To Claim a Wilde

To Claim a Wilde
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A Wilde man will lasso your heart Naomi McBride left her Wyoming town to pursue her dream of becoming a doctor. But saving her family ranch from foreclosure trumps everything now. That's why the pediatrician has arrived in Cheyenne to confront Canton Wilde. The fabulously wealthy oil tycoon may be part of a far-reaching scheme to take the McBride lands. So why is this man with the haunting midnight-blue eyes tempting her to trust in the desire he's awakening–feelings she vowed never to give in to again?The curvaceous beauty that shows up unannounced at his homestead is a challenge Canton can't ignore. The Wilde heir has one ironclad rule: never mix business and pleasure. Only now he's in too deep to care. Will the truth about a secret he's keeping sabotage his future with Naomi? Or will their sizzling affair become a lifetime of love?

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A Wilde man will lasso your heart

Naomi McBride left her Wyoming town to pursue her dream of becoming a doctor. But saving her family ranch from foreclosure trumps everything now. That’s why the pediatrician has arrived in Cheyenne to confront Canton Wilde. The fabulously wealthy oil tycoon may be part of a far-reaching scheme to take the McBride lands. So why is this man with the haunting midnight-blue eyes tempting her to trust in the desire he’s awakening—feelings she vowed never to give in to again?

The curvaceous beauty that shows up unannounced at his homestead is a challenge Canton can’t ignore. The Wilde heir has one ironclad rule: never mix business and pleasure. Only now he’s in too deep to care. Will the truth about a secret he’s keeping sabotage his future with Naomi? Or will their sizzling affair become a lifetime of love?

She exhaled the breath she had been holding and slowly dragged in another breath. His unique scent, familiar after seven years, rushed over her. It hadn’t changed. Just like he hadn’t.

Her eyes fluttered, partially closing, and she stumbled slightly, unsteady and shaky.

Canton moved as though to steady her, his fingers barely making contact with her elbow.

That one touch, a barely there touch, really, was enough to make a thousand memories wash over her.

Her hand reached out to the slight stubble on his lean cheek, unknowingly making contact, and his hand covered hers. His jaw was rough with a few days worth of growth.

She remembered the feel of that roughness against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh...

His nostrils flared as she held his glance. His face lowered, as though to kiss her, and it snapped her out of her odd trance.

Embarrassed, Naomi recoiled as if he had struck her, her hand falling away from the near, telling contact.

A flood of heat flushed her cheeks. She glanced up to see his face had lost the temporary softening, and the unreadable expression was stamped across his handsome features again.

Dear Reader,

Wow, it’s been a while since my Wilde men have made an appearance! Blame that on the author of their saga, and not the men. They’ve been chomping at the bit, grumbling and demanding I continue their story... And, well, they’re back! Hotter, sexier and, of course, wilder than ever. I’d like to introduce you to Naomi and Canton, as well as a new branch of the Wildes.

Still in Wyoming, still Wilde, still amazing men!

What do you do with a hardheaded, rough and rugged billionaire oil tycoon determined to make the one who “got away” pay for leaving? The same thing you do with an independent, stubborn woman who is just as determined to thwart the Wilde billionaire oil tycoon and beat him at his own game...sit back and watch the fireworks that are sure to happen. Just like I did as I wrote their story! ;)

I hope you enjoy reading the next installment of the Wildes, Naomi and Canton’s story, as much as I enjoyed writing it! I love hearing from you. Feel free to drop me a line at [email protected]!

As always, keep it sexy, my divas! ;)

Kimberly Kaye Terry

To Claim a Wilde

Kimberly Kaye Terry


www.millsandboon.co.uk

KIMBERLY KAYE TERRY’s love for reading romances began at an early age. To date she’s an award-winning author of over twenty novels in romance, paranormal romance and erotic romance, has garnered acclaim for her work and happily calls writing her full-time job. Kimberly has a bachelor’s degree in social work and a master’s degree in human relations and has held licenses in social work and mental health therapy in the United States and abroad.

She and her daughter volunteer weekly at various social-service agencies, and Kimberly is a long-standing member of Zeta Phi Beta Sorority, Inc., a community-conscious organization. Kimberly is a naturalist and practices aromatherapy. She believes in embracing the powerful woman within each of us and meditates on a regular basis. Kimberly would love to hear from you. Visit her at kimberlykayeterry.com.

I have a few dedications, so bear with me.

First, to my amazing kiddo, Hannah. She is, and has always been, an amazing young person. It’s my true blessing to see her grow up into such a wonderful young lady. Even when she thinks I’ll let her wear my stilettos. Not even... ;) Momma loves you, baby girl!

To my fans. I’m a blessed woman to have some of the BEST, sexiest, funniest, craziest and, most of all, supportive reading divas! You all are, absolutely, the best. After having major surgery, I was knocked off my feet for nearly a year. There were days I wanted to scream as I dealt with recovery, physical therapy and everything that goes along with major surgery. I received so many beautiful emails from you all, emails that often helped me power through the pain and finish this story!! I’m better, and now back to writing full-time again. And so, of course, that means I have so many Wildes in my head yelling at me to tell their story, and I plan to write them for you. I love you all!

I’d like to also dedicate this to two people who were patient, understanding and just plain awesome as I went through some hard days recovering, when I just didn’t feel like writing. Glenda Howard, my amazing editor, and Ethan Ellenberg, my equally amazing agent. I have no words for how supportive you two were. I do have them, but I don’t want to cry and mess up my makeup. A diva has to keep her composure!



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