Friday, November 28, 2014

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 First Book in the Aaron's Kiss series  

Aaron MacManus, the new master vampire of the realm just wanted to go out and meet some of his subjects and to figure out what needed to be done to set things right.

April and Demetrius Carlovetti own an air service and are the most trusted and well liked vampires in Aaron’s realm. What he didn’t expect when he visited them was betrayal. His own bodyguards try to murder him and blame it on the Carlovetti’s. 

Sara Temple was not a vampire. She pilots planes for the Carlovetti Airways. She had secretes of her own and working for this small air service is keeping her out of sight. The last thing she wanted to do was save a vampire, even an extremely good looking one.

Sara was only trying to survive but with Aaron she becomes embroiled in politics, the magic of several realms involving a queen in peril, magical beings, passion and love.

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The First Book in The Gems Series 


Good morning, Diamond. And to what do I owe this pleasure—” 



“Don’t fuck with me and I won’t you.” He started to snap at her, but he simply nodded and sat down. “I’m here about my sister. She’s hurt, did you know that?” 



“I hurt her yesterday when I moved her away from…” Diamond was shaking her head. “Then I don’t understand. How else was she hurt? If you’re talking about the wound on her back, I didn’t cause that one.” 


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The Fist Book In The Force Of Nature Series 



CJ’s father, Charles Webber, had been a real bastard all her life. And when her mom died he’d told her that without Becky there to make him acknowledge CJ as his daughter, he was finished with her and she was never to darken his door again. The slap that bloodied her mouth at her mom’s funeral had been more than enough to make his point. So she didn’t, not even to come home to his funeral Austin Force wanted the property that the prick Webber





The First Book In The Golden Streak Series 

A wet washcloth was handed to Alistair and he slapped it none too gently on the back of her neck. She tried to lift her head and he pushed her back down and glared at his brother. He had to take his anger out on someone, and he was the perfect target for it. “You had to scare her off on the first day, didn’t you? You just couldn’t stand the fact that you didn’t know that Colette wouldn’t work for you and that I’d found you suitable help in the meantime.” His brother started to speak, but Bronwyn lifted her head .

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The First Book In Samuel Pride Series 


“I didn’t mean to insult you. I was tired and I said some things I shouldn’t have.” “Aye you did. To me.” She started for her coat, knowing that if she didn’t leave now her temper was going to explode. But he grabbed her again. “Wait a damned minute. I’m trying to make this right. Why don’t you get your panties out of the twist you have them in and cut me some slack? I’m trying to do the right thing here.” She jerked from him again only to have him push her against the wall. Kennedy lost what little control she 



The Second Book In Bowen Boys Series 



“Is it her?” Khan didn’t turn, but shook his head. "Are you sure? Because you smell like her, and if what you say is true, then you won’t mind if Caitlynne and I take her back to Washington with us.” Khan didn’t remember moving or that he’d taken Walker to the ground. He was just suddenly over him with 



The First Book In The Mystic Proctors Series 

His love for her was forbidden… Riss has been around since the beginning of time and watching his charges be born, grow up, and die has taken a toll on him. Until lately, being a Protector has always been enough… The Archangel Michael, Riss’s mentor and superior, decides with the help of their “Boss” to change things up a bit―like the rest, he doesn’t want to lose one of his best Protectors. Riss is assigned to guide and protect Kala. Riss is.

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First Book In The Emerson Wolves Series 

Do you know what you are to me?” She shook her head as he whispered to her. His mouth was doing incredible things to her and she wanted more. “Mate? You’re my mate. Do you know what that means?” Her body seemed to come alive at his words. She struggled to pull from him and he let her go, but he didn’t back off. She moved back from him as far as the wall and tried to get her mind to function again. She was not going to be his mate, not any .

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The First Book In The Lanning's Leap Series 

“I’m Misha. Say it please. I want to hear you say my name.” Her breathless reply had him grinning. “Not Mr. Lanning. Misha. Say it, Hannah. Say my name so I can kiss you properly.” “I don’t know how. Know how to kiss at all.” He brushed his mouth over hers, happy with her confession. “You should stop now.” He ran his tongue over her lips and watched as she ran her own over her lips, as if she were tasting him there. With a small groan, he took her lower lip into his mouth and suckled it until she put her hand.

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The First Book In The Grant Brothers 

Nickolas Grant doesn’t know what to do when he finally realizes that he needs Morgan Becky for more than just his secretary. He doesn’t trust her… not with his love not even his friendship.

Morgan has not had an easy life and finds it difficult to trust others. She needs to get her life in order, not fall for her handsome boss with a stiff spine and foul temper.

When they come together in fiery passion


 The First Book In The Waite Family Series


 Cain Waite watched the girl beneath his lashes. She was skinny he thought but very pretty. He wondered at the conversation she and the nurse was having enough that when the nurse left he followed. He wanted to help the girl and asked for permission to do so. “Damon Grant knows me. He can vouch for me as a doctor. I just want to see if I can help.” It didn’t matter really

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The First Book In The Hunter Series

Royce Hunter is wealthy, happy, and a confirmed bachelor. He runs his family's multi-billion dollar corporation, lives life in the fast lane, and has a family that mostly irritates him, but he loves very much; including his mom. One day he is stopped from entering his own building by a security guard, Kasey York, who insists that he get badged in. He knew then that somehow his life would never be the same.Kasey doesn’t have the time 

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The First Book In The James Children



When Jared Stone goes undercover to investigate an employee of his father’s company he expects to find a man abusing his power and ignoring his responsibilities. Willow James in neither a man nor an incompetent site foreman. And soon Jared finds himself going undercover of a different sort. Together they must navigate a world of drugs, murder and intrigue













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Blurb for Reed:
Kerry Stephens is beyond excited. The job promotion with the cable company came through taking her out of the office in into the field. She needs this job and didn’t know how much more she could stomach her current boss. Anything has to be better than working for him, right? So much for wishful thinking.
The Bowen family is buying the floundering cable company and want Kerry to help clean house. The problem? Kerry doesn’t want to talk. She may not be happy there under the current conditions, but she isn’t going to be responsible for anyone losing their job. She doesn’t need any more problems than she already has.
The last thing Reed expected is to find his mate so soon after coming back home. His new house is understaffed and the only furniture that’s arrived so far is the bedroom set. He knows she’s his mate, and his cat does too. He’s ready to settle down and is ecstatic to find her, and doesn’t understand why Kerry isn’t.
Kerry’s entire life she has never had anyone to love her and trust doesn’t come easy for her. Daily threats from her step-sister’s boyfriend don’t help.
When things get heated will Reed be able to intervene? And when push comes to shove can the family stay together, or will a devastating blow drive the family apart forever? Find out in the final installment of the Bowen Boys―Reed





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Sunday, November 23, 2014

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT is Now Available To Read 


CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
“This is a really nice camera. I’d like to buy it from you. That is, if you’ll take
payments. I don’t have a lot of ready cash like this.” She didn’t have any cash at
all and they both knew it.
Byron thought about it for a few minutes, listening to the shutter click and
the flash light before answering. He knew that she’d hate the idea of owing him
money, but she needed it. “Keep it.”
“This is a really expensive camera. I can’t keep it. I’ll make you payments.”
She took six more pictures while he waited.
“How expensive? You know, I don’t care. I don’t want it, you do. So what’s
the problem?”
“The problem is that it’s a really expensive, top of the line camera. It
practically does all the work for me. And it costs almost six grand.”
He watched her stiffen. He loved making her mad. She got all indignant and
stuffy when she was. “Really. Wow, Toni must have wanted something really
nice to have spent that much on me.” He didn’t like talking about Toni, but
somehow, telling Morgan didn’t feel so whiny. He put the finished piece of
pottery on the shelf next to him and looked at Morgan. “It’s from my ex-wife.
Whenever she spent money on me, she wanted twice as much spent on her.
Toward the end of our marriage, I stopped caring what she spent and she
stopped being discreet about her affairs. It ended. That particular gift has been
sitting in my spare bedroom since a couple of years before our divorce. So, as a
favor to me, I’d like for you to have it. If you don’t take it, Morgan, I’ll make sure
that it’s in the next pick up for the trash company just to spite you.” He watched
as she glared at him.
“Thank you. I’ll...I promise to think horrible thoughts of Toni every time I
use it. And I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up...” She swayed suddenly and
grabbed for something to catch herself. He jumped up from the chair he was
sitting in and made a grab for her.
“Sit down. There’s a chair just behind you.” He gently lowered her into the
chair and pushed her head between her legs as she slumped forward. She took
several deep, calming breaths.
“I haven’t been...I forgot to eat this morning, that’s all. I’m okay now, you
can let me up.”

“No, you’ll stay there just a little while longer while I get my heart out of my
throat. Morgan, I swear if you try to sit up once more, I’m going to paddle you.”
When he thought he could walk without falling on his own face, he spoke to her
again. “I’m going over to the fridge and get you a pop. You’ll stay here until I get
back, you hear me?”
“I’m not a child. And I don’t want a pop. It has a lot of calories in it that I
don’t want.” He growled and went and pulled the can from the little refrigerator
anyway.
Unwanted calories. If she didn’t need those extra calories, he’d eat his next
commission check.
“Here, drink this, and shut up about it. I’m going to ask you some questions.
You aren’t going to like them, but I expect you to answer them.” He took the can
from her and popped the tab and handed it back to her. When she didn’t drink
right away, he lifted her hand and the cola to her mouth.
“What kind of questions? I’m fine, really.” She didn’t try to get up this time,
but did continue to glare at him.
“You’ve been coming here for what now, five weeks? In that time, this is the
fourth time you’ve gotten dizzy. When was your last menstrual cycle?” Her
mouth opened and closed several times before she reached out and pushed him
to his butt.
“None of your business. What are you, pretending to be a doctor? I haven’t
had sex since I was raped. Satisfied? That was five years ago. I’m reasonably
sure if I was gonna get pregnant, I’d have figured it out by now. Even you
should know that much about the birds and the bees.”
“Are you saying you and Nicky didn’t have sex at Thanksgiving? Because if
you didn’t then I...” When she paled to a deathly shade of white and looked at
him, he knew in that moment every name he’d called Nicky that day was true.
The lying bastard had taken advantage of her. “I’m going to kill that son of a
bitch.”
“No, I can’t be...he didn’t...he...I’m going to be sick.” She stood so suddenly
that he didn’t have the chance to stop her, but let her go tearing to the bathroom
in the back of the shop.
After a few minutes, he stood up and went to the door. Listening carefully,
he heard the water running and her crying softly on the other side of the door.
He knocked gently and waited for her to answer. Just when he was about to
knock again, she answered him.
“I just need a few minutes.” He didn’t move, but waited for her to come out.
“He told me that...he didn’t finish, you see. He said that he wasn’t going to let
me trap him. I didn’t know what he was talking about. He thought... he said that
I was trying to trap him into marriage. Marriage. I wasn’t. Your nephew was
doing a book report on his hero and he’d asked me to help. I was doing research
all right, but not how he thought. Jacob had thought of his Uncle Nick as a hero.”
He heard her sobbing again and his heart hurt for her.
Bryon now understood her terror at finding him in the restaurant that first
day. She’d been afraid of Nicky showing up. And he remembered that report
that Jacob had done on Nicky. Jacob had won first prize for it. They’d gone to
lunch at the school together just last week.
Byron wanted to go into town and find his brother and castrate him. Slowly.
And with relish. Fucking prick. He wondered what else had been said between
them. It had to have been enough to drive her from the house in the middle of
the night. She had opened her foot wound and had bled all over the staircase and
pooled in the kitchen where she’d used the phone. There had been blood on the
receiver when they’d come down that morning.
“Morgan, honey, are you all right?”
Byron realized that she’d been quiet for a little while and he was worried. He
tried to take inventory of the room, wondering if there were any drugs or sharp
knives or anything she could be using. He didn’t think so, but if she didn’t
answer soon, he was going to break down the door. He stepped back when he
heard the lock click and the door opened slowly. When she did finally come out,
her eyes were swollen and red.
Byron wanted to hug her, hold her tightly in his arms, but he knew she
wouldn’t like that. He also knew that she wouldn’t take his sympathy either.
“I think I have enough pictures for now. I... if I need anything else...I wanna
go home, Byron, okay?”
Morgan’s eyes welled up with tears again and he stepped closer and pulled
her into his arms anyway. She was stiff at first, and then she sagged against him
and cried again. He knew that he was saying things to her, but couldn’t for the
life of him make sense of it. He hurt for her.


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Kerry Stephens is beyond excited. The job promotion with the cable company came through taking her out of the office in into the field. She needs this job and didn’t know how much more she could stomach her current boss. Anything has to be better than working for him, right? So much for wishful thinking.
The Bowen family is buying the floundering cable company and want Kerry to help clean house. The problem? Kerry doesn’t want to talk. She may not be happy there under the current conditions, but she isn’t going to be responsible for anyone losing their job. She doesn’t need any more problems than she already has.
The last thing Reed expected is to find his mate so soon after coming back home. His new house is understaffed and the only furniture that’s arrived so far is the bedroom set. He knows she’s his mate, and his cat does too. He’s ready to settle down and is ecstatic to find her, and doesn’t understand why Kerry isn’t.
Kerry’s entire life she has never had anyone to love her and trust doesn’t come easy for her. Daily threats from her step-sister’s boyfriend don’t help.
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Sunday, November 16, 2014

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN is Now Available To Read 


CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
The next time she woke up, she was in the hospital. There was an IV hooked
up to her right arm and her foot was propped up high on a pillow. She
felt...doped and heavy. She looked around the room and saw Mrs. Libby Sugar
sitting asleep in one of the chairs in the room. About that time, a nurse came
sailing into the room and woke her.
“Oh, Miss Becky, you’re awake. Good. Are you hungry? The doctor said you
could have something light if you wanted it. There’s also something for pain if
you need it.”
“Doctor? I’m not...could I please have my things? I’d like to go, please.” She
started to sit up, but noticed that she was catheterized. She looked up at the
nurse who had begun backing toward the door.
“I’ll just call the doctor. He said to inform him when you woke up.” She
bolted so fast that Morgan didn’t get a chance to stop her.
“I want to leave here. I really need to leave here. I don’t have a doctor. Do
you know how to remove this thingy?” She was frantic. She could hear it in
Libby’s voice.
“Morgan, just calm down. No one is going to hurt you. You’ve lost a lot of
blood. When you woke up screaming the other night, we didn’t know what to
think. We brought you here and they contacted your doctor. Micky wasn’t happy
about it, but he let him treat you. They had to give you blood, you’d lost so
much.”
“How long have I been here? You said the other night. How long have I been
here?” She was afraid. If they contacted her doctor, the only one she’d seen...
“Hello, Morgan, how are you feeling?” Damon Grant. Well, fuck.
“I want to leave. Right now. I want you to take this thing out of me so I can
leave please.” She was crying. Again. What if...no, she wasn’t going to think
about him coming in.
“He doesn’t know you’re here. Just me, and, well, my mom, but Nick doesn’t
know.”
She and Damon watched Mrs. Sugar leave the room and he sat down in her
chair.
“The hospital called me on Friday morning to say that a patient of mine had
been admitted. I almost didn’t take the call. You see, we had an emergency of our
own at home. A guest had come up missing and there was blood all over the
house. We didn’t know what to think until Nick got up. He said that you two
had had a fight and that he’d sent you to another room. He didn’t know that
you’d left. Is that what happened, Morgan? Did you two have a fight?”
“He told me to be gone when he came out of the bathroom.” She stopped.
She wasn’t supposed to have anything to do with his family. That’s what he’d
said. “I’d like to go now, Dr. Grant. I don’t want you to be my doctor anymore
either. You’re very nice and I’m sure you...I don’t think...I’m not supposed to
have you as my doctor, please. I’d like to leave right now.” She looked out the
window and tried to ignore the tears welling up in her eyes.
“I want you to stay a few days more. You’ve gotten the wound very dirty
and I’ve had to clean it out. I’ve given you a tetanus shot, but I’d like to keep you
at least two more days.”
She couldn’t look at him; she hurt so much.
“Morgan, you can talk to me. I won’t tell Nick anything you say to me.”
“Please.” After a few more minutes, she heard him get up and leave the
room. She didn’t know what he was going to do. She could only hope that what
he’d said was true and no one knew where she was.
A nurse came in a few minutes later and removed the catheter and handed
her her bag without saying a word. Her crutches were brought in and another
nurse brought in her discharge papers. After explaining that she’d need to set up
an appointment with her own physician, she was free to go.
Go where, she didn’t know. Mr. Sugar solved the issue by telling her that he
had an apartment over the bar she could have cheap when he came in to take her
there. It wasn’t much, so neither was the rent, and when she was better, she’d
come back to the bar to work. He also told her that Dr. Damon had gotten her
things, including her money taped under the drawer, and he’d already taken it
all to the apartment. He also wanted to know if she knew how to keep books, as
he’d pay her for doing that while she was laid up.
Morgan had straightened out the bar’s books in about three days of constant
work. She knew she was overdoing it, but it was either work hard and fall in bed
exhausted, or run screaming from the room. Today, she was working on a
website for the bar. Not that he needed one, but she was bored and lonely.
Morgan didn’t understand most of what was on the TV, and less of the
music on the radio. She usually preferred the quiet over the constant noise, but
just lately she found herself craving someone, anyone, to talk to. So here she was,
doing something totally useless. Well, not totally. She was getting some practice.
Morgan had found some old pictures of the bar in one of the hundreds of
little cubbyholes she’d found in one of the two bedrooms. He’d told her to throw
it all out, but she couldn’t, not without seeing what it was. Some of the pictures
were when the bar first opened about thirty years ago. It was fun to see the
progression of time in the still lives. She began by scanning them with the printer
and placing them in file folders by date and year. That had taken the better part
of six hours. She was making a list of other things she found when her email
signaled she had a message.
It was the same email address she’d had in prison, so she thought it was
from someone there, and was surprised when it was from the woman she’d
designed the site for who owned an interior design firm.
Ms. Becky,
I have a client that is in need of your services. He is quite the artist and has decided
to expand his art to the online sales. I told him how you had worked miracles with my
business, and he would like to meet you. I was hoping that we could meet for lunch this
Thursday at Charlie’s on Seventh Street at one o’clock. Please let me know if this is a
good time for you?
Cyndi Penshaw
She could do that from here, she thought. Especially at night when the bar
closed down at two o’clock. She could, at the very least, do this until she was
able to get around on her foot without crutches. She wouldn’t have to go out into
public unless she wanted to.
The following Thursday she was making her way into the little bistro on her
crutches. She’d been on them for six days now, and she thought she was getting
really good on them.
Morgan saw Ms. Penshaw first, with her steel gray hair wound tightly
around her head and her sparkles around her neck and wrist. Morgan had never
seen anyone wear so much shiny, noisy things on her person. She was grinning
until she saw who her luncheon date was. Byron Grant.
Morgan tried to turn around and go back out, but he must have seen her
trying to leave. He was in front of her in a flash.
“Please don’t leave, Morgan. I want to talk to you. No one knows you’re
here, I swear. Not even my mother. And Cyndi doesn’t know anything other
than I want to hire you to do some web work for me. Please stay?”
“Am I here for a job, or are you gathering intel to tell your arrogant asshole
brother?” She hadn’t moved to the door or the table yet.
“Yes, I need you to set me up a site, and no, I won’t do intel for him. I don’t
care for him much right now either.” She didn’t move for a few moments then
turned and made her way to his table. Cyndi was talking on the phone when
they arrived.
“I’m sorry, I have to go. My son is sick at daycare and they won’t keep him
with a temperature. I need to go get him. Oh, Morgan, it is so nice to see you
again. And I’m so glad you were acquitted of the horrible crime. Byron, call me
next week and we’ll nail down a time to fix up that shop apartment of yours.”
Then, she was gone.
“If you set this up like this, I’ll brain you with my crutch.” Morgan pulled
out Cyndi’s chair and propped her injured foot onto the seat.
“I swear I didn’t. It worked out nicely, though, didn’t it?” He had the most
charming grin. She wondered if he knew that. Then she glanced around the room
at the women practically drooling at him and realized, yeah, he knew it. And the
effect he had on those poor, unsuspecting women too.
“I bet. I find out you set me up, there won’t be a hole deep enough for you to
hide in, nor a place far enough away. I know people who know people.” She
picked up her menu and started to read it. She was startled when he laughed
loud enough that several patrons of the restaurant turned to look at them.
“Ah ,Morgan, you are a card. I think I’ll enjoy this merry-go-round you seem
to be running around my brother. Yes, I believe I will.”
Morgan didn’t know what he was talking about so she chose to ignore him.
For the time being anyway. After they ordered their food, she pulled out a
notebook and wrote his name across the top sheet.
“May I ask you about this bag? It is, by far, the ugliest thing I’ve ever had the
misfortune of seeing,” he asked her.
“Yes, I know, but I need it.” She looked at him and saw the blatant curiosity
in his eyes. “No, I guess I needed it. It was your mother’s idea, actually, to make
this thing.”
“Mom’s? Oh no, she wouldn’t have been caught dead with that color paisley.
I know. When I was in first grade, I made her this bracelet thing out of those
brightly colored beads they have. It was so pink, it defied reason. She told me it
was very lovely, but pink, especially Barbie pink, was not her thing. I took it back
to school the next day and made the art teacher let me make her one that was all
black. Mom wore it for years.”
Morgan smiled at the memory. “No, she didn’t give it to me; she tricked me
into making it. My hand had been...I had to crush my hand between the top of
the bed Randall had me cuffed to and the concrete walls to escape from him.
He’d gone up to the main part of his house to get his gun to kill me, he’d said.
“I’d been raped, you see. Not just by him, but several of his friends too. He’d
kidnapped me and kept me tied in his basement as entertainment for him and his
buddies. I didn’t care...I didn’t care if I died, but there was no way he was living.
So I got away and killed him
“Physical therapy hadn’t been started soon enough, so I needed to have my
hand broken again to have the bones set correctly. I refused to do the exercises.
“Your mom was one of the regular people who came in and gave those silly
pep talks and whatever. She once told us how we could make a better life for
ourselves. If we just applied as much energy into getting up off our collective
asses and getting reformed as we did trying to hustle people, we’d be
millionaires. She wasn’t a popular speaker.
“She told me that if I made this bag and made it well enough that it didn’t
fall apart the first time I used it, she’d never pick at me again to do crafts with
her. Anything would be worth not having to do crafts. She used enough glitter
and glue on stuff it looked like Tinker Bell threw up on us.
“It took me nine months to cut the material out perfectly. I had to read up on
how to use a pattern first, you see. Then it took me another six months to make
my hand wrap around the scissor handles. It was only nine pieces of material,
and I had to cut some of the pieces out four times before it was right. The sewing
machine posed another problem. I had to gently guide the material through the
foot and not screw up the thread too. I’d never worked on anything so hard in
my life. And true to her word, I never did another craft with her. She also got me
another trial. Once the DA looked my sheet over, they decided it was a
miscarriage of justice and I got out.” She looked down at her plate, just realizing
that she hadn’t spoken that much in five years.
“Poor Morgan. It can be bad enough to be stuck in a whole house with Mom,
but at least I can step outside. Being stuck inside a prison without the ability to
escape must have been like a nightmare.” She laughed with him. She liked this
Grant. He was fun and smart.
By the time lunch was over and he paid the bill, she was going to meet him
at his studio a week from Friday.



Tune in next week for  CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

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Jack fainted, her vision blurring and her body spent she thought of the man she’d just had the most incredible sex she’d ever had with. Christ, she didn’t even ask him for a condom.
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Kerry Stephens is beyond excited. The job promotion with the cable company came through taking her out of the office in into the field. She needs this job and didn’t know how much more she could stomach her current boss. Anything has to be better than working for him, right? So much for wishful thinking.
The Bowen family is buying the floundering cable company and want Kerry to help clean house. The problem? Kerry doesn’t want to talk. She may not be happy there under the current conditions, but she isn’t going to be responsible for anyone losing their job. She doesn’t need any more problems than she already has.
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