Carolyn Brown | Breaking The Rules With A Handsome Cowboy

Carolyn BrownHOW TO MARRY A COWBOYHOW TO MARRY A COWBOY, Mason and Annie Rose’s story, is the final book in the Cowboys & Brides series that started out with BILLION DOLLAR COWBOY last year. Mason was one of four cowboys who showed up on my porch a couple of years ago. They were all sexy as the devil in blue jeans. They had hats in hands and were there to ask me to write their story. And I refused. They were all rich cowboys and I had no idea how to write about the rich and famous. But I did listen to them a little and it didn’t take long for them to convince me that they were really good old boys and that the money didn’t make them any different than the other cowboys I’d written about.

I didn’t realize until I started writing HOW TO MARRY A COWBOY that Mason Harper had two personal rules and he’d never crossed the line before. The first one was to never get involved with a woman in the house, no matter who she was and the second one was to never get involved with the nanny of his twin daughters, Lily and Gabby.

Then Annie Rose shows up on his porch on the morning of the twins’ birthday. She is dressed in a tattered wedding dress and sleeping in his swing. The twins think that he’d married the strange woman and brought them home a mama for their birthday present. Mason, on the other hand, thinks that Annie is a con artist, but he does need a nanny and it is really difficult to tell the girls no, especially on their birthday. So he hires her and suddenly he is doubting his own rules.

Annie Rose isn’t like any woman he’s ever known. She wins the hearts of his daughters in less than a day even though she makes them follow the rules. Yes, if they want to keep their new baby goats in the house, then it is their responsibility to clean out the play pens where the goats sleep. And yes, they also have to listen to the goats bleating through the night and take care of them.

Magic! It is pure magic when Lily and Gabby obey Annie Rose.

Instead of finding her with one foot out the door and her purse in her hand the first day, there Annie is making the ugliest damn cakes that Mason has ever seen with his daughters. They are all laughing and having such a good time and Annie Rose begins to slip into his thoughts and his dreams. Mason fights it because it seems so disrespectful to his late wife, who’d died when the twins were just babies.

But there is this cute little way that Annie talks too much when she was nervous and lord only knows, there aren’t many women in the world that can race into a clothing store and come out with a bathing suit in five minutes. And then there is the part about being able to rope a goat to take back his dead wife’s gold hoop earrings. Mason is convinced that not another woman in the world can possibly do all this!

Breaking his rules isn’t easy, but the heart will have what the heart wants, or there’s a lot of pain and sleepless nights. So tell me, do you think that the heart will have what it wants? Do you have a story about how what your heart wanted turned your life around?

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Carolyn Brown | The Red-Hot Chili Cook-Off

Carolyn BrownTHE RED-HOT CHILI COOK-OFFThank you Miz Sara and everyone at Fresh Fiction for letting me make a stop here on my recipe blog tour for THE RED-HOT CHILI COOK-OFF. I’m so excited about the second book set in Cadillac, Texas. There’s a brand new lingerie shop in town called Bless My Bloomers, run by three cousins, Carlene, Alma Grace and Patrice. And things are heating up at the panty shop because Carlene found some bikini under pants in her husband Lenny Joe’s briefcase and they damn sure did not belong to her. Now Alma Grace is the president of the Easter program committee at the local church and she’s headed for a committee meeting.

In Texas, folks don’t just go to a committee meetings empty handed. No, sir! It’s a fine time to take along food and Alma Grace arrived at the church fellowship hall with a platter of jalapeno poppers and a dozen peanut butter cupcakes. Lord, no, Alma Grace didn’t make them herself! Alma Grace could sweet talk a nun into a black lace corset and fishnet hose but she couldn’t make toast without it resulting in sirens and fire trucks. God bless her mama’s cook. An excerpt about what happened before I share the jalapeno popper recipe:

She set her offering on the table and picked up a purple paper plate. A hard morning of running back and forth from fitting room to stockroom to cash register had flat out worked up her appetite. She started with two chicken salad sandwiches and added a handful of chips on the side.

“Okay, while we eat, we’ll talk business,” Floy said. “I heard that Lenny put Carson on retainer this morning so I suppose this divorce is going to happen.”

She bit into the sandwich. “I’m not surprised. I hear he even told his new girlfriend that he’d hang a picture of them together above the mantel.”

“Why would he do that?” Floy asked.

“Well, you know he’s won the chili cook-off every year since he and Carlene married. I guess he plans to win it this year and put his and Bridget’s picture holding the trophy up on the wall. But we are praying that he comes to his senses and repents,” Alma Grace said.

“We had an executive meeting before you got here and we’ve voted to change the bylaws for the Easter committee,” Floy said bluntly.

The sandwich stuck firmly somewhere between Alma Grace’s throat and stomach. It took three big gulps of sweet tea to send it on down. “What does that mean?”

“It means that the person in charge of the Easter program has to be above reproach. It was bad enough when you threw your lot in with your cousins and went into business in a panty shop, but now there’s going to be a divorce and talk will be bad. They’ll say that Carlene is doing all kinds of things in that room above the store.”

“It’s pink,” Alma Grace stammered.

“What’s that got to do with anything?”

“It looks like a little girl’s Barbie room. There’s no way it could ever be misconstrued as hooker paradise,” Alma Grace said.

Floy set her jaw and shook her head. “Even your language has been affected by working in that place. We just can’t abide it, Alma Grace. So we put an amendment into the bylaws. It’s to save you and your sweet mama embarrassment. From now on the president of the Easter committee can only serve two terms, each one lasting one year. You’ve already served far longer than that so as of today someone else is taking over your spot and Kim will help her out. No hard feelings, now. It does say in the Good Book that those who the Lord loves will be chastised. Women need to learn their place and stay in it. If she’d been doing her part in the marriage, Lenny would not have strayed.”

Steaming hot tears welled up in Alma Grace’s eyes but she didn’t let a single one escape. “What about me? I’m the angel who sings the final song and this year we were working on bringing me down from the rafters like I was flying.”

Floy’s smile was as stiff as that tight little gray bun at the back of her head. “Kim is going to do that. Bless your heart, you can sing in the choir. We’d never take that away from you. Not with your sweet soprano voice.”

Alma Grace pushed the plate away from her. If she had to smell that dill pickle another minute, she would throw up. She was ruined and she hadn’t done a blasted thing. The fault lay on Carlene’s shoulders for leaving Lenny before the Easter program. If she’d stuck around and tried to work it out, none of this would be going on.

Her voice cracked but she didn’t let the tears loose. “I suppose you’re putting me on the back row, right?”

Everyone in the committee knew that a place on the back row was a slap in the face. There was no way that anyone could even see Alma Grace or hear her either. She’d just been demoted from heaven to hell.

Floy’s skinny shoulders popped up a couple of inches in a shrug. “It’s the only chair open right now. If someone gets sick, we might make a place for you toward the front.”

Alma Grace pushed her chair back. “I’ll make it easy for y’all. Just give my chair to someone else and I’ll sing with the congregation this year. Have a nice lunch.”

She picked up her cupcakes and poppers on the way out, put them in her car, and was about to get inside when she remembered the wings and halo had been bought from her personal checkbook, not the church’s money. She marched straight back to the choir robe room to get them. She looked in the closet but they were gone. She checked everywhere but she couldn’t find them. Those rotten women had taken her position and stolen her wings, too.

Do you have a favorite appetizer or finger foods recipe that you take to church socials or meetings? We’d love for you to share it with us.



10 jalapeno peppers

2-3 slices bacon, chopped

1/4 cup onion, diced

1/2 cup mushrooms, chopped

3 ounces cream cheese

3 ounces Monterey jack cheese

3 ounces mozzarella cheese

Cooking Directions

Remove stems from the jalapeno peppers and remove innards through the top with a pepper corer. If you do not have a corer, use a knife or very thin spoon.

In a large pan, fry bacon, onion, and mushroom until bacon is crisp. Drain and cool.

In a mixing bowl, combine bacon, onion, mushroom, and cheeses.

Stuff each pepper with the bacon cheese mixture.

Bake at 375 degrees about 20-30 minutes.

Be sure to follow along on THE RED-HOT CHILI COOK-OFF Recipe Sharing Tour!

April 1: Carolyn Brown’s Facebook Page

April 2: Dew on the Kudzu

April 3: Fresh Fiction

April 4: Book’d Out

April 7: Book Reviews & More by Kathy

April 8: Chick Lit Central

April 9: Satisfaction for Insatiable Readers

April 10: Bitten By Love Reviews

April 11: From the TBR Pile

Learn more about THE RED-HOT CHILI COOK-OFF and find out some delicious recipes from Carolyn and other readers along the way. Chances to win at each stop!

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More Than the Chili’s Heating Up Cadillac, Texas

Carlene Lovelle, co-owner of Bless My Bloomers lingerie shop, found a pair of fancy red-silk panties in her husband’s briefcase, and all hell is breaking loose. She custom-made those fancy bloomers herself—and she remembers the bimbo who bought them. If her husband had a lick of sense, he’d known there are no secrets in a town like Cadillac.

Carlene’s cohorts—and their mamas—plan to exact revenge on Lenny Joe where it’ll hurt the most: break his ten-year winning streak at the prestigious Red-Hot Chili Cook-Off. Never before has a woman dared to compete. But the ladies of Bless My Bloomers are cooking up a storm…and it seems the whole town is taking sides in the showdown.

Welcome to Cadillac, Texas, where the chili is hot, the gossip is hotter, and friends stick by each other, no matter what the challenge.


“With a cast of characters that will leave readers grinning, Brown’s latest is delightful, humorous “chick lit”… Fun, fun and more fun is on hand in a story that wins a blue ribbon in both originality and wit.” —RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars

“Fun, fresh and hilarious… The author showed that laughter is the best medicine and a sure fire cure for the toughest of challenges in life.” —Chick Lit Reviews

“The characters are vibrant and engaging, the story is endearingly off beat and full of down home folksy charm. A wonderfully heartwarming and highly entertaining novel.” —Book Reviews and More by Kathy


Carolyn Brown is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with more than sixty books published. Her bestselling cowboy romance series include the Lucky trilogy, the Honky Tonk series, Spikes & Spurs, Cowboys & Brides, and the new Burnt Boot, Texas series. She has also launched into women’s fiction with a Texas twang. Born in Texas and raised in southern Oklahoma, Carolyn and her husband make their home in the town of Davis, Oklahoma, where she credits her eclectic family for her humor and writing ideas. For more information, please visit

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Sara Reyes | Saturday Ramblings… Time for Tea, Books and Friends

Sara ReyesHello, my friends. It’s been a long time since I chatted with you here. Did you miss me? Laughing, probably not since we’ve had many many authors stop by and be our guest at Fresh Fiction, more interesting than what I usually rambled about. And so, here we are and I’m not quite sure what to say.

Well, today is book club tea day in Texas. It’s a late one because the tea room holds it at 3:30pm to 5:00pm. That’s the strange thing about teas I’ve found over the years, the ‘proper’ time ranges from noon to 6pm. Each venue has their own idea of what is right. Most believe that a tea was a snack between luncheon and dinner so the ladies wouldn’t faint. I guess I’ve always thought of it as similar to feeding your kids when they came home from school before the family dinner. Give them a quick sandwich or snack and they won’t tear the kitchen apart rummaging for food. But whenever tea is held there is always someone who expresses that it’s too early, too late but never just right. Ah, well, life goes on. From experience I am certain the Chocolate Angel knows how to make delicious sandwiches, scones and desserts so planned my Saturday food intake around the inclusion of tea!

The great thing about monthly tea is we play the name game, where every one gets to talk about the last book they read: whether they loved it or not. This is a great ice breaker and it gives the whole group some great direction in what to read next or what might possibly have been missed. All of us are readers and getting the clue on a possibly fabulous read is always a treat. And what else should a meeting of readers be, but a treat? Don’t you agree?

I am trying to find all my copies of Carolyn Brown‘s latest books. I’ve been reading her for the last year and she’s coming down from Oklahoma for our Wednesday night book club. She was a guest here and her books sounded like something I’d want to try. The titles had more than a touch of country western songs which made me smile. Sure enough, they were fun reads too!

Carolyn’s latest books


So, what are you doing today? Any plans for meeting some reading buddies? Spending time with your family or friends? Cleaning? (Ugh, the bane of most women?) Or maybe, just relaxing with a good book? DO tell and I’ll tell our Contests Manager to pull something out of his stash of books to give away to a commenter.

Until next time…Get out there and READ a book…
Sara Reyes
DFW Tea Readers Group

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Carolyn Brown | Meet a Love Drunk Cowboy

Carolyn BrownLOVE DRUNK COWBOYHi y’all! And how is everyone at Fresh Fiction today? In southern Oklahoma things are hopping right along. Spring has sprung. Summer is well into coming into its own and the flowers are blooming.

And I have a new book on my bookcase! LOVE DRUNK COWBOY just hit the stands today and I’m so excited I could just dance a jig with a peg legged pirate, or maybe do some line dancin’ with a tall, dark sexy cowboy! Yes, indeedy, that does sound better.

LOVE DRUNK COWBOY is the debut book in the new Spikes & Spurs series which has grown into four books already with the possibility of more on the horizon. Red’s Hot Cowboy will be out in September; Darn Good Cowboy Christmas in October and an untitled fourth book in the spring of 2012. What happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas. Right? That’s what Jasmine and Ace thought when they had a secret wedding but then it was broadcast on national television and the secret was out of the bag. We haven’t come up with a name for it yet but believe me, my fabulous editor Deb Werksman will find a perfect fit for a sexy cowboy who doesn’t want to be really married.

But I digress and I can hear Austin and Rye pitchin’ a hissy back behind me because today is about them and LOVE DRUNK COWBOY, not about Red and Wil or Raylen and Liz or Jasmine and Ace!

With a brand new cast of quirky characters and a whole new small town world, LOVE DRUNK COWBOY kicks off the new SPIKES & SPURS series about women who give up their high heels for cowboy boots and the cowboys who find out taming them is a helluva lot harder than it looks. It’s all about women with spike heels on their boots and men with spurs on theirs. It’s mixing oil and water and coming out with happy-ever-after after hitting a million speed bumps along the journey of life.

It’s spring time, right before Easter, and Austin Lanier has inherited a watermelon farm from her grandmother right on the Red River. She’s wasting her two week vacation to straighten up her grandmother’s affairs and put the farm up for sale. Tall, blond and beautiful, she has no desire to get her hands dirty planting and harvesting watermelons or to live in Terral, population 386―until she finds the wine cellar and the recipes to make watermelon wine; and she finds out that Rye O’Donnell isn’t the 70 year old friend she’d envisioned her grandmother might have. He’s a flesh and blood, hot and sexy 32-year-old cowboy who sets her hormones to tingling. And he lives right across the road from the watermelon farm.

Love at first sight is for country singers and saps; it’s not for a rough old cowboy like Rye O’Donnell but that’s what happens when he meets Austin Lanier the first time. He’s ridden bulls and broke broncos, but just looking at her makes his heart gallop like never before. There’s no way she’ll want to trade her big city life for such a different world, but he has two weeks to make her change her mind and he goes at it with a goal in sight!

Austin hadn’t counted on a sexy neighbor who was tall, dark and interested and it’s driving her crazy. Could she ever adapt to country living?

Many years ago my husband took a job in the tiny little town of Terral, Oklahoma. He was the principal at the high school and the English department. That’s not an error…he was the only English teacher for the entire high school so he was the whole department. They graduated 12 seniors that year which was a big class. The year before they’d had six seniors. It’s right smack in the middle of watermelon country and sits on the Red River. After living there a year, I always wanted to write a book about that area. Then after I completed the Honky Tonk series last year, Austin Lanier came visiting my imagination and said it was time to write about Terral. She even offered to inherit a watermelon farm if I gave her a real sexy cowboy to look at while she was in that area. Spikes & Spurs was born that day when I envisioned Austin in her expensive power suits and spike heels clashing with Rye, in his boots and spurs.

From there it went to Austin’s friend, Pearl (RED’S HOT COWBOY) who inherits a motel across the river in Henrietta, Texas, and then to Raylen, Rye’s younger brother over in Ringgold, Texas, just a stone’s throw from Terral but on the Texas side of the river (DARN GOOD COWBOY CHRISTMAS). Meanwhile Jasmine, Pearl’s friend, has bought a little country café called Chicken Fried in Ringgold and Ace is her best friend. Secondary characters keep begging to have their story told and Deb, editor at Sourcebooks, has let me keep the series going. It’s amazing how many women are willing to give up their spikes for cowboy boots if the right cowboy comes along! And even more amazing that you can kick any mesquite bush in that area and a dozen handsome cowboys will come out with their hat in their hands and sweet talkin’ in a slow Texas drawl.

Tell me what would it take for you to trade your high heels in on a pair of red cowboy boots (see cover of LOVE DRUNK COWBOY)? Talk to me…I’m listening!!


She’s a Self-Made City Girl…

High-powered career woman Austin Lanier suddenly finds herself saddled with an inherited watermelon farm deep in the countryside. She’s determined to sell the farm, until her new, drop-dead sexy neighbor Rye O’Donnell shows up…

He’s as Intoxicating as Can Be…

Rancher Rye O’Donnell thinks he’s going to get a good deal on his dream property—until he meets the fiery new owner. Rye is knocked sideways when he realizes that not only is Granny Lanier’s city-slicker granddaughter a savvy businesswoman, she’s also sexy as hell…

Suddenly Rye is a whole lost less interested in real estate and a whole lot more focused on getting Austin to set aside her stiletto heels…


Carolyn Brown is an award-winning author who has published 36 bestselling romances for the library market. She now writes bestselling single title cowboy and country music mass market romances. Born in Texas and raised in southern Oklahoma, Carolyn and her husband now make their home in the town of Davis, Oklahoma. Carolyn’s next book, RED’S HOT COWBOY will be in stores in August 2011, followed by DARN GOOD COWBOY CHRISTMAS in October 2011. For more information, please visit and

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Fresh Pick | HELL, YEAH by Carolyn Brown

Hell, Yeah

Honky Tonk #2
August 2010
On Sale: August 3, 2010
Featuring: Travis Henry; Cathy O’Dell
384 pages
ISBN: 1402239270
EAN: 9781402239274
Mass Market Paperback

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Hell, Yeah
by Carolyn Brown

Are sparks gonna fly when he shows up?

He lives the good life…
Gorgeous and rich, Travis Henry travels the country unearthing oil wells and then moving on. Then the beautiful blue-eyed new owner of the Honky Tonk beer joint becomes his best friend and so much more.

She’s finally found a place that feels like home…
When Cathy O’Dell buys the Honky Tonk, the nights of cowboys and country tunes come together to create the home she’s always wanted. Then in walks a ruggedly handsome oil man who tempts her to trade in the happiness she’s found at the Honky Tonk for a life on the road with him…

Will a sexy showdown persuade two stubborn lovers to reveal their true hearts’ desires, or will they both be left singing the blues?

Can’t help falling in love with you.


“Ten, hell yeah!”

The women yelled with Gretchen Wilson as she sang “Redneck Woman” and asked the redneck girls to give her a big hell yeah as the New Year’s countdown began.

“Nine, hell yeah.”

“Eight, hell yeah.”

Everyone held up their plastic flute of champagne.

“Seven, hell yeah!”

The men in the Honky Tonk beer joint yelled with the women.

“Six, hell yeah!”

“Five, hell yeah!”

Cathy was half way across the dance floor headed for the bar and stopped to look at everyone who’d be kissing someone in four more seconds. She remembered the previous year when she had someone to kiss. Even if he did turn out to be a first rate son-of-a-bitch, she missed the excitement of bringing in a brand new year Read More…

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Carolyn Brown | A Talk With Cathy of the Honky Tonk

Carolyn BrownHELL YEAHHello all y’all at Fresh Fiction! I’m so glad to be here today, especially after meeting y’all at the RWA Conference in Orlando last week. What a wonderful experience getting to visit with y’all.

HELL, YEAH hit the bookshelves with a bang the first of the month. It’s the second in the Honky Tonk series, following I LOVE THIS BAR which came out in June. MY GIVE A DAMN’S BUSTED will be out in October andHONKY TONK CHRISTMAS in December.

HELL, YEAH is Cathy O’Dell’s and Travis Henry’s story and I thought we’d interview Cathy today so y’all could get to know her better before you rush right out and buy the book … or else throw your name in the Stetson to win a copy.

Pretzels and peanuts are on the bar. Get comfortable and get your questions ready and we’ll get started as soon as Cathy finishes up her night at the Honky Tonk. She’s popping the top off a cold beer right now and propping her feet up on one of the tables so I think she’s just about ready. You’ll find a pencil and piece of paper beside you so write down whatever you’d like to ask her and I’ll draw them out of the hat. She’s says she’ll take questions as long as there is a drop of beer left and after that she’s locking up the Tonk and going to bed.

So first question … drum roll please and then let me hear a big loud hell, yeah from everyone in the crowd … that was pretty good but it didn’t raise the roof of the Honky Tonk so suck in some air and let me hear it again or else I’m going to put a quarter in the juke box and pick out three old tunes and forget about interviewing Cathy.

Very good! I believe they heard you all the way over in Erath County, so here we go:

Question: Did it make you mad as hell when Travis Henry just waltzed into your beer joint and kissed you at the stroke of midnight?
Cathy (with a big smile on her face): It should have but he was so damned cute with those wire rimmed glasses and those tight fittin’ jeans I couldn’t be mad. I was stunned and sure didn’t like the feelings it caused but not so much mad as confused.

Question: What about the day when you found out he was going to be living in your back yard?
Cathy: Oh, darlin’, I was fit to be tied. Amos about had to clean off a spot in the yard big enough for me to have a good old southern hissy fit. My whole world turned upside down and inside out that day.

Question: Did you wish Daisy was back so you could talk to her about it?
Cathy: Yes, ma’am, I surely did. Daisy and I were the only family left on the O’Dell side and more like sisters than cousins. But I did tell her all about Travis moving into my back yard. We talk regularly on the phone and she visits when she can. She still loves the Honky Tonk and keeps in touch with Chigger and Jim Bob. Plus Jarod’s nephew runs Uncle Emmett’s old ranch so there’s a connection there.

Question: Tell us about Jezzy? Is she the Honky Tonk’s new Chigger?
Cathy: No, Jezzy isn’t Chigger. She’s a left over flower child from another era and we’ve become fast friends. She’s the older sister I never had. Y’all need to come around when she’s here and buy her a beer. She’ll entertain you for hours with her stories.

Question: Chigger’s momma said in I LOVE THIS BAR that she was going to find you a husband before the year was out. Does that worry you since you’ve decided to run the Tonk until the day they carry you out on a zipped up stretcher?
Cathy: I’ve got to admit I do have a superstitious side so that did worry me especially when she found wives for Billy Bob and Joe Bob. For a while I was afraid she’d parade men through the Tonk and try to reform me. I’m still wondering if all her praying brought Travis to Mingus. That woman has some wicked powers, let me tell you.

Question: I understand that you and Travis have quite an adventure. Care to discuss it?
Cathy: (Holding up her palms and laughing) No ma’am. That would give away too much and spoil HELL, YEAH for the reader. I will tell you that there are rats involved and I absolutely hate rats. And an old boyfriend who’s an absolute bona-damn-fide sumbitch and he’s even worse than rats. This is my last swallow of beer. Is there one more question in that Stetson?

Last question: Would you tell us about Larissa?
Cathy: Larissa is my best friend. When she first came in I thought she was hoity-toity but I soon found out that she was just looking for a place to hang her heart just like I was. We both found Mingus, Texas by different routes but it’s home and that’s where the heart is. It’s been fun talkin’ to you ladies. Come on back to the Honky Tonk any time and have a beer, do some two steppin’ or line dancin’ and get to know Jezzy and Larissa for yourselves. Or maybe you could just pick up a copy of HELL, YEAH at your nearest bookstore. Last one out switch off the lights and y’all have a good night.

This is Carolyn back again. Cathy has gone to her apartment and I’m sitting on the front steps of the Honky Tonk. Smoke still hangs in the air but the stars are bright above the old weathered wood beer joint. We’ve talked to Cathy this evening. If you could interview Travis, what would you ask him?

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Fresh Pick | I LOVE THIS BAR by Carolyn Brown

I Love This Bar

Honky Tonk #1

June 2010
On Sale: June 1, 2010
Featuring: Jarod McElroy; Daisy O’Dell
384 pages
ISBN: 1402239262
EAN: 9781402239267
Mass Market Paperback

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I Love This Bar
by Carolyn Brown

Funny, sexy, and sure to appeal to the huge audience of country music fans, this new trilogy features the Honky Tonk beer joint and its succession of lovelorn owners.

Serving two counties, one wet and one dry, the Honky Tonk is the gathering place for every hothead, thirsty rancher, and lusty lady looking for a good time. Owner Daisy O’Dell vows she’ll run the place until they drag her cold dead body through the swinging doors. That is, until the day Jarod McElroy walks in, looking for a cold drink and a moment’s peace from his ornery Uncle Emmitt.

The minute Jarod sees Daisy, with her hot looks and smart mouth; he knows he’s met not only his own match, but Uncle Emmitt’s as well. Now, if only he can convince her to come out from behind that bar and come on home with him…


All the air escaped Daisy’s lungs in a whoosh when the cowboy collapsed on top of her body. She sucked in air and pushed at the weight, but her arms were pinned. She opened her eyes to see a head full of dark hair and felt the sharp bone of his nose pressing into her left breast. He raised his head and looked over at her, his face only inches from hers, his eyes zeroing in on her lips.

Hot damn! That’s one sexy face, they both thought at the same time.

She shut her eyes and started to lean in for the kiss, then reality hit. She had fallen flat on her back on the floor of the Honky Tonk beer joint and taken the nearest cowboy down with her. She popped her eyes wide open and wriggled back away from Read More…

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Carolyn Brown | I Love This Bar….Introducing The Honky Tonk Series

CAROLYN BROWNI LOVE THIS BARGood morning! Thank you for inviting me to stop by on my blog tour this month. I Love This Bar is on the book shelves ready for my readers to bust down the book store doors to get at one. Did I mention that my imagination often times runs wild and free and I get these amazing images in my head about how much my readers love my books?

I Love This Bar is the first in the four book Honky Tonk series with Hell, Yeah coming out in August; My Give A Damn’s Busted in October and
Honky Tonk Christmas in November. The series is centered around an old beer joint in Mingus, Texas called The Honky Tonk and the four bar owners who have no intentions of ever giving up their saloon…and the four sexy cowboys who are determined to change those sassy women’s minds.

Daisy O’Dell is the first bar owner you will meet. And Jarod McElroy is that amazing cowboy on the cover of I Love This Bar. Want to read an excerpt that will tell you exactly what happened between them there at the first?

Is that a big “Hell, Yeah!” I hear surrounding my computer? Well, I’m going to pretend it is so you might as well yell.

Grab a cup of coffee and a two pieces of double fudge brownies and read away!

All the air escaped Daisy’s lungs in a whoosh and when the cowboy collapsed on top of her body. She sucked in air and pushed at the weight but her arms were pinned. She opened her eyes to see a head full of dark hair and felt the sharp bone of his nose pressing into her left breast:

He moaned or mumbled something. Her breast muted whatever it was.

Thank God he’s not dead; she thought when he rolled to one side.

He raised his head and looked over at her, his face only inches from hers, his eyes zeroing in on her lips.

Hot damn! That’s one sexy face, they both thought at the same time.

She shut her eyes and leaned forward for the kiss then reality hit. She had fallen flat on her back on the floor of the Honky Tonk beer joint and took the nearest cowboy down with her. She popped her eyes wide open and wiggled back away from the sexiest gray eyes she’d ever seen.

Oh, shit, who saw us? Daisy looked up to find everyone staring down at them, the cowboy’s body still touching her from breast to toe even if he had rolled to one side. The blush that filled her cheeks had nothing to do with afterglow.

The joint was as quiet as a tomb. It was a hell of a time for the juke box to go silent.

“You all right?” Tinker, the bouncer, asked.

Daisy looked up to see him bent over the two of them, worry etched in his face as he bent to touch her face.

“I’m fine. Make sure he is, too,” she panted.

Tinker held out a hand and in one swift movement the cowboy was on his feet. One minute he’d been walking toward the bar; the next he was grabbing for anything to break the fall. Then as if slow motion she slipped in the same slick puddle of spilled bear and grabbed for him. He hoped he hadn’t broken any of her bones when he landed on top of her.

Tinker picked Daisy up carefully and set her on a barstool. “You all right?”

“I’m fine. My dignity is in shatters and I might have a bruise or two, but I’ll live,” she said.

“Then I’ll get back to the door. Motion if you need me,” Tinker said.

She nodded and raised her voice to the customers who were still watching the whole scenario as if it were an X-rated movie. “I’m fine everyone. I promise. Get on back to having a good time.”

Someone plugged coins into the juke box and George Strait’s song, “River of Love,” filled the place. Several people started a line dance and by the time the song ended everything was back to normal.

All expect Daisy’s heart. It still raced.

She looked at the cowboy. He was just as sexy sitting on the bar stool as he’d been lying on top of her. “Sorry about that. I hope you don’t have anything broken.”

The cowboy barely nodded. “Just a little stunned. Stupid things like that happen so fast it’s like it happened to someone else. Might have a bruise but you broke my fall. You sure you are all right?”

It was her turn to nod.

“Guess we stepped in that beer at the same time. Where’s the bartender? We both ought to sue the hell out of him.” Jarod was amazed that he could utter a single word the way his pulse raced. He could lie and say that it was the embarrassment of the fall, but the truth was that was one dazzling lady he’d taken a fall with.

Daisy knew every rancher, cattle rustler and hot blooded male and female in five counties but she’d never seen that damn fine looking cowboy before. Snug fitting jeans covered one sexy tight butt hitched up on the stool. Bulging biceps underneath his snowy white tee shirt stretched the knit. His black hair and high cheek bones said that he had some Native American blood somewhere but his eyes were the color of heavy fog. He could have played the resident bad boy in an old movie: maybe James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause. She remembered watching the movie with her grandmother back before Granny died. From that day forward, Daisy O’Dell had been attracted to bad boys, and that had been her down fall.

For the first time she seriously considered breaking the rules and taking a man through the door into her apartment at the back of the Honky Tonk. She shook her head to remove the crazy notion. The man could be a serial killer or a drug pusher. Hell, he could be worse than either of those two things ? he could be married.

She blushed scarlet. She’d been ogling the stranger rudely.

His straw hat had somehow found its way to the bar in front of him and she wished she could pick it up to fan her scorching face. Not that it would have helped a whole hell of a lot. The way her hormones were overreacting she could have melted ice on the North Pole in December.

© Carolyn Brown, Sourcebooks Casablanca, 2010

So tell me after reading that would what would be your first thought if you suddenly found yourself flat on your back on a dance floor with a cowboy like Jarod right on top of you?


She doesn’t need anything but her bar
Daisy O’Dell has her hands full with hotheads and thirsty ranchers until the day one damn fine cowboy walks in and throws her whole life into turmoil…

He’s looking for a cold drink and a moment’s peace
Instead, Jarod McElroy, finds one red hot woman. She’s just what he needs, if only he can convince her to come out from behind that bar, and come home with him…

About the Author

Carolyn Brown is an award-winning author who has published 36 historical and western romance novels for the library market, many of them bestsellers in that market. Born in Texas and raised in southern Oklahoma, Carolyn and her husband now make their home in the town of Davis, Oklahoma. For more information, please visit her website.

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Carolyn Brown | An Interview With Jane Day The Heroine Of One Lucky Cowboy

CAROLYN BROWNONE LUCKY BROWNThank you for having me on your website today. It’s a pleasure to be here. Tell me, has a character in a book ever become so real that you wish you could interview her to find out a little more than what was written? Well, I have many times so I thought we would interview the heroine of ONE LUCKY COWBOY today. She had a big pair of ladies cowboy boots to fill after Milli Torres in Lucky in Love but I think she did a fine job of kicking up the Texas dirt when she inherited them. So let’s see what she thinks about her story in One Lucky Cowboy.

Carolyn Brown: What did you think the first time you laid eyes on Slade Luckadeau?

Jane Day: I thought he was a pompous ass who’d been spoiled his whole life and didn’t have a clue about me even though he thought he’d figured out the whole big picture that first two minutes. I wasn’t about to let him intimidate me. I needed a place to hide out for a few weeks and he could live with it or drop dead. Right then, I didn’t care which one he chose.

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