Blurb:
When
researcher Grace Talbot and her team discover a possible solution for weight
loss, they are targeted by a group dedicated to controlling the multi-billion
dollar a year diet-product industry. Her unsanctioned testing methods bring
tragedy to the family ranch and the attention of the local sheriff’s deputy.
With her colleagues either dead, missing, or on the run she soon realizes she
must trust the deputy with her life, but can she trust him with her heart?
Excerpt:
She
hadn’t heard Logan enter, but she didn’t object when he pried the handset from
her fingers and put his arm around her shoulders.
“Hey,
Moss. How are you feeling today?”
Grace
could only hear one side of the conversation, but it was enough to know Moss
wasn’t the only one who cared about her fate.
“Don’t
worry. I’ll keep her safe, I promise. Yes, I’ve noticed she can be a bit
stubborn, but she knows when to cooperate and hasn’t given me too much trouble.
No, I can’t give you any details. The less you know the better. We’ll leave as
soon as the sheriff calls back with a location.
“You
have what? Where? If we need it, thanks. If we don’t I never heard those words.
Yes, I noticed the trailer lights aren’t working, and the clutch on your truck
sticks a bit. I may be from Arizona, but I do know how to pull a horse trailer
and operate a truck in four-wheel-drive. We better not tie up the line too
long, but we’ll call as soon as we get to wherever we’re going. What? Yes, I’d
be happy to do that for you. Take care.”
By
the time Logan hung up, the tears were gone. Hearing Moss treating the big,
strong deputy like a child made her smile. She missed her uncle so much it
hurt. Even in a hospital bed hundreds of miles away, he was still trying to
take care of her.
“What
would you be happy to do for Uncle Moss?”
“This,”
he replied as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. His lips moved slowly
over hers until he felt her arms slide up around his neck. He deepened the
kiss, and her response sent fire through his body. Even without his heavy coat
on, he knew he would be burning just as hot. She fit against him like they were
made for each other. When he finally let her go, she looked up at him with a
wicked smile that made him itch to grab for her again.
As
if sensing his intention, Grace took several steps back. “I’m fairly certain
that wasn’t what Moss asked you to do for him.”
“Maybe
he said something about giving you a hug for him, but I started tuning him out
when he decided I needed driving instructions. Anyway, I didn’t want to
disappoint an injured old man, so I winged it.”
Grace
studied him for a moment. Maybe he won’t
walk out on me, but even if he does, I might as well make the most of every moment we have together. She
smiled and moved within reach.
Logan
needed no further encouragement. He pulled her toward him. With one arm firmly
around her waist, he ran his fingers through her hair. “Yes, those curls are
just as soft as they look,” he moaned as his lips descended to hers, cutting
off any response.
Bio
Kim McMahill grew up
in Wyoming, which is where she developed her sense of adventure and love of the
outdoors. Since leaving Wyoming she has enjoyed many opportunities to see the
world, and has lived amid some of America’s most stunning landscapes. Kim
started out writing non-fiction, but her passion for exotic world travel,
outrageous adventures, stories of survival, and happily-ever-after endings soon
drew her into a world of romantic suspense. Along with writing adventure novels
Kim has also published over eighty travel and geographic articles, and
contributed to a travel anthology and cookbook. When not writing, Kim enjoys
gardening, traveling, and spending time with family.
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