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Title: Bullets & Bonfires
Author: Autumn Jones Lake
About Bullets & Bonfires:The one man she’s always wanted is now the sexy sheriff of their hometown. Battered but not broken, grad student Brianna Avery returns to the childhood home she abandoned four years ago. With her abusive ex behind bars, Bree needs the summer to relax and recover before returning to school. But her overprotective brother decides she needs someone to babysit her in his absence, and he picks the one person guaranteed to drive her nuts. She’s the one woman he can’t have. Telling Bree no has never been easy. Four years ago, Liam Hollister did it to preserve his friendship with his best friend—Brianna’s brother. Now, no matter how she tempts him, he’s determined to do the right thing. As deputy sheriff of their rural area, Liam is torn between protecting Brianna and wanting her for himself. Take a risk or lose the chance. Spending so much time alone together challenges them both. Old feelings and hurts resurface immediately. With each hot, sweaty day it’s harder to deny their attraction. It’s going to be a long, hot summer.
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I pick up the Remington 870. “This is a pump action shotgun. All the same safety rules apply. Always assume it’s loaded. Never point it at anything you don’t intend to kill.”
While we’re out here for fun and because I want to boost her self-confidence, I’m glad she also takes this seriously.
“Safety is here.” I hit the release and pull the pump back to show her how to load it. “Keep the safety on to load the shells into the tube. Once it’s full, you’re going to rack a shell.” I take a second to show her each of the steps. “Push it forward with authority. Don’t short stroke it.”
She wiggles her eyebrows. “That sounds dirty.”
“Trust me, I don’t short stroke anything, sweetheart.” My voice comes out low and rough.
“Oh,” she purrs. “I’m well aware you’re all about the long and deep strokes.”
I close my eyes and groan. “You’re killing me.”
“Come on, continue,” she urges, all serious again.
“Pull the trigger, eject the shell, keep going until you’re out of shells. It’s that simple.”