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...an erotic historical Western romance novel with adult content from Blushing Productions. Available as a paperback from Amazon (and as a Kindle download), Lulu (and as a download), Spank Books, and as a download from Romantic Spankings and All Romance Ebooks. REVIEW FROM COFFEE TIME ROMANCE
"I have to admit that Starla Kaye has told a wonderful story with, If You Loved Me. From the beginning, Caitlin and Mac have a certain chemistry that draws the reader in. I was able to share in their sorrow and joy. I love the part about the sore jaw and the eggs. A soothing, sensual, heat simmers between Caitlin and Mac making this an interesting read. Caitlin's brother is a miserable excuse for a man, but adds depth to the plot. I love the way the feelings of Caitlin and Mac want to explode in the open, but they keep them hid very well. This spanking good read kept this reader thoroughly captivated." Cherokee 4 cups-Outstanding Great Read Excerpt Caitlin moved slowly closer to the tall, powerfully-built man with shoulder-length mahogany hair soon to become her husband. From the instant he’d spotted her in the doorway, she had sensed his bitterness. Oh, she had seen a brief flash of male lust. Since her body had matured toward womanhood this last year, she had witnessed such a look on other men’s faces many times. That look had typically repulsed her, as well as the way the men had acted so sickeningly complimentary. But with Mac MacDonell’s annoyed look of appreciation in his mossy green eyes, she had felt a momentary flutter of pleasure. Then his handsomely carved face tightened and his entire body stiffened. If she'd held even a slight hope that this arranged marriage would one day work out, it vanished with his disapproving glower. Not that she was happy about the situation, either, thank you very much. She released her father's arm and stepped, chin raised high, beside her solemn bridegroom. She would never let him know that even for an instant she’d experienced her first real stirrings of physical yearning for a man. It was clear he didn’t want her. She was determined to feel the same way. And she despised her father and Mac’s father even more for making them do this. Interrupting her thoughts, Mac bent down enough that he could loudly whisper, “'Tis naught right what we do today, lass. Ye know it as well as I do.” Her stomach quivered at the deep, husky Scottish burr. She fought back the urge to rub at the nerves tingling now in her abdomen. “Nevertheless it will happen. Neither of us have a choice in this matter.” She met his gaze, not the least bit intimidated by his scowl. Still, she understood his aggravation, his helplessness. They were both being used by their families. “For now, we'll have to make the best of the situation. But one day we will end this difficult situation. I promise you that.” He looked surprised by her statement, and then gave a curt nod. “I'll be holding ye to your word, Lass.”
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