Tuesday Tease! Cordelia from Faeries After Dark by @MeganSlayer #faeries #romance #mf #PNR

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Time for the Teaser Tuesday post, where I feature one of my stories and a snippet to tempt you!! This week, I’m featuring Faeries After Dark, primarily my tale, Cordelia!

Enjoy!

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Faeries After Dark by Madison Sevier and Megan Slayer

Published by WZD and Coffee Queen Publications

Contemporary, Paranormal, Erotic Romance

M/F pairing

Novella

 

Faeries finding purpose, magic and love…

FIONA

A faerie on the run with a stolen bear. An attraction neither can deny. Magic is the key when these two hearts collide. Fiona Blake has always been the faerie who’s done the right thing. She’s avoided trouble and love her entire life. Now, she’s unemployed and on the run–with a stolen bear. By using her magic, she’s unbalanced the laws of nature and Fiona is in deep scat. She must fix things before she loses her powers and her heart to a sexy stranger who might get her locked up in faerie prison.

Kash Bruin needed a break from his overbearing, matchmaking father. He never Cordelia LARGE COVER 2imagined he’d wake up in a cage, naked and kidnapped by a crazy, violet-eyed, beautiful woman who believes she’s a faerie. Can a spark of magic bring these two creatures from separate world’s together? Or will the truth be too much to bear and tear them apart fur-ever?

CORDELIA

What’s a love faerie supposed to do without her magic?

Cordelia likes to play fast and loose with the rules. So she’s made a few mistakes with magic along the way? No one got hurt…right? The blue-haired faerie, prone to the occasional blue language and dirty jokes, loses her right to create magic after one goof-up too many. But she’s about to find redemption in the form of a merman named Henry and a human named Jinx. Fix them up and she’ll get her right to create magic back. There’s only one problem…Liam.

Liam could be the right man to help Cordelia rise above her troubles…but first she’s got to make him believe she exists. Not impossible, right?

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NOW FOR THE TEASER!

©Megan Slayer, 2017, All Rights Reserved

She’d have to face the guy some time. She whipped around and collided with a solid wall of male muscle. He smelled like leather and stood at least eight inches taller than her. She splayed her hands on his chest to steady herself, then backed up. “Sorry.”

“I scared you?”

She met his gaze. Holy fuck. He had blue eyes. “Jinx?”

“That’s my brother.” He smiled. “Are you okay? You look lost and a little confused.”

A little? “You’re fucking serious? You’re not Jinx?” She swept her gaze over him. Christ. She’d cream her shorts at this rate. He had muscle in all the right places, a chiseled jaw, reddish blond hair and blue eyes. When he smiled, his dimple showed. He smelled good and when he spoke, shivers ran the length of her spine. And here she was with a wet tank top and hard nipples. She was so fucked.

“I’m serious.” He laughed and offered his hand. “Jinx—er—my brother, Jeremy, tends to be here. He paints. Why are you looking for him? It’s too late for him to paint tonight.”

“Oh. Right.” God. She sounded stupid. “I’ll stop talking now.”

“You don’t have to.” He slipped her hand into his and tugged her to the closest bench. “Have a seat, catch your breath and let’s talk. You look flustered. You can’t possibly be a hitwoman or out to find him because of a secret baby.”

“Why not?” Being a hitwoman wasn’t on her radar, but anything was possible.

“Despite your foul mouth, you’re too sweet.” He nodded to the bench. “Sit. Tell me your name and what’s going on.”

She plopped onto the bench and willed her chest to cooperate. She pressed her knees together. Christ, the heat in her body would overwhelm her sooner than later. She wanted to touch him again and feel that sizzle. “My name is Cory…Cordelia.” She shook hands with him. Damn. Firm grip. What would it feel like to have those hands around her waist during sex? Probably heaven… Shit. She had to focus. “I’m actually trying to find Jinx or Jeremy, as you called him, for a friend of mine. A mutual friend told me to get them in contact and put in a good word.”

“Is either friend a guy?”

“Yeah. One of them is.” She slid her gaze to him. “Why? Didn’t you know he’s gay?”

“I knew.”

“Before we go any farther, what’s your name?” Call her nosy, but she wanted to address him properly when she asked him to bed later.

“Liam. It’s short for William. William Darling.” He shook her hand again. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Cordelia.”

 

When the Plan Comes Together by @MeganSlayer #iamwriting #authorcollaboration #writingwithfriends #pnr

Not quite a year ago, I was asked to take part in an anthology. I came up with a story and had a good start on said story. A paranormal tale featuring a vampire. The problem was that the anthology fell through. I had a story, but nothing to do with it. Well, not nothing, but it was temporarily homeless.

That’s when the idea struck. Well, kind of. Heh heh. I had some ideas to wait a year, since it was rumbling quickly toward Halloween by the time I finished my story and there was no way I’d be able to put it out before the holiday. So I shelved the book and planned to release it during the next Halloween Holiday Season.

Fast forward to February. I can’t release a vampire story at Valentine’s day when it has to do with Halloween, but I had another idea. I’d always wanted to write with Madison Sevier. She’s one of my best friends. Why not? And what if we created something super special and super secret for the convention we were going to do in June? That’s when the idea of writing Faeries After Dark came about.

I also happened to find my faerie wings in the closet.

So I thought, wouldn’t it be cool to write a pair of faeries. Sisters. Since I had blue wings, mine could be blue and since Madison loves purple…well, you get the idea. What we did with the faeries was up to us. Madison and I discussed the idea and once the ball started rolling, we ran with it.

My faerie is the pistol of the pair. She’s blue and excels at using blue language. She’s a love faerie, but love isn’t her strong point. She’s been kicked around a little by life and isn’t looking for a partner, but if a merman needs a hook-up, she’ll help him find the right man. Of course, another guy comes long ready to knock her off her feet. Good things she’s got wings.

Once we had the stories written, I created the cover art and poof! Done. Okay, there were edits in there and like most edits, they weren’t the most thrilling thing I’ve ever done, but they made the story better.

Then it was ready for print and eventually ebook upload. We revealed our plan in clues and super secret posts on social media. By the time we got to the party for the book on Friday at the event… we were overwhelmed by interest. So cool. Now the book is out in print and ebook for everyone to purchase. I hope you enjoy it.

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If you’re an author looking to write a story with someone, think about a few things first. Do I trust this person? Will this person do something naughty? Is this partnership

possible? I got lucky. Madison and I work well together and are willing to compromise often. We’ve even got the next super secret project planned for Halloween a

nd for next June. Writing with other authors is fun, but stay on your guard. If you don’t trust the situation our your concerned, then don’t be afraid to say something. It might go wrong, but it might be exactly what you need to get the project off the ground.

Speaking of Faeries and off the ground, here’s a little more about the Faeries After Dark:

Faeries After Dark by Madison Sevier and Megan Slayer Cordelia LARGE COVER 2

Published by WZD and Coffee Queen Publications

Contemporary, Paranormal, Erotic Romance

M/F pairing

Novella

 

Faeries finding purpose, magic and love…

FIONA

A faerie on the run with a stolen bear. An attraction neither can deny. Magic is the key when these two hearts collide. Fiona Blake has always been the faerie who’s done the right thing. She’s avoided trouble and love her entire life. Now, she’s unemployed and on the run–with a stolen bear. By using her magic, she’s unbalanced the laws of nature and Fiona is in deep scat. She must fix things before she loses her powers and her heart to a sexy stranger who might get her locked up in faerie prison.

Kash Bruin needed a break from his overbearing, matchmaking father. He never imagined he’d wake up in a cage, naked and kidnapped by a crazy, violet-eyed, beautiful woman who believes she’s a faerie. Can a spark of magic bring these two creatures from separate world’s together? Or will the truth be too much to bear and tear them apart fur-ever?

CORDELIA

What’s a love faerie supposed to do without her magic?

Cordelia likes to play fast and loose with the rules. So she’s made a few mistakes with magic along the way? No one got hurt…right? The blue-haired faerie, prone to the occasional blue language and dirty jokes, loses her right to create magic after one goof-up too many. But she’s about to find redemption in the form of a merman named Henry and a human named Jinx. Fix them up and she’ll get her right to create magic back. There’s only one problem…Liam.

Liam could be the right man to help Cordelia rise above her troubles…but first she’s got to make him believe she exists. Not impossible, right?

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Tuesday Teaser ~ Faeries After Dark by @meganslayer and @madisonsevier #pnr #faeries #shifters

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This week’s Tuesday Teaser is from a book very near and dear to my heart….Faeries After Dark. I wrote a story in this two book collection to go along in Madison Sevier’s Rosie Peaks series. It also happened to be part of our #supersecret #superawesome project for #RAGT17

Think you might want a copy? The book will be live for purchase in ebook on June 28th and is available right now in print!! Check out the teaser for Cordelia, from Faeries After Dark.

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Cordelia by Megan SlayerCordelia LARGE COVER 2

Faeries After Dark by Madison Sevier and Megan Slayer

Published by WZD and Coffee Queen Publications

Contemporary, Paranormal, Erotic Romance

M/F pairing

Novella

Faeries finding purpose, magic and love…

FIONA

A faerie on the run with a stolen bear. An attraction neither can deny. Magic is the key when these two hearts collide. Fiona Blake has always been the faerie who’s done the right thing. She’s avoided trouble and love her entire life. Now, she’s unemployed and on the run–with a stolen bear. By using her magic, she’s unbalanced the laws of nature and Fiona is in deep scat. She must fix things before she loses her powers and her heart to a sexy stranger who might get her locked up in faerie prison.

Kash Bruin needed a break from his overbearing, matchmaking father. He never imagined he’d wake up in a cage, naked and kidnapped by a crazy, violet-eyed, beautiful woman who believes she’s a faerie. Can a spark of magic bring these two creatures from separate world’s together? Or will the truth be too much to bear and tear them apart fur-ever?

CORDELIA

What’s a love faerie supposed to do without her magic?

Cordelia likes to play fast and loose with the rules. So she’s made a few mistakes with magic along the way? No one got hurt…right? The blue-haired faerie, prone to the occasional blue language and dirty jokes, loses her right to create magic after one goof-up too many. But she’s about to find redemption in the form of a merman named Henry and a human named Jinx. Fix them up and she’ll get her right to create magic back. There’s only one problem…Liam.

Liam could be the right man to help Cordelia rise above her troubles…but first she’s got to make him believe she exists. Not impossible, right?

Now for that Tease!!

©Megan Slayer, 2017, All Rights Reserved

She’d have to face the guy some time. She whipped around and collided with a solid wall of male muscle. He smelled like leather and stood at least eight inches taller than her. She splayed her hands on his chest to steady herself, then backed up. “Sorry.”

“I scared you?”

She met his gaze. Holy fuck. He had blue eyes. “Jinx?”

“That’s my brother.” He smiled. “Are you okay? You look lost and a little confused.”

A little? “You’re fucking serious? You’re not Jinx?” She swept her gaze over him. Christ. She’d cream her shorts at this rate. He had muscle in all the right places, a chiseled jaw, reddish blond hair and blue eyes. When he smiled, his dimple showed. He smelled good and when he spoke, shivers ran the length of her spine. And here she was with a wet tank top and hard nipples. She was so fucked.

“I’m serious.” He laughed and offered his hand. “Jinx—er—my brother, Jeremy, tends to be here. He paints. Why are you looking for him? It’s too late for him to paint tonight.”

“Oh. Right.” God. She sounded stupid. “I’ll stop talking now.”

“You don’t have to.” He slipped her hand into his and tugged her to the closest bench. “Have a seat, catch your breath and let’s talk. You look flustered. You can’t possibly be a hitwoman or out to find him because of a secret baby.”

“Why not?” Being a hitwoman wasn’t on her radar, but anything was possible.

“Despite your foul mouth, you’re too sweet.” He nodded to the bench. “Sit. Tell me your name and what’s going on.”

She plopped onto the bench and willed her chest to cooperate. She pressed her knees together. Christ, the heat in her body would overwhelm her sooner than later. She wanted to touch him again and feel that sizzle. “My name is Cory…Cordelia.” She shook hands with him. Damn. Firm grip. What would it feel like to have those hands around her waist during sex? Probably heaven… Shit. She had to focus. “I’m actually trying to find Jinx or Jeremy, as you called him, for a friend of mine. A mutual friend told me to get them in contact and put in a good word.”

“Is either friend a guy?”

“Yeah. One of them is.” She slid her gaze to him. “Why? Didn’t you know he’s gay?”

“I knew.”

“Before we go any farther, what’s your name?” Call her nosy, but she wanted to address him properly when she asked him to bed later.

“Liam. It’s short for William. William Darling.” He shook her hand again. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Cordelia.”

Smoky Mountain Raine by @MadisonSevier ~ and a #Give A Way of Massive Proportions!

The baby is coming!! And we’re at the end of this series. **sobs** But don’t worry. New characters have arrived in this one and their story will be told later this year. It’s tough to say it’s the end, but on to new beginnings ❤ Thank you for following Kallie and Hank as their story grew. I hope I’ve given them the life they deserve.

Well, Smoky Mountain Raine, book three in my Smoky Mountain Escapes series is almost here. Hooray! I know it’s been a long time coming and I hope all of you will like it. **bites nails** You’ll meet new characters and enjoy a bonus peek into their lives at the end of Raine. Hope it’s been worth the wait :) As a token of my appreciation for your patience (2 long years) and adoration (because you ROCK), I’m offering one lucky reader a chance (chosen by Rafflecopter) to receive a $100 GC for being such AWESOME fans. There are only a FEW tasks to do and no major hoops.

First, here’s a bit about Smoky Mountain Raine:

Kallie and Hank are all set and ready to have their baby in a few weeks. However, Hank needs to go on a research trip with their longtime friend and firefighter, Mitch Larke. While Hank is higher up in the mountains with Mitch, the unthinkable happens– A fierce storm with gusty wins reignites the smoldering embers at the Chimney Tops. Kallie is stuck at home alone with no way to escape the fires roaring across the Smokies. Will he and Mitch get away from the Chimney Tops in time? Will Hank make it home to save his wife and unborn child from the fires roaring through their mountain home? It’ll take more than a miracle to save them this time.

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Blog Tour ~ Renegade by @MadisonSevier

Today, I’d like to share with you all one of my favorite books by one of my favorite authors. Renegade by Madison Sevier. I’ve read this book more than a few times and was there during not only the conception, but the writing of this story. I love it and I hope you do, too.

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The Road Is His Future…

Longtime steel hauler, Mason Kaine, a.k.a. Renegade, only needed a few things to be happy–The whisper of his tires on that long ribbon of highway in front of him, money and a life with no complications. Being an Asphalt Cowboy means long, lonely hours on 12604945_793653470778823_5065150037431761422_othe road, dedication to the job and going wherever the loads are needed. Mason liked it that way. Meeting a feisty blonde whose allure is more potent than the finest Kentucky bourbon was not on his itinerary. He knows he should just walk away and leave the woman to deal with whatever mess she’s in. But can he really just leave her alone and injured at a truck stop when he knows she’s in way over her head?

She’s Running From Her Past…

Savannah Somers has been on the run and in hiding for more than four years. Working at a truck stop hundreds of miles from her former life, she’s been able to blend in and stay safe. That is, until two people from the world she left behind and Mason Kaine walk into her new life on the same day. With her past chomping at her heels and Mason Kaine’s scorching sex appeal, Savannah finds herself on a path with twice the danger and more than just her life at risk.

Can Savannah find the safety she’s always needed…in the arms of a man like Renegade?

Will Mason be able to save Savannah without finding himself chained to a lifetime of troubles?

It’ll take more than one hot load to find out if they’ll make it together…for the long haul.

**Asphalt Cowboys Do It With Straps & Chains**

 

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Excerpt: ©Madison Sevier, 2106, All Rights Reserved

 

The silence between them dragged on for what felt like an eternity. She tried to rub away the goosebumps that rose across her arms. Waiting for him to speak, watching the array of emotions that donned his face as he seemed at a complete and total loss for words—made her nauseous. With all of the running she’d done over the years, she’d felt some strange sense of control in the crazy chaos that had become her life. Sitting beside Mason on that supple leather sofa, knowing he had the power to help or hurt her—she’d never felt less in control.

“Is that all? There’s nothing else you want to tell me?” He leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his legs and folded his hands together.

“Um, no. That’s all.” Her throat was dry, making her words raspy and weak sounding to her own ears. Of course there was more. She wanted more than a ride to Florida. She wanted him. But she couldn’t have him.

Raking his hands through his hair, he stood and turned to face her. “I’m not going to lie. That’s a lot to take in. To be honest, I haven’t been this pissed in a very long time.” The edge to his voice, the darkness in his eyes frightened her and she stiffened her spine, prepared for the worst.

“I’m sorry.”

He slammed his hand on the counter. Savannah flinched at his sudden outburst.

He scooped her up onto her feet. “For what? You did nothing wrong. Do you hear me?” Mason’s fingers dug into her arms, roughly but not painful. “Anyone who does the shit that man did to you and those animals is worse than the shit I’ve scraped off of my boots. Do you have any idea how badly I want to choke the life out of him for what he has done? There are three types of people in this world that I absolutely hate; men who abuse women, men who abuse children and men who abuse animals. They deserve nothing less than a trip to the fiery pits at the center of the earth. If I ever see this Vinny Bennet character, you can bet he’ll be begging for a lot more than mercy. Believe that.”

The fire in his eyes, the passion in his words and the way he held her took over any bit of self-control she possessed. The close quarters, though roomy enough, her chest was pressed to his as she looked up into the eyes of the kind of man she’d always prayed to find; a man who did more than say the right words. She knew Mason was being honest and he meant every word he’d said. He was the polar opposite of every man she’d ever known. He’d seen pain, loss and hardship—she could feel it. Savannah wasn’t sure what had made Mason the man he was, but she was grateful for it.

Before Savannah could stop herself, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips to his. Sweet heaven! The man’s lips were softer than she’d remembered. From the moment he’d first kissed her, she’d longed to feel his lips on hers again. Just as she settled into his embrace, relaxing herself against his rock-hard body and erection, she felt him tense up.

“Darlin’,’ he eased her away from him, holding her at arm’s length, the absence of shared body heat only increased her desire.
“You are the sweetest tastin’ thing I’ve had the pleasure of kissing in a very long time. But I don’t think this is what you want to do. I’m not sure you’re feelin’ up to what I have in store for you if this goes much further.”

“I appreciate your concern and while I admire your restraint—Mason, I don’t need your misguided sense of nobility right now. The only thing I need is to feel your body against mine. That’s all you need to worry about.”

Staring into his eyes, she eased her hands across his solid chest and over his muscular arms. Savannah knew she wouldn’t mind being held by those arms for the rest of her life. Taking his hands in hers, “I’ve spent years being nothing more than a fearful, suspicious woman broken by disappointment and heartache. I need this. I need you.”

Slipping the cotton shirt over her head, removed her jeans and pushed her panties to the floor. Baring herself to him; “Don’t make me beg, Mason. Let go of your morals or integrity or whatever you want to call it. Just make me feel how a woman is supposed to feel—even if it’s only for a little while. You wanna be my hero? Take off your pants.”

 

About the Author: 10355752_482674915210015_6920776233227125498_n

Romance author and self-proclaimed Coffee Queen, Madison Sevier, spends her days pressing coffee beans into a magical potion that allows her to bring life to unique and lovable characters in realistic worlds you’ll want to fall into. Against a romantic backdrop of the Ohio River and surrounding hillsides, she creates contemporary and paranormal romance stories that work their way into the hearts of readers worldwide.

Actually, she just lives on coffee, inappropriate thoughts, sass and making stuff up. Whatever that combination creates is what you get.

Some of her favorite hobbies include; extreme coffee research (drinking), mug collecting (for the drinking), hiking, reading, baking, horseback riding and keeping your romance hot and steamy– just the way you like it.

She loves hearing from her readers and meeting new ones, so feel free to contact her at any of the following places…



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Naughty Is The New Nice…

Out Now ~ Renegade by Madison Sevier #recommendedread

 

 

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The Road Is His Future… RENEGADE1200

 

Longtime steel hauler, Mason Kaine, a.k.a. Renegade, only needed a few things to be happy–The whisper of his tires on that long ribbon of highway in front of him, money and a life with no complications. Being an Asphalt Cowboy means long, lonely hours on the road, dedication to the job and going wherever the loads are needed. Mason liked it that way. Meeting a feisty blonde whose allure is more potent than the finest Kentucky bourbon was not on his itinerary. He knows he should just walk away and leave the woman to deal with whatever mess she’s in. But can he really just leave her alone and injured at a truck stop when he knows she’s in way over her head?

 

She’s Running From Her Past…

 

Savannah Somers has been on the run and in hiding for more than four years. Working at a truck stop hundreds of miles from her former life, she’s been able to blend in and stay safe. That is, until two people from the world she left behind and Mason Kaine walk into her new life on the same day. With her past chomping at her heels and Mason Kaine’s scorching sex appeal, Savannah finds herself on a path with twice the danger and more than just her life at risk.

 

Can Savannah find the safety she’s always needed…in the arms of a man like Renegade?

 

Will Mason be able to save Savannah without finding himself chained to a lifetime of complications?

 

It’ll take more than one hot load to find out if they’ll make it together…for the long haul.

 

**Asphalt Cowboys Do It With Straps & Chains**

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Now that Renegade has arrived, I think it’s time to share a bit more about it. So, check out this excerpt:

“Where’s your car?” The sound of Suzi’s high heels and squawkin’ like a hen in anger at their backs, made Mason pick up his pace a bit.

 

“It’s in the back lot. But I don’t have my purse or anything. It’s back there.” Savannah thumbed over her shoulder towards the store.

 

Damn. In his efforts to get her out of there, he hadn’t thought about the fact that she might’ve had personal items she’d need to take with her. “Okay. Look, I’m taking you to my truck. I want you to stay inside, lock the doors and don’t open them for anyone except me. Got it?” She nodded. “Good girl. I’m heading back inside to get your things. Is there anything else you need?”

 

“Ya know, you don’t have to do this. I can just wait until they leave and head back in by myself. I don’t want to hold you up. I know you’re a busy guy. And I’m not some damsel in distress. Besides, after the way I spoke to you last night, you’d have every right to just hand me over to them.”

 

Mason couldn’t figure her out. All he knew was that the woman needed a friend. She was a confusing mixture of sadness, courage and feisty strength. If he thought about it too much, he’d have himself convinced that she was perfect.

 

“We all have bad days. I’ve heard worse. Believe me. I’m not leaving you here with them.” Unlocking the door to his Pete, he grabbed the chrome handle and used it to steady himself as he stepped on the first aluminum step and sat her in his seat. “Can you hobble to the back? Or do you need me to help you?”

 

She looked around his cab. “I’ll be fine right here. There’s no need to go back there. Ronnie will know where my things are. Just ask her when you get back in the store.”

 

“Got it. Sit tight.” He saw tears well up in her big, brown eyes and it made him slightly uncomfortable—angry even. He hated it when a woman cried. Mason had never known how to deal with it.

 

As he locked and started closing the door, Savannah put her hand out, stopping the heavy steel. “Mason? I’m sorry about last night and thank you for stepping in tonight. I really appreciate it.” A single tear slid down one of her perfect cheeks.

 

Mason swallowed the lump in his throat. “Don’t mention it. I’d do it for anyone. You’ll be home and away from this in no time.” He shut the door and jogged back into the plaza.

 

“Ronnie,” he found her sweeping up the mess left behind from Savannah’s falls. “I need her purse please. She needs to get home before they can find her again.”

 

Ronnie’s face was pasty white. “She’s in real trouble. Those people are no good.”

 

“Do you know why they were here?”

 

She nodded. “Yeah. She’s gonna run again. She needs to. They were on the phone with that Vinny guy. And then I overheard the manager talking to them. They convinced him they were her brother and sister-in-law from back home. Earl said they needed to know where she lived to protect her from some guy who’s looking for her. Before I could stop him, he gave them her address. You need to beat them over there.” Her lips quivered and tears streamed down her cheeks. “If Vinny gets his hands on her…”

 

“He won’t. Trust me. I’ll get her to her house and have the cops there waiting for us.”

 

“No! No cops. Just get her there so she can get her things and get on the road. You cannot involve the police. Trust me.”

 

“Okay. Fine. I’ll tell her to get in touch with you as soon as she can.”

 

“Thank you. But I know I won’t ever see her again. Tell her I’ll miss her and I love her. Godspeed to the both of you, Mason.”

 

What the hell had that girl gotten herself into? What had he done by getting involved with the ordeal? He certainly didn’t need this shit. He’d get her to her car and wash his hands of the whole thing. He was out.

 

In less than five minutes he was back to the truck with Savannah’s purse in hand. “Time to go, sweetheart. You’ve got to get a move on. Is your ankle any better?”

 

Savannah climbed out of the truck and only winced a bit as she put pressure on it. “Sure. Thanks, Mason. I’ll let you be on your way. Safe travels.”

 

He handed her the small purse and watched as she turned away from him quickly, limping away. Obviously she wasn’t doing any better. Mason ran his hand from his forehead to his chin. If Suzi and Earl were waiting for her at her house, there was no way she’d get away from them. Oh well, it wasn’t really his problem. He had a load to deliver and he needed to get on the road if there was any hope of delivering on time. Reaching for his door handle, Mason saw her stop, favoring her injured ankle and guilt washed over him. Damn it.

 

“Savannah! Wait a minute.” With a few long strides, he was at her side. “You can’t do this alone. They could be waiting for you at your house.” Taking her right arm, he looped it around his neck, propping her up as she gimped along.

 

“What do you mean? They don’t know where I live.” A tremor in her voice gave away how terrified she actually was.

 

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Savannah, your boss told them where you live.” Mason explained everything Ronnie had said and watched as her facial expressions changed from anger to absolute terror. “So you see, you can’t go back there alone. Especially seeing as how you can barely limp along on your own.”

 

Savannah let go of Mason’s neck and leaned against the side of her compact car. “What am I going to do?” She covered her face with her hands, quiet sobs wracking her body and Mason thought he’d lose it right then and there.

 

After a few moments, he spoke. “You’re going to pull yourself together. Crying won’t solve anything. We’re going to your house and we’ll get you all settled in. After that, we need to call the cops and have them send someone over to watch the place so you’ll be safe.”

 

She shook her head vehemently. “No cops. They can’t help. They won’t help. In fact, you can’t even help me. I tried to tell you to let me handle it. This is my problem. You are right about one thing; crying isn’t the answer. They won’t go to my house. They probably gave my address to Vinny. The last I knew, he was in Florida and he hates flying. So, best case scenario, I have a thirty-hour start on him. I’ll pack a bag and catch a plane somewhere before he can even get close. I’ll be okay. Sorry for my little breakdown. It’s been one hell of a week.”

 

If she was going to completely skip town at the drop of a hat and if she’d truly been hiding for this long, Savannah was in real trouble. She might not think Earl and Suzi would go to her home, but Mason wasn’t as confident. Somehow he thought they’d be there waiting, watching—if not something worse.

 

“Give me the keys. I’ll drive you home, take a look around and grab a cab back to my truck if everything checks out. Deal?”

 

“Really, it’s not your concern. I’m a big girl. I’ve gotten through all of it this long on my own.”

 

Her tough side was showing again and he knew another approach was needed if he was going to get her to agree. “Do it for me. For my own peace of mind. I’ll feel better knowing you’re able to get your things together and get away safely. I don’t know everything that’s happened, but I do know that I’d like to know you make it out of here in one piece.”

 

“Fine. Whatever. But you’re wasting your time. What if you’re late delivering wherever you’re on your way to? I’ll feel horrible if this whole ridiculous situation holds you up.”

 

Taking her soft, smooth chin between the pad of his thumb and the knuckle of his forefinger, he gazed into her eyes. “I’ve never been late before. I’m great under pressure. Trust me. I always deliver. No matter what it takes.”

 

They didn’t call him Renegade for nothin’.

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