Out
Now—On Her High Horse by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #romance #medical #cougar
Blurb:
Do
first impressions always last?
When veterinarian Brett Coulson and stable
owner Samantha Hanson-Bishop meet, it’s hate at first sight. He thinks she’s a
snobby, stuck-up bitch who wouldn’t know nice if it bit her on the backside.
She thinks he’s a blundering, inexperienced little boy who shouldn’t be within
fifty miles of her prized horses. But it doesn’t matter much—they’ll never have
to see each other again. Or will they?
When fate throws them into the same room
together at a charity fundraiser, the resentment between them quickly
resurfaces. But mixed in with that resentment is something they both tried to
deny… attraction. Will the chemistry between them cancel out the animosity, or
were their first impressions just too powerful to change?
Note: On Her High Horse was previously published in the Coming in Hot
Boxed Set.
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*****
Excerpt:
There was a knock at the door. Brett looked
up from where he was transferring hand-written notes onto the practice’s
computer system—he hadn’t yet gotten comfortable with taking the iPad out on
calls. He was paranoid he’d drop it in a cow pat, or worse. “Yes, come in!”
One of the veterinary surgery’s
receptionists—an efficient blonde called Natasha—sidled in, a wry expression on
her face. “Hi, Brett. I’m really sorry to bother you, but there’s a woman on
the phone, and she’s being, um, rather rude.”
Frowning, Brett replied, “Who is it? And
why is she being rude?”
Natasha blew out a breath and shrugged.
“She won’t tell me what the issue is. Won’t even tell me what animal she has.
She just keeps saying she’ll only speak to a ‘trained professional.’ I don’t
know who it is, either. All I know is her first name is—”
“Samantha?” Brett supplied, his shoulders
slumping and eyebrows raising.
“Uh, yeah. How did you know? Oh God, I
haven’t gone and insulted one of your friends or something, have I? I didn’t
mean to, honestly. It’s just she’s being a bit difficult…”
“Natasha, don’t panic. She’s no friend of
mine. I’ve never even met the woman. Besides, if she was one of my friends, I’d
be giving her a bollocking for being rude to one of my staff, wouldn’t I?
Anyway, if it’s the Samantha I think it is, then she’s being very difficult,
and you’re being overly polite. Andrew warned me about her.”
“He did?”
“Yeah. Bloody typical that she’d phone
while he’s away. The man barely ever takes a holiday, and now he finally has,
his most awkward client is on the blower. He damn well owes me one after this.”
“If she’s a regular client, how come I’ve
never spoken to her before?”
Shrugging, Brett replied, “Dunno. Maybe
she’s got Andrew’s mobile number or something?”
Natasha gasped. “But he never gives out his
mobile number to clients. He’s very strict about that—always asks us to take a
message and if it’s urgent, pass it on to him directly.”
“Yeah…” Brett scratched his head. “He
didn’t say much about her, beyond that she can be difficult. Honestly, I was a
bit distracted when he mentioned it so I wasn’t paying a great deal of
attention. I wish I’d asked more questions now, but I never thought I’d have
the misfortune of having to deal with her.”
“You haven’t, yet.” Natasha raised her
eyebrows and jerked her chin towards the phone on his desk.
“Good point.” He gave a wan smile. “Suppose
I’d better find out what she wants, hadn’t I? If she’s special enough to have
Andrew’s precious mobile phone number, then I ought to keep her sweet.”
“Probably wise.” Natasha left the room,
closing the door behind her, but not before Brett spotted the slight smile on
her face. Relieved to pass on the bitchy customer to him, no doubt.
Taking a deep breath, he picked up the
phone. “Hello, Brett Coulson speaking. How can I help?”
“Oh,” came the reply, “Brett. Ah, yes.
You’re the other vet, aren’t you? Jolly good. Know what you’re talking about,
do you?” The woman’s accent was posh, southern. Like she’d been to a finishing
school or something.
Gritting his teeth, Brett then pasted a
smile on his face, hoping it would be apparent in his tone, despite the daggers
he was actually staring at her through the handset. “Yes, I most certainly do.”
Should fucking do, after five years of training and the same again working in
the profession. I’m not on bloody work experience here.
“But you sound so young.”
Glad she couldn’t see him, Brett rolled his
eyes. Her problem obviously wasn’t an emergency, the way she was waffling on,
time-wasting. “I’m almost twenty-nine, Mrs…”
“It’s Ms, actually. Samantha Hanson-Bishop
here. So you’re still a baby then.”
“Is there something I can help you with, Ms
Hanson-Bishop? Only I’ve a call to go out on in a few minutes.” He couldn’t
help the emphasis he’d put on the Ms. It could be construed as sarcastic, but
it was still a damn sight more polite than anything he really wanted to say.
Would she just get to the point already?
“Yes, yes, of course. That’s why I’m
telephoning. I just wanted to make sure I was speaking to someone who actually
knew what they were talking about. Clearly your receptionist doesn’t know
anything about animals, much less my thoroughbred horses.”
Ah, okay, that made things clearer. The
stuck-up, posh bird ran a stable. Now the haughty attitude made sense—she was
entitled, bored, and thought she was better than everyone else. Wanting to
defend Natasha—who was, in fact, very knowledgeable about animals, it being
part of her job and all—Brett had to bite his tongue. If the woman, however
snobby and irritating, ran a stable of thoroughbreds, then she was no doubt
bringing plenty of money into the practice. They were doing okay, but the loss
of a big customer without a replacement wasn’t something they’d be able to
sustain for very long. And word of mouth was very important in this game—he
didn’t want her bad-mouthing him or the surgery.
*****
Author
Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author
of erotic romance novels Stately
Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics
That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book
2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The
Persecution of the Wolves and Hiding
in Plain Sight. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over
160 publications to her name. She owns Erotica
For All, and is one eighth of The
Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for
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