zondag 10 mei 2015
Sophia asked, “Is there more parking out back? I can move my car. You know, to make way for someone else,” she added lamely. She bit her lip, which drew his gaze to it.
Connor replied, “Usually only family parks there, but I can move your car for you if you’d like.”
She nodded and he came around to her side of the desk. When she extended the keys, he let his fingers brush her palm while scooping them up. She looked down and then turned to watch him go, eyes dropping to his tight ass as he slipped on shoes.
“Hey, Connor,” she began, and he turned. “Thank you.”
He flashed his best smile. “You’re welcome, Sophia. I’ll do everything I can to make your stay a great one.”
Outside, Connor’s eyebrows shot up on reaching her car. He saw what looked like fresh damage on the driver’s side, as if she’d scraped along something black. Curious, he walked around to the back and saw the bumper had been struck, too, also by a black vehicle, judging by the smudged paint. He checked the front and passenger sides of the vehicle but saw nothing. Then he noticed her watching him from inside, looking impatient.
He got in, seeing only empty plastic bags, candy wrappers, a discarded coffee mug, and an empty pretzel bag. The car came to life and he backed up, then pulled it around back on the gravel driveway, stopping beside his blue BMW 3 series convertible. He was about to turn off the engine when a hunch made him put the car in reverse and back it into the detached garage, closing the garage door. If someone was after Sophia, he wasn’t letting them have her. And as long as she was under his roof, she was under his protection.
As he walked toward the house, a Dodge Challenger roared up to the intersection and stopped, the driver’s dark silhouette turning toward him for a few moments as the gravel crunched beneath his feet. The car didn’t move for a long time—longer than was appropriate for a mere stop sign, considering the absence of other cars—and only when Connor reached the back door of the inn did the car’s black color register on him. As he opened the door, the car took off with a squeal of tires on pavement, disappearing into the darkness. The lights of Sugarloaf Inn gleamed brightly in the night, and the girl inside smiled at Connor as he reappeared before her.
Author: Randi Everheart
Genre: Contemporary Romance
When Sophia Turner comes home from college for the summer, she has no idea her stalker is planning to kidnap her – and worse. But she escapes with the clothes on her back and nothing more, searching for safety and somewhere to stay.
Connor Kendall is looking forward to a quiet summer running his bed and breakfast, but when a barefoot Sophia turns up looking scared and with no bags, he takes her in despite concern she may have brought trouble with her. She’s hiding something, he’s sure, and yet he vows that nothing will harm her as long as she’s staying with him, but the promise might be harder to keep than he’d ever imagined.
An Amazon Bestselling author, Randi Everheart is an avid writer of romance, due in no small part to being a diehard romantic. After all, Randi once wrote a song for the object of a crush and penned a fifty page love letter for another! The same spirit now flows into these stories – hopefully to win your heart. Randi has a Bachelors of Music in classical guitar but has always been more of a rocker, having released several albums under another name. Tendonitis in both arms ended career plans in music, leading to a new career as a software developer. Today Randi co-owns a software consulting firm and lives in the Maryland suburbs north of D.C., is married, and loves spending time with son Ryan when not writing, playing guitar or golf, or writing smut.
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