Aimee Sherwood never dreamed that following her fiancé into the witness protection pro-gram would land her in a haunted house in a town that’s downright creepy. She’d have laughed if she had been told the guy who lives down the road might be her soul mate, not the man whose ring she’s wearing. Life in West Virginia is nothing like life in Los Angeles, but between bean ball battles with Marilyn Monroe, remodeling a crumbling farmhouse, and starting a new online business, life in the country is anything but boring.
About the Author:
Elaine Cantrell was born and raised in South Carolina where she obtained a master’s degree in personnel services from Clemson University. She is a member of Alpha Delta Kappa, an international honorary society for women educators and Romance Writers of America. Her first novel, A New Leaf, was the 2003 winner of the Timeless Love Contest. When she’s not writing or teaching, she enjoys movies, quilting, reading, and collecting vintage Christmas ornaments.
He kissed her.
Stars fell from the sky. Drops of golden sunlight filled the air with pure joy. Birds sang a song the angels might envy. Oh, Cade!
Aimee forgot the ugly ring on her finger. She forgot Fortuna, and she never once thought of Rocky. Her heart pounded out a disjointed rhythm that filled her chest with more emotion than one heart could hold.
Cade buried his hand in her hair and deepened the kiss. Aimee moaned and pressed closer to him. The masculine planes of his chest against hers made her gasp as the scent of sun-warmed male skin surrounded her.
She ran her hand across his shoulder, marveling at the bulging hard muscles under her hand. Cade groaned and cupped her bottom to pull her closer. Her head spun, and they toppled over into the clean straw beside the puppies and their mother. They kissed as if they were starving for each other, but when his hips met hers, sanity returned in a rush. “Don’t. Please don’t,” Aimee gasped.
Cade made a sound low in his chest. “Why not? I’m dying for you, and you want me too.”
Shaking like a leaf, Aimee pushed against his chest, unsure if she wanted him to listen to her or not. He let her go. For the longest time neither of them said a word. They lay there staring at each other.