Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Spotlight: Christmas Cookies: Rowan's Men by Jade Buchanan

SPOTLIGHT: Christmas Cookies: Rowan's Men by Jade  Buchanan
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SPOTLIGHT: Christmas Cookies: Rowan's Men

by Jade BuchananCover art: Reneé George
ISBN: 978-1-59596-768-8
Genre(s): Paranormal, Sci-Fi
Theme(s): Ménage, Bisexual and More, Christmas, Seasonal Themes
Series: Christmas Cookies Multi-Author
Length: Hot Flash

The holidays are approaching and Rowan's feeling a little homesick. The Felidae don't have anything remotely similar to Christmas, so she's decided to go all out for Laithe and Fahd. Homemade presents, Christmas baking and a heck of a surprise are going to keep her men on their toes this year.
Christmas Cookies: Rowan's Men
Jade Buchanan
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Copyright ©2010 Jade Buchanan

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The smell of cinnamon and gingerbread filled the room. Okay, fine, it wasn't cinnamon or gingerbread, but it was close enough. Heck, it wasn't as if the men knew what it was supposed to smell like anyway. She'd slaved all day making bread, and she just hoped it was edible. Rowan was desperate to make gingerbread houses, and she'd had to beg Ariel for help in creating the right consistency for the dough. Ariel had given her the strangest look, and Rowan just knew she was thinking the little human was insane, but she hadn't said anything. Ariel was probably humoring her, but it really didn't matter. The gingerbread houses had been made, and were now gracing the small table where they normally ate. Lopsided and green -- and not exactly the right shape either -- the houses were just perfect.
Snorting softly, Rowan rocked back and forth in front of the small tree. It wasn't exactly the evergreen tree she was used to, but she'd had fun guiding her men into picking just the right one. They'd spent almost two hours outside among the vegetation surrounding their home, with her first discarding one tree and then another before she was content. It listed to one side, haphazardly pulled up by the string connecting it to the wall. Hell, at least it was green.
"Definitely looks like a Charlie Brown tree, but I like it."
"I'm glad to hear that, Nawra. It took us forever to pick it out."
Strong arms enfolded her from behind, tawny fur brushed against her stomach. Rowan leaned back gratefully, lifting one hand to pet along the muscular forearm.
Giggling, she tilted her head to look up at his beloved features. "It wasn't that bad, Laithe. You know you liked it."
He nuzzled her neck, tickling her with the chocolate brown mane that caressed the tops of her shoulders. "Mmmm, I liked the payment after much better."
"I bet you did, perv boy."
Thrusting his hips against her backside, Laithe let her know exactly how much he'd like a repeat performance. Geez, her men were insatiable sometimes.
"Where's Fahd?" she asked, settling more of her weight against Laithe, letting him support her body from behind. It was one thing she loved about them, they were both so damn strong she never had to worry about her weight around them. She wasn't exactly a delicate flower, no matter what Laithe nicknamed her. Heck, she could probably gain fifty more pounds and they wouldn't complain about it. A mental image of herself waddling around the abode, like a pudgy dough boy, caused her to giggle again.
"I'm glad you are so happy, Nawra. Fahd and I were worried about you."
Rowan turned in Laithe's arms, frowning up at him. "What're you talking about?"
His face was troubled, his brow furrowed as he studied her just as intently as she was studying him.
"We were worried you didn't want to go to Earth. When Aaron said he was going back, you didn't say anything. When we asked you if you wanted to accompany him, you refused to leave. We were worried. I wasn't sure why you refused to go back."
Smiling up at her fierce warrior -- looking so worried -- Rowan smoothed her palm along his furred cheek. "Laithe, I didn't want to go back because there's no reason for me to go. My life isn't there anymore. It's here with the two of you."

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