Joshua Daly never dreamed he'd fall in love with a man, but when he's stranded in a nudist colony, it's the super sexy Paul Norris that he wants.
When Joshua Daly wrecks in Georgia, aka Hillbilly Hell, he's put up by his rescuer, Paul, while his car's being repaired—in a nudist colony. He thought he'd be turned on by all the heavenly female bodies, but to his surprise Paul's beautiful bod is the one that turns him on. It's not his fiancée Carole who makes him hesitate to shuck his clothes and give up the corporate life; he's not sure a Yankee will be welcome in the deep South.
General Release Date: 21st July 2008
Dawn broke over the mountains in a breathtaking array of pastels as Paul Norris rounded a hairpin turn in the mountain road. Straight ahead, a mangled car wrapped around the carcass of a bloody deer. His adrenalin pumping, he swore and stomped on the breaks. His tires squealed and the acrid odour of rubber burnt his nostrils as his car skidded to a stop a few short feet from the vehicle. Jolted, he almost choked on the Tootsie Roll Pop on which he’d been sucking.
Spluttering, his throat raw, he spit the candy out the window and struggled to catch his breath. Scared a car would speed around the bend, he pulled over to the shoulder before cutting the engine. He dialled the sheriff, while praying the people inside were okay.
He peered through the window, and to his relief, he spied a lone man who appeared to be in one piece and stirring. Paul rapped his knuckles across the glass and raised his voice. “Hey, buddy, are you okay in there? Do you need help?”
The door groaned, but finally, the guy squeezed out. When a blue eyed, blond giant faced him, Paul sucked in a ragged breath, and his heart did several flips. His knees went weak. His stomach clenched. His throat constricted. Never before had he seen such a drop-dead gorgeous man.
The man squinted and frowned at a bruise growing dark on his arm. “I’ll live.” As if to test his theory, he gingerly rolled his shoulders and stretched his appendages one by one.
Birds cawed and forest animals grunted as Paul strained his ears, but he didn’t hear any signs of approaching traffic. Nervously, he glanced over his shoulder, then back to the Adonis. “We should wait in my car until the sheriff arrives.”
The guy peered beyond him as his gaze narrowed on his car. He swallowed hard and nodded. “Yeah. Okay.”
Paul’s heart fluttered, and his stomach did a crazy little spin. Doing his best not to tremble after they’d gotten in the vehicle, he thrust out his hand. “I’m Paul Norris. Did anyone warn you that deer have a crazy habit of jumping in front of cars ‘round these parts?”
The guy leaned back against the seat and stared at the ceiling. “Yep. Just a second ago.” He twisted in his seat and took Paul’s outstretched hand. “The name’s Joshua Daly. I’m on my way to Ohio, but it doesn’t look like I’ll make it on schedule,” he said with a grimace.
A lightning bolt shot straight to Paul’s heart, and he let his hand linger in Joshua’s several seconds longer than necessary. He clasped it strongly and was pleased when he received a firm shake. He noted the man had long, tapered fingers with clean, clipped nails and that blond hair curled profusely on his hand.
Sirens whirring in the distance bounced around the hills. The whirring quickly grew louder, also reverberating inside the cab. Relieved, Paul rubbed the back of his neck, and opened the door. “Stay here. I’ll wait around the bend for them.”
Joshua nodded as he massaged the back of his neck.
Word Count: 11,213
Book Length: SHORT STORY
Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.
She's been told she has a wicked sense of humour and often incorporates humour and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.
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