RUE ALLYN (Cont.)
THE CATNAPPED LOVER
BLURB EXCERPT
What does a bet between best friends have to do
with a kidnapped cat and a tumbled-down animal shelter?
Nothing, unless you are Adam Talcott and you want to
prove to your best buddy that you can survive without
access to your wealth and family connections. Adam
would have succeeded too, if it hadn‟t been for Dierdre
Clancy and that blasted cat. Adam sat bolt upright and immediately tumbled out
of the hammock. His head struck the hard planks of the
porch, giving him a beetle‟s eye view of the flowers that
crowded the edge of the structure.
“Ow.”
Blinking, he struggled to regain his equilibrium; the
weight of a hand landed on his back. Beside him, a cool
feminine alto murmured, “Do you always exit a hammock
on your head, or is falling on your face a common form
of greeting where you come from?”
The woman‟s sunny, spiced aroma mixed with the
perfume of the flowers. He turned his aching head and
finally sat facing her. Small feet encased in dusty leather
flats came into view. Delicate ankles and graceful calves
blurred in his vision. For a moment, the pain in his head
dulled, and Adam rose to his knees.
“Ordinarily, I stand when I meet a beautiful woman
for the first time. I‟m not usually attacked and pushed to
the floor until the second date.”
The woman gave a ladylike snort and then spun on
her heels. “Wait there. I‟ll get something for your head.”
He watched, dumbstruck by the shift of her hips and
the play of tight navy-blue over her rounded bottom.
Smooth, Talcott, real smooth. You meet an attractive woman and
make sexual innuendoes without even discovering her name. He
must have taken idiot pills for
breakfast.
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