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Once Tasted: Exclusive Excerpt

An exclusive excerpt of a selected scene from Laura Moore's Once Tasted (May 27, 2014) is available on Heroes and Heartbreakers to members. Please log in or register at right to read the full excerpt...


Three siblings, an extraordinary family, a lasting heritage—in the irresistible Silver Creek Ranch trilogy, they’ll fight for the land and the people they love.

Everything has come easily to Reid Knowles, the middle son of a California ranching family. But his charmed life is suddenly complicated when his good friend and neighbor asks him to help run the winery next door. His neighbor’s niece, Mia Bodell, is in charge—and she has made it clear that she’d rather be roped to a steer than to Reid Knowles. Never one to back down from a challenge, Reid vows to win her trust.

Her life marked by loss, Mia knows that nothing comes easily—love included. In high school, her heart was crushed by Reid, and even though years have passed, the hurt lingers. Mia is achingly aware that the teen heartthrob has matured into a devastatingly handsome playboy, and the budding winemaker refuses to let down her guard. But one taste of unbridled passion changes things. From Reid’s first intoxicating kiss to his unexpectedly tender seduction, Mia is swept into a passionate affair that could tear her heart to pieces . . . or give her everything she has ever wanted.

Mia needed to pee. She needed to open her eyes, too. But her lids were as heavy as cinder blocks. She swallowed, and all the sand of the Sahara slid down her throat.

She felt awful, kind of like overstretched taffy, and though her head didn’t pound, she couldn’t move it. It was stuck somehow. Never, ever again would she drink pomegranate martinis.

The cries of the awakening birds came through the open window. Then she heard something else. The sound was low-pitched and reached her right ear in a warm blast. Someone was breathing.

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