Everything about him read easygoing confidence, putting her immediately at ease despite his gargantuan size. He slipped his hands into the pockets of his jeans, his full lips quirked in a not-quite smile. Sheridan dabbed a quick spot of the palest turquoise blue with her brush, a satisfied smile curling her lips as she turned to face her admirer.Īnd stopped dead in her tracks when she saw all six-foot-plus, mouthwatering gorgeousness of him. Then when it’s over, I’ll give the painting to the organizers as a sort of memento. Well, every artist live paints I suppose, but I’m trying to catch as much as I can of the event as it unfolds. Live painting, huh? Never heard of such a thing. It was held at the convention center, and the building was packed, people’s voices a dull roar in her ears. The annual event featured almost one hundred booths from local businesses and drew thousands of people in attendance. The mega-exposure at the Taste of Monterey was worth the pain alone. She’d have a wrecked wrist by the end of the night, but she couldn’t complain. I’m live painting the event, Sheridan explained. But maybe he had a wife or a girlfriend who would be interested… She doubted the guy beside her wanted to paint.

It was the entire reason she was there that night: to impress people, to gain new clients, and to fill her art studio with students eager to learn how to paint. It’s like a photograph, he continued, sounding truly impressed. And as soon as she finished capturing her friend Willow handing over a sample of blue cotton candy to a potential client, she’d check him out and see if the voice matched the rest of him. He had a sexy voice, her new admirer, rich and deep. It’s amazing how you made something out of absolutely nothing. Sheridan Harper flashed a quick smile, her gaze never leaving the canvas as her hand streaked across it, deftly creating the scene before her with delicate strokes of the paintbrush. And to Zero 7 for their song Distractions for the line that pretty much inspired this entire book: So go on mister, make Miss me Mrs. Manufactured in the United States of America Parker, CO is an imprint of Entangled Publishing, LLC. For information regarding subsidiary rights, please contact the Publisher. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.Ĭopyright © 2013 by Karen Erickson. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. If you love sexy romance, one-click these steamy Brazen releases…

Game for marriage by karen erickson