Macy Beckett | Surrender to Sultry

Reunited and It Feels So Good!

Greetings, fresh fiction lovers! I’m Macy Beckett, author of the Sultry Springs novels—where first loves find second chances—and I’m here to give you the inside scoop on Colton and Leah, the reunited lovers in my third book, SURRENDER TO SULTRY .

These two were high school sweethearts, but like many first loves, their romance burned red-hot and quickly went down in flames. Heartbroken, Leah skipped town before her graduation cap hit the floor, and a contrite Colton searched for her diligently…without success. Now, ten years later, the pair cross paths again when Leah returns to Sultry Springs to care for her ailing father.

In the following excerpt, Colt—who is now the town sheriff—has pulled over a suspicious-looking vehicle. He’s about to get the surprise of his life!

Hands on his hips, he glanced at the driver and drawled, “License and registr—” then froze in place with his lips still pursed in R formation. He quit breathing, and his heart may have skipped a few beats. It was hard to tell because all the blood left his head in a rush.

“Hello, Colton.” Still facing forward, she handed the documents out the open window, not the least bit surprised to see him.

Was he dreaming? This wouldn’t be the first time his subconscious had summoned her, but she was usually naked during those fantasies. He tore off his sunglasses and blinked once. Twice. Three times before he was able to process what his eyes had already told him: Leah was back. After ten excruciating years, she’d finally come home. Still unable to believe it, he snatched her license and ran one trembling finger over the text.

McMahon, Leah Nicole, HT: 5-02 Eyes: BLU

It was Texas issued, dated yesterday with her father’s address listed as her residence.

“God damn,” he whispered. It really was her. Colton reached out a hand to steady himself but missed the mark and stumbled a few steps, knocking his shin against the running board. The pain didn’t even register.

Once he recovered his balance, he barked, “Step out of the car,” louder than he’d intended. There was no reason for the command other than his need to see her—all of her. “Please,” he added in a softer tone.

He moved to grasp the handle for her but drew back. She probably didn’t want his help, not after all the things he’d done. The tight set of her mouth confirmed it. He took two steps back, giving her space to swing open the door and climb down.

One tiny ballet flat whispered against the asphalt, then the other. She pivoted to shut the car door before clasping both hands behind her back and peering up at him beneath long, blond lashes. The little color that existed in her fair skin had drained away, her pulse thumping visibly at the base of her throat as she gnawed on her bottom lip. She’d gazed at him exactly like this the first time he’d kissed her, so nervous she’d trembled in his arms.

Christ, she hadn’t changed at all.

Her hair fell in gossamer waves that reached her slim waist and shimmered in the early-morning sunlight. That was the first thing he’d noticed about her all those years ago, her hair. She’d reminded him of a Christmas angel, so radiant she’d stolen his breath. Though, naturally, he’d played it off in an attempt to look cool in front of his idiot friends.

But, oh, how he’d burned for her.

His eyes followed the outside swell of her breasts, the feminine curve of her hips, visible beneath a simple black dress that stopped just above the knee. Her legs looked every bit as smooth as he remembered, like she’d been carved from a block of flawless white marble. When he was seventeen, he’d gazed in wonder at the contrast of those ivory limbs wrapped around his waist. Together they were light and dark, snow and fire, saint and sinner. He might’ve been a hell raiser back then, but making love with Leah was pure heaven.

By the time his gaze returned to her soft blue eyes, it occurred to Colt that if he stared at her any harder, he’d sear a hole through her forehead.

So, what now?

He’d had a decade to chew on what he’d done to Leah, to obsess over what he’d say if he ever got a second chance with her. How many nights had he lain awake imagining this very moment? At least a hundred. And now he couldn’t manage to choke out a single apology. All he knew was this: he couldn’t let her get away again.

Should he arrest her? No, that’d probably do more harm than good, and besides, he didn’t have legal cause. Shit. He had to do something—she was waiting. On impulse, he opened his mouth and forced out five words.

“Get back in your car.” © Macy Beckett, 2013

If you agree that nothing’s hotter than a reformed bad boy who’s willing to move heaven and earth for his first love, then I think you’ll enjoy SURRENDER TO SULTRY! Happy Reading!

SURRENDER TO SULTRY BY MACY BECKETT – IN STORES NOW

Feeling the Heat…

How do you stay under the sheriff's radar in a town that prides itself on knowing everyone's business? Leah's not sure it's possible, but she's determined to avoid Colton Bea for as long as she can. Seeing him again would be too heartbreaking—and she knows from experience his bone-melting kisses are way too tempting.

Colt still hasn't forgiven Leah for her sudden disappearing act ten years ago. He may no longer be the hellion he was in high school, but he's still willing to play dirty to get what he wants. And he won't let Leah get away again. Armed with chocolate éclairs, a killer smile, and an adorable niece, he will make sure that this time the love of his life has plenty of reasons to stay.

Praise for Surrender to Sultry: “This heartwarming tale will pull at the heartstrings yet still leave the reader with a sense of satisfaction.” —RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars

“Fans of Sultry with a Twist and Shot of Sultry will appreciate Beckett’s humor and the reappearance of old friends.” —Publishers Weekly

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Macy Beckett writes hot and humorous romances, including the Sultry Springs Series—where first loves find second chances: Sultry with a Twist, A Shot of Sultry and Surrender to Sultry. Additionally, Macy writes young adult science fiction under the name Melissa Landers. You can learn more about her books—for adults and teens—on her website. http://macybeckett.com/, on Facebook, http://www.facebook.com/AuthorMacyBeckett, and on Twitter, @MacyBeckett.