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Contemporary erotic romance novella from
Freya's Bower (Sept. 8, 2009)



You Gotta Read Reviews: You Need to Read
I loved this story for one main reason-
it's why I love romances.
The story was so fun.
It was also filled with
hot and steamy sex scenes,
and the figuring out how
this relationship will work stuff.
Ms. Masters can write a story
filled with all the ingredients
for a good erotic, romance in my book.


Night Owl Reviews: 4 Stars
Wilderness Girl is a sweet erotic romance.
I felt as I knew Dana and Hank
and I was rooting for their happiness.







Dana scanned the stacks of camping gear
piled on the shelves. People must be crazy
to pay full price for this junk.
But planning this trip had been
the first time Sean had paid attention
to her like he used to.
He'd been so distracted these last
two months. Working late,
even going missing a couple of nights,
leaving her waiting for calls
that never came. When she asked later,
explanations stumbled out in a short,
stammered rush that left many
of her questions unanswered.
If going camping helped him
focus on their relationship,
well, she'd do whatever was needed.

A deep voice behind her reached
inside her thoughts. "Can I help you with anything?"

She grinned. Sean must have circled
back around. He liked it from behind,
and lately doggy-style was their only position.
She backed the cart up until
she felt his heat-it seemed more intense
than usual. Maybe tonight
he would relax a little.
He'd been so tense lately.

"Um, yeah, I might need a little help."
She reached behind and ran her hand
up his thigh. Maybe she'd give him
a taste of what, in particular,
she had in mind. He kept
pestering her to be more sexually adventurous.
She slid her fingers to his crotch.
Clicking each tooth of the zipper open,
his sharp intake of breath made her smile.

The sight of Sean walking between aisles,
looking in the opposite direction,
made her freeze.

"Oh my God." Her breath strangled
in her throat and she whirled around.

Six feet of tanned muscle,
wrapped in a faded black T-shirt
and jean shorts loose on his hips.
Eyes like wildfire burning
in a sun-kissed face. Grinning like a fox.

"Well, don't stop there.
You have my full attention."