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Kerri Ann!!
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Kate
I’ve
been on the run since entering into the Witness Protection Program over
ten years ago. That’s what happens when the mob’s out to get you.
When my cheap ass car breaks down, stranding me in Mississippi, I find
the last thing I need right now. Ryker – the sexiest man I have ever
laid eyes on. Figures he’d be a total manwhore. But he is the man that
is going to fix my car, allowing me to escape before the mob catches up
with me. I just need to keep my hormones in check while he does.
Ryker
I’ve
never had an issue finding a woman to fill my bed. Hell, it didn’t
even have to be a bed. Back alley, the seedy bathroom in a bar, the bed
of a truck in broad daylight. You name it, I’ve done it. But when
Kate steps out of that tow truck, I’m hooked. She rattles my nerves,
causing me to lose all sense of self control. All I want is to know
her. But something is holding her back. She has a story, and I won’t
rest until I know what it is.
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“State your name for the record.” They ask.
“I don’t know.” I never know.
Since
the accident I’ve been a woman without a name, a home, a history. I
have no memory of the woman I was before and it’s painful to think I
could forget about myself. But I’ve decided I’ll find out who she should
be. Stepping into the club I have no misgivings about what I’ll like
and what I’ll find, but he wasn’t it. Tall, dangerous, hands that roam
everywhere I need them to and a voice like silk. I don’t want to see his
face, I want him to be a mystery like I am.
One night is all I’ll need to feel, to be caressed and revered, then I can go back to being no one in the crowd.
Fate had a different plan.
I
am a fighter. I fight for what I believe in and I fight for the people I
care about, but I’ve never been the guy fighting for the girl, they
fall at my feet. My club is swimming with sex, women and able bodies to
take to my bed, but I don’t. Find your relief, enjoy them and set them
loose — anything more and your head gets twisted up. That was my rule.
When
she stepped through the door I knew I wanted her, I wanted to taste her
and feel her soft body up against mine. I had to touch her. I had to
see the colour rise in her cheeks. Did I know it would become more?
Maybe I should have stayed away.
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About Kerri Ann:
With
an avaricious appetite for stories, Kerri Ann can be found quite often
with her nose in a book or writing it. On many occasion it has been said
that she's in her own world, living in the stories of those she reads
about, giving them a life they deserve. She
can easily be found under a tree in the shade, or reclining at
Starbucks, scribbling notes about new stories and new characters, all
while keeping the coffee chain in business.
Whether late at night, at a music festival, or sitting on a ski lift, when the thoughts arise Kerri will add them to those in progress. So be wary, you could be next.
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