Title: Dream of Her Heart
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Historical Romance
Publication Date: September 27th, 2018
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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“We thank you for that offer, but we’ll be on our way.” Zane held out his hand. “It was nice to meet you.”
The farmer shook it with enthusiasm. “It was a pleasure to meet you folks, too. You sure make a handsome couple. Been married long?”
“Married?” Billie spluttered. Much to her annoyance, Zane merely chuckled.
“Oh, you know how new brides are,” Zane said, smacking Billie’s cheek with a noisy kiss as he pulled her against his side. She could feel muscles through the fabric of his shirt and wondered what it would be like to truly be held by him, to be thoroughly kissed by him.
The young man laughed and waved as Zane turned Billie around and walked with her to the car.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Billie quietly hissed.
“Having a little fun,” Zane said, opening the door and handing her inside. He shut it then waved to the farmer again as he walked around the car and slid behind the wheel.
“I’ll thank you not to do that again.” She scowled at him as he turned the car around and drove down the lane. In truth she had no idea why she was acting so upset when she really wanted Zane to pull her close and hold her tight. Her gaze fastened on his enticing, entirely too kissable lips.
Unaware she leaned toward him, her entire focus was on his mouth. Intent, she pondered the flavor of his kisses. Would they be dark and rich? Seductive and decadent? Lost in her imaginings of his firm lips pressed to hers, she didn’t hear him speak until he touched her arm.
“Billie?” Zane questioned. He cast a curious look her way as he turned onto the main road.
Hot embarrassment seared her cheeks as she realized she’d been about to kiss him.
“Fine. Everything is fine,” she croaked