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Stolen Moments
by S.I. Hayes & J. Haney
Blog Tour 
Contemporary New Adult Romance

Fallon Hopkins is a good country girl. She’s twenty-three, and spends her time
taking care of her family, the Farm and going to the Local Farmer’s Markets to
sell her sweet confections. This leaves little room for anything else. Her life
is happy if not a little boring.

Justin Blackthorne is a New York City transplant, having come to Kentucky to
dislodge the silver spoon from his foul mouth. He’s seems like a party boy,
covered in tattoos, and piercings, with a life style to match.

Joseph Hopkins Fallon’s meddling father, after meeting Justin he decides the
boy may just be the thing to get his daughter out of the farm house and into
the real world. Enlisting the aid of his youngest son Peter they force the pair
to interact even after a disastrous first meeting.

The pair
quickly find they have less to fight about and more to fight for, when the
brothers try to keep them apart. Can they conquer the bonds of family or will
it all just be Stolen Moments?

I’m standing the kitchen pulling out
eggs, sausage and thinking about pancakes when I hear Justin say my name.
Yelling back, I let him know I’m in the kitchen and wait for him to join me. I
know as soon as he is close because the air shifts.
“So… What’s going on? Where is
everyone?” Justin asks.
“Seems as if they decided to go fishing
and I’m to train you on all the stuff I do. Which is pretty much freaking
everything. For now, I need to know what you’d like to eat so I can get us fed
before we spend the next five hours sweating to death.” I’m being snippy.
“Oh wow! So they just abandoned you with
me. As far as food I’m a man I’ll eat anything. So just butter us some toast
and make some coffee.” Justin says and I look at him as if he has an eyeball in
the middle fo his forehead.
“Well… Umm… I kind of enjoy food, so
what we have will depend on what you want. I can make just about anything. Give
me an idea and I will get us fed.” I say turning the coffee pot on.
He sighs and hip bumps me out of the
way. “You go start the coffee and I will make you breakfast. And don’t bother
arguing with me. You’ve got the place to yourself, so why don’t you sit back
and let someone take care of you for a change.”
“Technically I don’t have the place to
myself, because you are here with me. I happen to enjoy taking care of my
family. Been doing it since I was seven. What makes you think I’d stop now?”
“Then it’s certainly about time don’t
you think?”
He’s freaking challenging me.
“So tell me what you want or I’m going
to cook everything in front of me.”
“If you cook everything in front of you
it has to all be ate or you won’t get any lunch today. If you’d like to cook,
then fine. I can get the house cleaned as you are cooking. My day is just
“So then tell me what you want little
lady.” He smirks.
“Surprise me.” I say before walking out
of the room.


After walking away from Justin I go
upstairs and knock it out first since that’s where Pete sleeps. His room is
always the worst. It doesn’t take too long; I do this every day. I finally get
all the dirty clothes in a basket to take down with me and start the wash when
I hear Justin yell up the stairs for me. Lord this seems so surreal. I’ve never
just been left alone with one of the workers like this. Daddy must really trust
him. Basket in tow I make my way down the stairs. Hitting the last step, I hear
him call for me again. Only this time I slip. Jesus what is it about him that
keeps making me fall on my ass?
Justin comes strolling out of the dining
room and sees me on the floor with a pair of freaking boxers on my head. Could
this be any more embarrassing? Wait, why do I care?
He stands there looking at me his hand
over his mouth and his eye brows knitted and I can tell by the way his
shoulders shake that he’s hiding the widest smile imaginable. He reaches out
snatching the boxers from my head and tossing them in the clothes basket.
“These do not look good on you.” He
offered me his hand.
“Yea well, had someone not yelled for me
as I hit the bottom step and about given me a heart attack I wouldn’t have been
on my ass.” I give him a pointed look from my floored positon.
“Come on just leave it. I’ll help you
pick it up afterward. The food is getting cold, let’s go.” Keeping my hand in
his he pulls me up and along behind him.
Coming to a stop at the table he tells
me to sit. Then disappears behind the door.
“Excuse me?” I shout. Walking back in
he’s carrying tray with coffee, cups and all the fixin’s.
“I’m sorry milady, please sit and relax.
I’ve got this under control.” He smirks and disappears once more.
“Just so you know I really don’t like
being told what to do.” I sass and he walks in with two full plates. Sitting
one in front of me and one across from me.
“Okay miss sassy pants, that’s enough
out of you. Now eat!” I swear I’m going to smack the smirk off his face.
“My God think you cooked enough?”
Checking out everything on my plate. I see waffles, eggs, and sausage, and he
even managed to sneak in a pile of home fries. Both plates are piled high. He
catches me looking back and forth between our plates and lets out a chuckle.
“You said surprise you. So Surprise.”
“Is all this actually editable?” I
“You wound me. Just eat.”
I smile at him as I push out of my chair
to stand. “I’m going to get Orange Juice. Would you like any?”
“Damnit I knew I forgot something.”
“Don’t worry not everyone can be
prefect.” Walking into the kitchen, expecting to see a mess I stop halfway
through the door. Everything is spotless. Letting out a little whimper I make
myself move along and hope Justin didn’t hear it.


Leaning over the counter with hands on
my face. I have to take a few moments to myself before walking back out there
where the man sits that may just be my equal. I’m not sure I’m quite ready for
that yet. I still have lots to take care of. Don’t really need to add another
person right now.
I jerk up when I feel a hand on my
shoulder. My eyes go wide as saucers as he looks down at me.
“Did you get lost, honey?” He opens the
fridge and grabs the orange juice.
As he nudges by me, his hand brushes my
belly and I have a quick intake of air. Which catches his attention. I’ve yet
to actually speak to him. My head is telling me speak but my mouth isn’t
moving. He stands in the fridge for a moment with a slight tilt to his head and
low chuckle. He knows what he just did to me. I can almost hear him lick his
lips as he closes the door and turns to me.
He tilts my head up with his finger. My
eyes look straight into his light brown ones. I could sit and stare at them all
“Where do you keep the glasses.”
Did he seriously just ask me that?
“They are in the cabinet above the sink,
second shelf up.” I say pointing “You only need one. I have to… Uh. I have go
somewhere. Have a good breakfast.” Pushing off the counter I move quickly for
the door. I’m just as quickly stopped by hand on my wrist.
“Whoa wait a minute. Did I do something
wrong? I thought you were supposed to train me today.” Justin says sounding
very confused. I refuse to look at him because I am unsure as to how I may
“Um… Yea I am… Uh I just… I’m not feeling
very well all of a sudden.”
“Fallon, seriously? What’s going on? You
were fine less than five minutes ago and I know it wasn’t my food because you
haven’t eaten any of it.”
My belly does flips and my legs turn to
jelly as he says my name. I’ve got to get out of here. NOW!

“Fallon, talk to me, you’ll find I’m a
pretty handy guy to have around, if you need an ear.” He pushes a stray hair
behind my ear. My jelly legs completely give out and I fall into his arms.


J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in
Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud momma to
Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner of Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her
amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with
suspenseful undertones, giving her readers something to hold onto. S.I. Hayes
was born and bred in New England, currently living in Ohio. Running around
Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many
novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance she can be found
drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers. To see them check out her
web site. The pair met while working for a previous publisher and became
fast friends, their split dynamics and views on life, family and love in
general led to the idea of Stolen Moments: A County Fair Romance. They do hope
to bring you more of Justin Blackthorne and Fallon Hopkins in the months to
come, so keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by, you know,
just in case.

S.I. Hayes

J. Haney

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