#NewRelease: Out-Foxxe’d Is Live

Markus Foxxe is in Eriewood for one reason. His boss wants Rosie Peaks. He doesn’t know why and he shouldn’t care, but after meeting her, there’s no way Markus will hand her over to the highest bidder.

Rosie Peaks left DuFour, Indiana two years ago and found a safe haven away from all things paranormal. Working at Mulcahy’s Pub has been fairly uneventful. Until Markus Foxxe rolled into town in his silk suits with a primal sex appeal that makes her want to spend every night with him banging like a screen door in a hurricane. The only problem is, Rosie isn’t looking for a commitment and Markus seems as though he’s a one-mate kind of guy.

Will Markus change her mind? Or will Rosie find herself on the run again?

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#NewRelease & A #Giveaway from Sharon Struth

Happy Release Day, Sharon Struth!

It’s my honor and pleasure to share this wonderful new book with all of you. The Sweet Life is here…Check out this amazingly beautiful cover, the blurb and excerpt. Then, hop on over to enter the giveaway.

In Italy, the best attractions are always off the beaten path . . .
 
Mamie Weber doesn’t know why she survived that terrible car accident five years ago. Physically, she has only a slight reminder—but emotionally, the pain is still fresh. Deep down she knows her husband would have wanted her to embrace life again. Now she has an opportunity to do just that, spending two weeks in Tuscany reviewing a tour company for her employer’s popular travel guide series. The warmth of the sun, the centuries-old art, a villa on the Umbrian border—it could be just the adventure she needs.

But with adventure comes the unexpected . . . like discovering that her entire tour group is made up of aging ex-hippies reminiscing about their Woodstock days. Or finding herself drawn to the guide, Julian, who is secretly haunted by a tragedy of his own, and seems to disapprove any time she tries something remotely risky—like an impromptu scooter ride with a local man.

As they explore the hilltop towns of Tuscany, Mamie knows that when this blissful excursion is over, she’ll have to return to reality. But when you let yourself wander, life can take some interesting detours . . .

 

Acclaim for The Sweet Life

Struth’s novel is a great debut for a potential series…The story overall is intriguing, and of course, a setting in Italy is always something that makes for a great book. It comes with a strong recommendation and is worth picking up for a nice treat.” RT Reviews

The sights, the sounds, the smells and the food. Oh, the food! I had to make spaghetti and meatballs the day I started the book. Sharon Struth puts you right in Tuscany in a way that not only transports you to the crowded streets and vineyards, but surrounds you with them. Masterfully done.” Goodreads 5-star Review

You will like this if you’d like a nice tour of Tuscany (food, wine, just delightful), a little romance, and a happy ending. Perfect relaxation...” Goodreads 5-Star Review

 

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Author Bio:

 

Sharon Struth believes you’re never too old to pursue a dream. The Hourglass, her debut novel, is a finalist in the National Readers’ Choice Awards for Best first Book, and her Blue Moon Lake Novels include the bestseller, Share the Moon.

 

When she’s not working, she and her husband happily sip their way through the scenic towns of the Connecticut Wine Trail, travel the world, and enjoy spending time with their precious pets and two grown daughters. She writes from the friendliest place she’s ever lived, Bethel, Connecticut. For more information, including where to find her published essays, please visit www.sharonstruth.com or visit her blog, Musings from the Middle Ages & More at www.sharonstruth.wordpress.com.

 

 

Excerpt:

In the driver’s seat sat a square-faced man with a full Romanesque nose and short, dark hair. He greeted her with a wide smile. “Ciao, bella.”

She climbed the steps and smiled back. “Hello. I mean, Ciao. Sorry I’m late.”

Before the nice man in the driver’s seat could respond, a man standing about halfway down the aisle said, “I’m sorry, miss. You’ve got the wrong bus.”

Whoever he was, his cargo shorts and faded Led Zeppelin T-shirt didn’t carry any authority. But he held a clipboard, and his tone suggested he meant business. His Gaelic-looking face carried a slight boyish quality, hardened into a manly appearance due to his trimly cut mustache and beard. Wavy hair the color of cognac peeked out from beneath a gold cap with orange and blue lettering reading Wanderlust Excursions.

“I’m sure the hotel front desk can help you find the right tour.” He gave her a now-hurry-along smile and turned back to the man he’d been talking to.

“Did I just talk to you on the phone?”

He lifted his chin and raised a brow. “We’re waiting for Felix.” His gaze traveled her from top to bottom then he looked her in the eyes. “I’m pretty sure you’re not Felix?”

“No, but…” Mamie became aware of the silence and scanned the passengers.

Everyone in the full bus stared back. Quiet. Curious. She squirmed and her gaze drifted back to the man who seemed to be in charge.

“No. I’m not Felix, but if this is Wanderlust Excursions, it’s where I’m supposed to be.”

He squinted. “Wait. Are you the woman who answered Felix’s phone?”

“Yes. I’m taking his place on the tour.”

He snorted. A short, patronizing laugh. “I don’t think so.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re clearly not Felix.”

“But he transferred his vouchers to me.”

“Nobody told me. Our company rules state that purchased seats are not transferrable without prior home office approval.” He frowned and studied her again. “Besides, this is a specialized tour and you’re not a member of this group. Felix is.”

“How do you know I’m not?”

His lip curled into a little smirk. “Did you attend Woodstock?”

“The concert?”

“Is there another one?”

“Well, no, but…” Mamie scanned the other passengers more carefully. Other than the guide—everyone else was probably over fifty-five. Maybe even over sixty. “What group are they part of?”

“They are”—the guide, whose company sponsored tag read Julian, glanced at his clipboard—“the Woodstock Wanderers.”

“Felix may not have been part of it either.” Mamie never heard him mention them before.

“Are you kidding? Felix was one of our founder members.” A man with thinning white hair, dark-rimmed glasses, and a full white beard sitting in the front seat winked at Mamie. “Bernie” in capital letters sat square in the center of a nametag with a tie-dyed background. Beneath his name it said, “Favorite Woodstock Song: ‘Let’s Go Get Stoned,’ Joe Cocker.”

Mamie would’ve never put Bernie together with that song, but… The bus’s silence and everyone watching her jarred her back to the problem at hand. “Felix never mentioned your group to me.”

Guess she knew Felix but didn’t know him. The truth about how she and Felix knew each other, though, wasn’t something she could share.

So she did the only thing she could do. Staring Julian square in the eye, she said, “Uncle Felix wanted me to take this trip. I’m his niece. He insisted I go in his place.”

“His niece, huh?” The tour director rubbed the back of his neck and considered her again. He shook his head. “I’m sorry he’s decided not to come, but on the transfer, I can’t budge. Rules are rules.”

A thin gentleman sitting a couple rows behind Bernie, with salt-and-pepper patches of hair above his ears, piped in. “Julian. Dude. Can’t you just go with the flow? She looks harmless. Let her come.”

Mamie squinted. His tag read Bob, but before she could read more, the others joined in with choruses of “yeahs,” and she looked away.

“You know what they say, Julian.” A woman with curly brown hair, peace sign earnings, and a pretty smile said, “Don’t sweat the small stuff.”

Mamie noted her nametag read Martha and her favorite Woodstock song was “Suite Judy Blue Eyes” by Crosby, Still, and Nash.

Julian pursed his lips. “All due respect Martha, me losing my job isn’t exactly small stuff.”

Martha grinned slyly and winked. “We promise to keep it a secret from the boss.” She glanced around. “Right everybody?”

Another chorus of loud “yeahs” filled the bus.

One slim man with thinning hair who sat in the last row fist bumped the air. “We aren’t afraid of the man.”

The passengers murmured and nodded, complete agreement on that one. Mamie loved this solidarity. Though she’d never considered herself a hippie—more like a loner—she had an incredible urge to be part of this group.

Julian watched them, frowning. He refocused his attention on Mamie. “Sorry. I’m going to have to ask you to step out so we can start. We’re already running late.”

Normally, Mamie respected timeliness, schedules, and rules. But she had a job to do. A mission to accomplish.

“Please. My uncle, he really wanted me to go and—”

Julian took several swift steps to the front of the bus and stopped close to her. He dropped his voice. “Listen, this isn’t personal. The last thing I need is to lose this job. Do me a solid and go see if you can get any of your money back.”

She quietly replied, “You don’t understand. I need to go on this tour.”

He narrowed his hard green eyes, but before he could say a thing, a chant filled the air.

“Let her stay. Let her stay. Let her stay.”

A blond-haired woman with a cherub face who sat at Bernie’s side spoke up over the chant. “Doesn’t she remind you of Tracy, Bern?” Her nametag read Sandra and her favorite Woodstock song was “Amazing Grace” by Arlo Guthrie. She patted Julian’s arm in a very maternal way. “Tracy’s our daughter. We’d love having some young energy around. Tracy’s just too busy working to spend any time with us.”

Julian’s lower lip dropped. He drew in a deep breath, looked at Mamie, and motioned to the door. “Let’s talk outside.”

She turned and headed off the bus. Little did he know, she wasn’t about to back down. Nothing would stop her from getting on this bus or making the most of this adventure. Two very good reasons existed for fighting the good fight.

The memory of her husband and daughter.

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Out-Foxxe’d: A Rosie Peaks Crossover #ComingSoon #CoverReveal

Hey, VIPs! Check out this amazing cover from Talina Perkins @BookinItDesigns! I’m so in love with it. Preorder links should be up shortly and I’ll let you know as soon as they’re live. Until then, check out the blurb below. Rosie was so unprepared for everything Markus brought into her life. But…being #OutFoxxed never felt so good. 

Markus Foxxe is in Eriewood for one reason. His boss wants Rosie Peaks. He doesn’t know why and he shouldn’t care, but after meeting her, there’s no way Markus will hand her over to the highest bidder.

Rosie Peaks left DuFour, Indiana two years ago and found a safe haven away from all things paranormal. Working at Mulcahy’s Pub has been fairly uneventful. Until Markus Foxxe rolled into town in his silk suits with a primal sex appeal that makes her want to spend every night with him banging like a screen door in a hurricane. The only problem is, Rosie isn’t looking for a commitment and Markus seems as though he’s a one-mate kind of guy.

Will Markus change her mind? Or will Rosie find herself on the run again?

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Raine #PreOrder Is LIVE & WIN $100 GC

CONTEST CLOSED:

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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 <3 Thank you for following Kallie and Hank as their story grew. I hope I’ve given them the life they deserve.

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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.

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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 winds 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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XOXOX,

Madison

 

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#Renegade Contests and Goodies

Hello, Romance Readers <3

We’ve got a few things happening for you right now. These contests are open up until the night of the party on April 12th. Yes, Renegade releases on April 5th, but we’re giving you plenty of time to read Mason and Savannah’s story before it’s party time:) There are details inside the book you’ll need to know for a few giveaways. Just click on the links throughout the post for all of the details.

Please Join The Renegade Release Party

First up: PreOrder Contest #1 (For a chance to win a $50 GC and a Vera Bradley Laptop Cover)

                  PreOrder Contest #2 (For a chance to win “Toys In The Bag”–a cute bustier bag filled with toys for your and/or his pleasure. And a bottle of blue raspberry, warming massage oil.)

PreOrder Contest #3 (A chance to win a Renegade coffee mug)

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Please Check Out This First Excerpt From Renegade

Blurb:

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 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**

Hope to see you at the party and I’m sending truckloads of luck your way!

XOXOX,

Madison

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#PreOrder & Excerpt : RENEGADE, Asphalt Cowboys 1

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***Warning: If scenes of a violent nature are triggers for you, please do not read any further. Another excerpt will be posted soon.***

Twenty-three Years Ago–Northwestern Ohio

 

“Come back here, ya lil’ bastard! Yer’ no better than that whore y’all call mama!”

The young man watched as his furious, drunken father tore with crazed determination across the expanse of the backyard, intent on catching his younger brother. The long stitch in his hand said more about their father than any words possibly could. That piece of the weeping willow tree was only one of the ways their dear old dad punished all of them.

His mama, long gone from the cancer that mercilessly ate through her already abused and battered body, came on fast and hard, taking her in a short six months. But it wasn’t soon enough for her husband. He repeatedly beat her for having the nerve to get sick and cost him even more of his drinking money.

“Wasn’t it bad enough that you had those two brats? Worthless as tits on a boar! All of ya!”

His words were always emphasized by the crack of whatever he could get his hands on and using it to smack, spank, club or whip all of them with seemed to bring him immense satisfaction. In the wee hours of pre-dawn, the house would finally fall silent except for the annoying sound of snoring coming from their father’s recline in the living room of their dilapidated and crumbling farmhouse. Each night he’d prayed that the booze or God or some other stroke of karma would kill the old asshole, but the unfortunate sound of his disgusting sperm donor’s breathing night after night told him the man would never die. They’d never be free of his clutches.

His mother, however, took her last breath on his twelfth birthday. While his father was off drinking in a bar, the brothers had held her until a kind neighbor who came to check on them each day, found them draped across her lifeless body and sobbing. It took the strength of the neighbor lady and her husband to pry them away from their beloved mama. Each of them begging to go with her—begging not to be left alone with the monster they were forced to have as their dad.

Five years later, the older of the two boys knew the asshole wouldn’t stop his terrorizing behavior. Ever. He’d be damned if he was going to get his hands on his young sibling again. Just shy of eighteen, he knew he was his brother’s only hope and he took matters into his own hands. Grabbing the flathead shovel that stood propped against the garage, he took off after them knowing only the two of them would survive or their father would. Either way, they’d finally be free of his drunken clutches.

“Leave him alone! Why don’t you come at me, dick? Take on me!”

“Oh, big guy has a shovel. I’m shakin’.” His father took a swig from the whiskey flask he always had in one hand. “Fuck you, you little prick. Think because you’re almost an adult you’ve got balls all-a-sudden? You’ll never have the balls to leave here. You’re just like your mama; weak. Weak and pathetic.”

His father’s breath was hot and nauseating. It reeked of the sour booze and beer mixture that he always drank. The young man fought the urge to spit in the abusive drunkard’s face. The wobbling man poked him in the chest with a nicotine stained finger, jamming it with each word.

“Ya think yer’ better ‘an me, boy? Think I’m a monster? We’re all monsters on the inside. You’ll do quick to learn that, son. You ain’t shit. It’s about time you get that through that rock solid head of yours. I own you. I own him. I will beat that into your stupid, skinny asses if it’s the last thing I ever do. Now, go home and mind your own fucking business, punk. I’ll deal with you later.”

The seventeen-year-old kid watched as his father began to unbuckle his trouser belt, strutting towards where the boy was hiding in some brush. Another whipping would come with the long leather strap to whatever body part was within his clammy reach. But he watched as his father’s belt flew out of his hands and landed in a clump, causing a small cloud of dust to rise on the narrow, dirt path. He stood, frozen for a moment in horror as the man shoved his filthy pants to his ankles, bent down and pulled his screaming and screeching youngest son by the pantlegs out of the weeds. On some level, the older of the boys knew his father had reached a level of depravity that had not yet been reached in the past. Absolute terror was about to befall his small, wiry twelve-year-old brother and with silent swiftness, he charged at the drunken, disgusting man.

One loud whack of the shovel to the back of the asshole’s head and it was over. The monster never saw it coming. He’d never hurt anyone again. He hadn’t been able to save his mother, but he hoped she’d somehow see that he’d had no choice. If he had known something so sinister had been happening, he’d have taken care of the dick a lot sooner. From then on, he knew he’d always save his brother. They were all each other had.

As he stood over his father’s lifeless body, Mason knew he’d never truly be free of the man. He had his blood in his veins and on his hands. Was it even possible for someone to get away from something like that? He wasn’t sure. But Mason knew he’d spend the rest of his life running if he had to.

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RENEGADE, ASPHALT COWBOYS, 1 #PreOrder

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First in a new sexy and exciting series!
Delivers to your ereader on 4-5-16.
Preorder price is just 99 pennies for a limited time!

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 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 her old life 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.

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#FebruaryPrizePack 2015:

It’s time to get this February Prize Pack contest started!

We are so excited for all of you. Each day, another prize will be added to the bundle. One person will win everything in that package. There will also be a few prizes that multiple people will win throughout the entire month. 

Why are we giving away a month-long prize pack? Why not? We LOVE our readers and is there a better excuse for giving stuff away? Each and every one of you are the reason we’re here. If you weren’t reading our books, making us smile, giving us inspiration…where would we be? 



You can keep track of what’s being added each day by visiting Madison’s Facebook Page and click on the photos tab. There you will find the February Prize Pack Album. She’s not the only one giving things away this month. A few amazing authors have also donated items to be won:

Gracen Miller has a new release coming on February 15th and she is donating winner’s choice of ebook. Be sure to check out her Amazon page for more info on all of her books. We’ll be featuring another post for Gracen Miller soon. So stay tuned.



HA Fortman also graciously donated a few prizes. You’ll have the chance to win 1 of 5 sets of her ebooks. So her prize will feature 5 winners! Woohoo!


And there are many more to be added!

It’s super easy to enter. All you have to do is follow the Rafflecopter instructions below. At the beginning of March, random.org will tally the results and the winner will be announced and contacted. For some entries, you’ll be able to gain points each day, so be sure to check back often. 

Without further ado…grab your entries and have fun! Check back for more posts throughout the month. HA Fortman will be here tomorow and you don’t want to miss it!


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#NewRelease: Wicked By Nature

“So, all I have to do is mate with a wolf and save the world? No pressure there.”

**18+ Paranormal Romance**
This eBook contains:
Explicit Language
Adult Content


What’s a witch supposed to do when she learns that she isn’t just a witch? Will Selena use her powers for good? Or will she embrace the side of her that truly is wicked by nature?

Until now, life for Selena Barnes has been fairly easy. Aside from the constant stares and gossip of a few busy-bodies in town, her upcoming wedding to a mortal was all she cared about. When she finds out that no one, not even herself, is who they claim to be, she embraces the powers that she’d buried deep inside, unleashing a catalyst of dire consequences. 

When secret after secret is revealed, Selena finds herself racing against time to save her friends, her soul mate, her town and to keep her powers from falling into the wrong hands. Hands that belong to someone she’s never met. Someone with whom she shares more than she could have ever imagined. Someone who has been waiting twenty-five years for these events to unfold.



Sneak Peek:

For the second time that day, I woke up with a pounding headache. I closed my eyes against the offensive lighting. “This is getting old.”
“Afternoon, sunshine.”
 “Ouch!” I looked up to see the most gorgeous eyes staring into mine. I closed my eyes and pulled myself into a sitting position as shards of glass pounded into my brain. Well, that’s what it felt like. Truth be told, I was a bit hung over..
“Easy there, Kitten.”
“Oh Keith, it’s just you.”
“Yeah just me. Here, take these and drink this.”
We were in his office and I was grateful for the privacy. I took a long swallow of the water he offered and then took the ibuprofen he handed to me.
“Thank you.” I found I was full of shame as I remembered my fabulous bawl-baby outbreak and couldn’t look at him again. So when he tipped my chin up with his fingers, my lip quivered and tears burned my eyes, threatening to pour out, I shrugged away. “I feel ridiculous for being such a blubbering fool. I’m um….just gonna’ go now. Thank you for being so kind and I’m sorry I bothered you. It was a mistake to come here.”
“No Selena. You’re staying. It’s my turn to talk and by the sound of things, you need to listen to all of it whether you want to or not.”
His piercing blue eyes sent shivers of desire through me and I chastised my body for betraying my overwrought mind. I wasn’t in the mood to be told what to do. Even if I needed the help and even if this handsome Cowboy Casanova was doing the telling. I was known to be obstinate to the end, but I knew I had no choice. I gave in, however I wasn’t happy about it.
“Fine, talk. But know this, nothing you will say is going to shock me.” I crossed my arms, jutting my chin as I stared at him with indifference. What about this man made my hackles rise so often and why couldn’t I just appreciate his kindness when it was offered?
 He slid a leather chair across and placed it in front of me. We were eye-to-eye as Keith leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees.
“I know you’re upset, but you have to remain calm and listen, okay? There are so many things I’m about to say that will sound crazy, but trust me, if you need to hear them.”
His serious tone shocked and unnerved me. Though I’d just had a glass of water, my mouth was dry and my throat felt tight. “I’ll try but I don’t think I can handle many more surprises.” 
 “Too bad, kitten. What I’m about to say will shock you but it may just save your life. So, toughen up and get ready.”
“What could you possibly know? Up until yesterday, I had no idea if you were alive or dead.” I huffed. How did Keith think he knew anything about me?
“While you were asleep, Sterling filled us in on what happened.”
Keith was nuts. Yep, that’s why I never ended up with him. He was certifiable. Did he honestly expect me to believe that mycat had spoken to him? I shook my head, a bubble of laughter threatened to escape as I stared at the crazy-talking guy across from me.
“What do you mean, he filled us in and who is us?”
My already raw emotions were teetering on the edge of another bout of panic and I swore I must be dreaming. I felt like Alice in wonderland, but I didn’t remember passing any rabbit holes on my way to the Tooth & Nail. Hysteria threatened to overtake what bit of sanity I still had as realization, acceptance and the truth began to dawn on me.

“There’s no way you could have heard him unless you’re a…” the words died in my throat as Keith nodded his head, confirming everything Roberta had told me without saying a word.

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