About the Author:
I am a country girl at heart, born and raised in the South. Most of my books take place in that locale because I simply can't comprehend big-city life. I can't connect to a powerful heroine running a multimillion-dollar company; neither can I relate to glitz and glamour. None of that has anything to do with the real me. Give me a small-town girl struggling to make a living or trying to come to terms with her own insecurities, and I'll give you an idea for a story! I like including children and pets in my stories because, for me, they are an important part of life. As for my heroes, it's true that I like them strong and powerful, but even they have one or two insecurities to deal with. Thankfully, the heroines can help them cope.
My personal life is a lot like my books. I live in a small South Carolina town with my husband and two boys. My husband is still my best friend. He is not only a wonderful father to our children but my own personal hero. I could not have come this far in my career without his constant support. My boys keep me busy from morning till night. Just like other moms, I am always nagging my boys to clean their room, and if one thing drives me crazy, it's all those baseball cards strewn throughout the house! We have pets, of course: two dogs, Boomer and Grunt, and a cat named Snookie.
In what spare time I can find, I enjoy gardening and reading. I have a vegetable garden out back, and I'm always planting flowers. I call this my therapy because it helps me unwind when things get too hectic. But I may as well confess, I use this time to think up new and wonderful stories just for you!
--Charlotte Hughes
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.:
"What drives you wild, Annie?" Sam asked as he nipped the back of her neck
playfully.
"Wouldn't you like to know."
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I would. What does it take to find out?"
She faced him. "No way. A girl has to have a few secrets."
"I like mysterious women," he said with a smile.
"What's the smile for?" Annie asked.
"You want me to kiss you, don't you?"
She blushed. "What makes you say that?"
"I can tell. You have that look. You want me."
She laughed, but she could feel the blush spreading. "Oh, I do, do I?"
"It's written all over your pretty face, Annie."
"Oh, good grief!"
"Admit it, Hartford. You want my body. You've wanted it since you first laid eyes on me. Well, guess what?"
Laughter bubbled out of her. "What?"
"I'm yours, baby."
She felt something in her stomach dip. He turned her around in his arms and
gazed down at her face. She tried to look serious, but it was difficult. "I don't want to rush you, Sam."
"Rush me, Annie. Please."
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