Veronica (Ronnie) Travis, Miami policewoman, now a Saddle Creek, WY Sheriff’s Deputy and the new owner of Travis B&B, thanks to her late Aunt Sally, who leads her on a scavenger hunt to discover her illegal activities.
Sheriff Mitch Rogers, a permanent non-paying guest at Travis B&B is convinced the late owner of the B&B had secrets; big ones. And hopes to find out what it is from his new deputy, Ronnie, If he can only keep it professional between them.
After Rosie’s Diner becomes a crime scene with an ensuing investigation, Ronnie has to sacrifice everything she’s come to love and treasure, but is Mitch included? Or is Ronnie leading Mitch on a wild goose chase just like her Aunt Sally?
The premise for Saddle creek series:
Four male friends since childhood grow up in the small town of Saddle Creek, WY, located in the shadows of the Grand Tetons Mountain range. They consider themselves brothers from another mother; share and help each other through the growing pains of adulting after high school and remain loyal to each other throughout; one goes to college, another buys the horse ranch he’s worked/lived on since a young age, one joins the military, and the fourth becomes the local Sheriff.
Moonlight Kisses and Mug Shots is the fourth in the series, the story of Sheriff Mitch Rogers and his new Deputy Veronica “Ronnie” Travis, who is also the new owner of Travis B&B located in Saddle Creek and where the Sheriff resides. And how or why did Ronnie from Miami, Florida become the owner of the B&B in Saddle Creek, WY?
On preorder now for $.99 and will be released August 25, 2020.
Excerpt for Moonlight Kisses and Mug Shots
Ronnie headed out to get familiar with the area. The roads were wet but clear of snow, so she took her time and enjoyed the scenery. She found an indoor shooting range just outside the town limits. Since she wanted to be sharp and on her toes in case the sheriff tested her skills, she parked, grabbed her gear bag from the trunk, and went inside.
The range was relatively small, only six booths, three occupied by men. She found the area, the second on the right assigned to her, but the man in the first one caught her eye. Dropping her bag on the shelf, she back stepped a few paces and gave him the once-over, admiring him from top to bottom. After all, who wouldn’t? Certainly, not a normal hot-blooded woman like me. She loved how his snug jeans cupped a firm butt.
Tall, dark, and handsome. His light-blue denim shirt tugged tight across his back as his muscles bulged when he pulled the trigger. When he looked her way, she quickly averted her eyes but not before she glimpsed his handsome face and thick dark-brown hair. No way did she want to get caught staring at the hottest man she’d seen in some time.
Back in her booth, she placed her loaded weapon on the small shelf. Safety goggles were next and, of course, earplugs. When she pushed a button on the wall to her right, the target sped out about fifty feet.
It appeared she and Mr. Handsome were the only two remaining shooters. She swallowed, established her stance, and lifted her gun. Nice and easy, she thought, as she steadied her arm and took aim. After six quick shots, she brought the target in, removed the empty magazine, and placed it on the shelf to be reloaded. She quickly put her gun on the shelf and studied the target: six perfect bull’s-eyes. Excited at the results, she jumped, and then quickly covered her mouth before a squeal escaped. She hadn’t lost her excellent sharpshooter skills after all, despite not practicing for a few weeks while packing and making arrangements for the move.
“That’s some pretty good shooting,” a deep voice, smooth as butter with a slight huskiness, came from over her right shoulder. She swiveled her body sideways where Mr. Handsome stood close to her. His body heat radiated in the small area, sending sparks throughout her body. She licked her suddenly dry lips and ran a finger across her upper lip, wiping off the few tiny droplets of sweat that had accumulated. He was about a foot or more taller than her, and her eyes traveled up his muscled chest to where a navy T-shirt peaked out underneath at his throat. When her eyes met his, she inhaled. They were a beautiful dark brown with golden flecks. An instant jolt coursed through her body, and a chill ran down her spine. She stared at him until he cleared his throat.
Turning, she took a step closer to the target. “Thank you.”
Lorelei Confer is a multi-published author of romantic suspense with two series: The Deadly series and the Saddle Creek series as well as numerous novellas and short stories as a part of an anthology.
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