Blurb: As an
Enforcer for a secret society of shapeshifters, Ledger Arneau is offered a
chance to retrieve his wayward brother before The Council puts out a warrant
for his arrest. When the trail goes cold, he is willing to try anything to pick
it up again, even if it means bringing in an outsider.
Corinne Winters is able to find any missing object, except
her own, by concentrating on it. She’s always dreamed of using her skills to
help locate missing people. After an embarrassing setback with the local police
department, she jumps on the opportunity to use her skills to help Ledger.
Corinne finds a love she didn’t know she was looking for
with Ledger, and discovers a new depth to her talent when they are together.
When her new love and his brother disappear back into the secret society,
Corinne must stretch her talent beyond anything she ever imagined to bring them
home. Unaware of the circumstances surrounding Ledger’s disappearance, Corinne
races across the country on his trail. When she finally locates the brothers,
she witnesses the unbelievable, and flees in terror. In order to claim the love
of her life, she must find a way to accept him and his secret.
Corinne lay with
her head pillowed on Ledger’s arm, his thigh between hers and one arm thrown
across his chest. The first time they had come together in a rush of
desperation and need, but after that, he had more than made up for what he
called his “inattention to her needs”—even though she’d enjoyed every
minute—with several more leisurely and exhausting couplings.
thinking about you like this since I first saw you leaning against my apartment
building,” she admitted into his chest.
tired?” he asked, his voice seeming to rumble from deep within with her ear
pressed up against him.
She slapped his
chest lightly as she laughed.
Sweaty, tired, and totally naked!”
“Hmm. If I’d
known you were into sweat, I would have kept the heater on in the car.” Ledger
lifted his hand and ran his fingers from the back of her head down her long
hair, and along her spine to her tailbone. “I need to tell you something
“That kind of
thing could make a person really nervous at a time like this. You’re not going
to tell me you’re married or something, are you? Or that you’re really an alien
in human guise?”
“No, no. It’s
just that I’m on an assignment. It’s very important for our people that we
leave no evidence that could be traced back home. Any time an Enforcer goes out
on an assignment, they carry false identification and assume an alias that
can’t be cracked. My last name is not Scott, but Arnau.”
herself to swallow the initial hurt that his words caused and considered for a
while before responding. “I guess that makes sense in a hyperparanoid kind of
way. Why tell me, though? If you’re so worried about being traced back, then
why blow your cover?”
wrong, you not even knowing my real name. I go by Ledger Scott to keep my
people safe. You pose no threat to them, and even if you could, I don’t believe
you would betray them in any way.”
warmed with emotion. He might not realize it, but he was admitting that he
trusted her with something vitally important to him.
On the heels of
that thought, guilt swamped her. He trusted her with the safety of his people,
and she was still keeping secrets from him. In the beginning she had kept quiet
because she wanted Cara to explain herself. Then, when she realized some kind
of trouble was after Lynn, she wanted to keep Cara out of it if she could. If
Ledger was coming clean now, should she? Or was silence still her best chance
to keep Cara safe?
guilt as deep as she could, she grinned, leaned up, and grasped his hand.
“Thank you. Ledger Arnau, I’m still Corinne Winters. Nice to meet you.” She
released his hand and collapsed onto the mattress, then settled back into his
embrace. “Whew, that was enough moving for me. We’re going to have to wait
awhile before I feel like trying something like that again.”
Bio: Heather M.
Sharpe lives on 6 acres in Central Kansas with her husband, perfect baby boy,
mother-in-law, and sister-in-law. In case the house isn’t full enough, it also
includes four noisy dogs, one cat who inspired For the love of a Sphynx, another
who torments him, and a lizard.At night,
all of them think they need room on the bed (except the lizard,
Up until the birth of her son, Heather taught elementary
school.Now she chases around her
toddler and writes whenever he naps long enough to turn on the laptop.When not writing or chasing the baby, Heather
enjoys hanging at the lake, waking up early to tear up the water on the
wakeboard or wakesurf board, and making s’mores.
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