a dozen from 'Wild West Weekend' ~ a contemporary erotic romance with cowboys set just outside of Las Vegas.
Self-assuredness cloaked him.
I can carry a tune, my darlin’.”
Yeah, but I’m not too great
singing backwoods country. As a matter of fact I’m sure I suck. “I’m not familiar
with the style of country western songs.”
Damon placed a microphone in her
hand. His warm fingers cupped her hand around the metal, and he gently
tightened his hold. “I was thinking we would do a Broadway number. Sing
somethin’ right up your alley.”
“Seriously?” Disbelief was hard to
hide, she was sure of it from the sound of her voice.
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