Tuesday, October 7, 2014

My Dream Career

Interesting fact about Chelsea's Somebody; I am a huge Reba McIntire fan. Don't tell anyone, but when I was twelve I wanted to be the first black female country music singer. Shhh...
I love Reba's show and her music. I sat down one day, watching her videos online, and when I saw the video for "Somebody's Chelsea," it made me think of soul mates and romance. With her being a country music singer, I thought about building a small town outside of Austin with a sexy cowboy whose always been in love with a woman since they were younger, as well as a woman in love with him...both secretly. Since I like to think of all cowboys as being hot and irresistible, tossing in a second one for a ménage just seemed like an erotic/spicy thing to do.
It was a fun story to write.

I wonder what songs readers would turn into a romance story? Leave a comment with your answer and a name will be drawn for a free copy of Chelsea's Somebody by Yvette Hines.

Chelsea McDaniel’s somebody was Rick Forrester. One of Lucky Valley’s sexy ranchers; if not the sexiest man that walked down main street. Ever since she realized the difference between boys and girls she wanted Rick. However, word around town was that Rick had desires that were just as dark as they were passionate. But that didn’t scare Chelsea and she was back in town and ready for him to see her as more than just the little girl he used to swim with in the lake after school. Well, times have changed.
   After her best friend aids her in connecting with the 1Night Stand service, the wheels are set in motion for Chelsea to have her man. Even if she had to saddle up with two of them. Everything rides on her belief that if she can get Rick between the sheets for just one night, he’d see her for the woman she has become: somebody that’s his. However, when she finds herself caught up in her own masquerade, she may lose him for good.

“An invitation of sorts.” Rick allowed his gaze to scan over the thick vanilla parchment paper with raised gold script—fancy.
“For what?” Stem folded his thick arms over his barrel chest.
They were both tall, but Stem was wide as a bear which served his friend well on his bull ranch.
“A one night stand at The Castillo Hotel in Austin.”
Stem let out a high pitch whistle. “That’s over an hour and a half drive east into the city. Someone wants you pretty bad and wants to keep it a secret from the good people of Lucky Valley, it seems.”
Rick had been standing there thinking the same thing. It wasn’t hidden knowledge where his ranch was located in Lucky Valley County. He’d taken over the ranch from his dad when his parents retired and moved closer into town. If someone wanted him, they could have easily come to him. However, there was only one person in town he could see going through such an expensive endeavor. Someone from Lucky Valley, just not quite of Lucky Valley.
“I have a pretty good idea about who it’s from.”
Stem frowned.
Rick read, “Someone you know desires a 1 Night Stand with you at the luxurious The Castillo Hotel in Austin. This is one night the individual, who prefers to remain anonymous, has ordered everything set-up to your taste.” Pausing he stared at his friend.
“What in the hell? Who do you think it is?”
“Chelsea McDaniels Chelsea? The vet’s girl?”
Laughing, at his friends stunned look, Rick said, “The one and only.”