MIner in Petticoats

Mary Ricksen has invited Paty Jager to tell us a a very special book. Welcome, Paty

First, I’d like to thank the ladies of the Fuzzy Pink Slippers for inviting me here today.

I guess I’ll start off with a question- If you are a woman with experience(sex,love), would finding yourself attracted to a man your age with limited sexual experience turn you off or on? In other words, do you like being the teacher or would you rather be the student?

Miner in Petticoats which released today is such a story.

The heroine, Aileen, had a loving marriage with her first husband who was killed. Her second husband, who was also killed, was abusive. But through her first marriage she experienced all the wonders of making love and when she begins to follow through on the attraction she has for the hero- she discovers she’s the teacher and he’s the student.

Ethan is two years younger than Aileen and has only experienced quick liaisons with prostitutes. When he decides to court and win this woman’s love, he finds himself, for the first time in a long time, having to swallow his pride and learn what most men his age already know- what a woman needs and wants.

Throw into the mix two younger brothers who know more than him and you have one frustrated hero who doesn’t know where to turn for help.

Miner in Petticoats is the third book in the Halsey brother series. You don’t have to read the first books to enjoy this book but you might like to know more about the family.

Blurb for Miner in Petticoats:
Shouldering the burdens of his family and the mining community, Ethan Halsey devotes himself to providing for his brother’s growing families.

However, Aileen Miller, a widow, also looking out for her family’s interests, refuses to part with the land he needs. As they battle- one to push his dream to reality and the other to prove no man will hurt her again- their lives become enmeshed and their hearts collide.


Excerpt:
She slid her arms around his neck and pressed her body against him. “That’s okay. You taught me numbers, I’ll teach you what a woman wants.” Her lips brushed his lightly, back and forth, teasing, tingling. Her wet, warm mouth opened and he surrendered to her instruction.

Aileen owed the man kissing her back passionately, yet, she wasn’t sure how much she was willing to give. She wanted him. Her body wanted him. He’d proven his gentleness and was now proving his desire as his hands roamed over her hips and back up over her bottom and around just brushing the sides of her breasts. The feel of his strong, yet, gentle hands brought back faded memories of being loved. A feeling she thought would never happen again.

She placed her hands on either side of his rugged face and pulled back enough to keep their lips separated as she looked into his eyes. “Ah’ve a hunger fur ye. But Ah’ve bairn to think aboot.” The desire in his eyes didn’t lessen as his lips curved into a smile that dazzled her senses.
“I’ll keep my hands to myself when the children and others are present as long as
you promise to slip into my arms when we’re alone.”

She studied his face. Was he willing to not bed her? Even though she knew he was rock hard and had to be hurting.