”

He ran a mesmerizing thumb across her parted lips. “You need to save the ranch on your own. What if I promise I won’t step in to help again unless you ask me to, and in return you let me pay for the use of your barns and fields to train my horses.”

“You can’t pay me. I owe you money.”
“Then charge me and deduct as we go. I’ll pay you a fair rate for the lease of your facility.” “Why would you do that?” Besides to sleep with me, because that can’t happen.

As if he heard her, he dropped his hand and stepped back. The sadness she felt at the absence of his touch was as confusing as fighting the pleasure from it had been. “I’ve been thinking about getting my own place for a while. This would be a way to test how I like it. Working with Tony has been good for me, but like you, it’s time for me to see what I can do on my own.”

“You can’t stay in the main house.” Lucy blushed right after she blurted her thought out.

A slow smile spread across his face. “Wyatt suggested I stay in the old workers’ quarters. None of the men who were here today will be looking to stay there. It’ll be perfect.”

Perfectly crazy.
Am I honestly considering this? “If I say yes, it doesn’t mean I’m agreeing to anything else. I

want to be clear about that.”


A twinkle lit his eyes. “Why, Miss Lucy, what else might I think you were agreeing to?”


Excerpt 2


Lucy walked back to the box and picked up the largest toy inside. It was the velvet base with the exchangeable mechanical dildo on top. She placed it on her desk, laid out the variety of attachable pieces in front of it, and sat down. She rested her chin on one hand and looked at it sternly.

You don’t scare me, you know.

You’re just a bunch of wires and silicone molds.

She glanced at the directions, then attached one of the dildos to the top. It had a tickler on its end that reminded Lucy of a mop of hair.

Not even sexy. More like something from outer space.
She absently ran her finger over the complicated arrangements of buttons on the front. And seriously, how much does something like you need to do?

As she brushed too hard against one of the buttons, the dildo started to spin. “Shit.” She tried to turn it off, but the button she’d pressed had sent the base into a vibration mode so powerful, the thing was hopping on her desk. She made a grab for it, pressed another button, and the dildo flew forward, slapping her across the face. She swore and lost her grip, and it hopped itself off her desk and crashed to the floor.

She scrambled onto her knees, trying to grab the damn thing. It eluded her first attempt, but she finally caught it. Despite how it wiggled for its freedom, she righted it and located the “Off” button. Swearing, she sat back on her heels and wiped a hand across her now sweaty brow. It was only then that she noticed David standing at the door.

There are moments in life that test a man. The sight of Lucy chasing a hopping machine with a dick waving from the top of it like a flag was probably the funniest thing David had ever seen. The expression on her face warned him not to laugh. He told himself she was probably embarrassed, and he shouldn’t have opened the door without knocking.

Then, because he was only human, he grinned and asked, “Tough day at work?”

Trade It All: Book 4 of the Barrington Billionaires — Now Available

Trade It All available on pre-order

Lance Barrington’s priority is business, not pleasure. Only one woman has ever been able to turn him inside out: Willa Chambers, his sister’s best friend. Forbidden. Scandalous. Unforgettable.

They’ve spent the last ten years trying to forget one night.

When Willa and Lance are thrown together again, things heat up fast. Loving him almost destroyed her the first time.

This time, will it heal her?

She gently removed her hand from his. “We’ll probably always be part of each other’s lives, but that’s all there can ever be for us.”
Lance cupped one side of her face with his hand. “Then what do we do with this?” His mouth came down and claimed hers.
Despite everything she’d said, every shred of sanity she’d clung to, she opened her lips for him. She met his plundering kiss with a frenzy that came from years of pent-up hunger. Hunger for him. She gripped his strong shoulders and gave herself over to a passion that burned hotter than any she’d experienced with other men.
He pulled her tight against him. His arousal pulsed against her stomach, and she writhed against it, shaken when she realized he was as much a slave to their attraction as she was. Her arms went up and around his neck. His hands cupped her ass, moving her even more intimately against his excitement.
There was nothing beyond how good his mouth felt on hers, how her skin tingled everywhere it touched his. She needed more. He must have been feeling the same way because he yanked her skirt upward and slid his hands beneath the silk panties she’d impulsively worn beneath it. She frantically began to pull the front of his shirt out of his pants.
The sound of a knock on the door of his office brought Willa back to her senses. She pulled away from him and yanked her skirt down over her ass just in time to turn and face a very embarrassed secretary who stuttered her way through an apology before closing the door.
In a deep, gravelly voice, Lance asked, “What do we do about that, Willa?”
I can’t do this again. I can’t open myself to that kind of pain a second time. Willa backed toward the door, grabbing her purse on the way. “Nothing. If you care about me at all—do nothing.”

Book 4 of the Lone Star Burn Series is now available

Book 4 of the Lone Star Burn Series is now available on pre-order.

Lucy Albright never wanted her family’s Texas ranch, but now it’s in foreclosure. She’s already lost so much she can’t bear the thought of losing one more thing. Lucy learned the hard way not to accept help from a man when there are strings attached, so she’ll do whatever it takes to save the ranch on her own terms—even if that means launching an online business marketing high-tech sex toys.

Ranch manager David Harmon has a reputation for being a cowboy with a heart of gold. Even if she refuses his help, down-and-out Lucy is the kind of woman he’ll do anything to protect. And while David may not know much about Lucy’s naughty side business, that won’t stop a cowboy from doing something he’s set his mind to.

With the ranch threatened by a scheming neighbor, Lucy can’t help but keep David around. Their attraction may be undeniable, but will the spark between them burn her entire future to the ground?

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David blocked her retreat. “Mason will be in Fort Mavis this weekend. He and Chelle will be there. Sarah asked if you were going. I said I had no idea. Mason must really want us both there, because he said he’d have a private plane waiting for us at the airfield tomorrow morning.”
“Oh, that’s really generous of him, but I can’t . . .”
“Don’t let me be the reason you don’t go. I don’t mind driving back.”
Lucy met his eyes and was instantly sorry she did. He was being sincere, and she felt lower than low. He would actually drive all the way to Fort Mavis and let her take the plane. He was that fucking nice.
I should tell him the truth about how I’m saving the ranch. Let him see that although he’s vying for sainthood, I’m quickly slipping in the opposite direction.
“Take the plane, David. If I decide to go, I’ll make the drive. I’ve done it before.”
He kept her corralled against the round pen and leaned down so his lips hovered just above hers. “Are you afraid to fly?”
She swallowed hard. “No.”
He ran a hand lightly down her arm, sending shivers of pleasure through her. “Then what is it? Are you afraid if we’re alone you won’t be able to keep your hands off me?”
Yes. “That’s ridiculous.”
“Then say yes. There’s no reason you and I can’t share a private plane ride to see our closest friends, is there?”
His voice. His touch. The promise of his lips on hers. Lucy was helplessly mesmerized. “I guess you’re right.”
“I am,” he said with a slow, sexy smile.
Striving to hold on to some semblance of sanity, she said, “We have to be back by Sunday night. I have a conference call scheduled.”
His breath tickled her cheek. “How is your business going?”
“It’s coming—” She blushed at the double meaning that was accurate. “It’s coming along. I’ve already generated some revenue. Not enough to break even, of course, but I’ll get there.”
“That’s great. New businesses are tough. I bet you’re working all hours of the night right now.”
Lucy tried to look away but couldn’t. Memories of how she’d spent the last week would have been much more exciting if David had been there with her, watching her, taking the toy from her and bringing her to climax himself. Her body clenched and she grew wet.
It didn’t matter that it was the middle of the day, that they were not alone, or that she’d just told herself she wouldn’t sleep with him. If he’d pulled her against him, claimed her mouth beneath his, she would have given herself over to him completely.
“Lucy?” David asked gently.
“I want you. I don’t give a damn that everyone is watching us right now, but I do care what they think of you. Be ready by nine tomorrow morning. You’re getting on that plane even if I have to carry you onto it.”
Imagining that did nothing to calm the hot desire pulsing through Lucy. She told herself she should say no. If she couldn’t control herself now, in public, what would happen when they were finally alone? She licked her bottom lip. “You wouldn’t do that.”

“Then you don’t know me well enough yet.”

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Radio interview…hilarious!

For those who missed my radio spot here it is. . .it gets pretty funny half-way through when it all goes south. . .lol! Wait until I mention Kathleen Brooks. The show has technical difficulties that lead to all out mayhem and laughter.

My street team dropped by with kind words and to taunt me. You get to hear my brother call in wondering if he needs to save me.

Follow this link and then click the little symbol I highlighted below. My podcast comes up. First you hear music, but hang on 🙂 It’s all there. Once the phone starts calling me back you’ll hear me go from nervously laughing to actually freaked out. Hopefully you find that as amusing as I do.

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