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Excerpt...
Duncan Kincaid was born with adventure in his blood ...
and Cairo McKnight was the greatest challenge he'd ever faced!
As BRIDE FOR A NIGHT BEGINS, our hero, Duncan Kincaid, has
discovered--deep beneath the Montana badlands--the cave he's long been
searching for, a cave full of dangerous tunnels that might lead to a
mysterious city of gold...
A horrendous howl
and a rush of cold wind flooded the cave, whipping about, stirring up
dirt and fine powdery silt that shrouded everything in the cavern.
Duncan stepped
into a deep crack in the limestone wall and waited for the wind to die
down. When the wailing ceased, when the swirling banshees disappeared
down a tunnel and the last of the dust settled, a massive, milky white
stalagmite loomed before him, twisted and deformed and looking every
inch the ghoul.
Suddenly all was
calm and far too quiet. A shiver raced up his spine, as if something
foreboding lurked nearby.
Then, without
warning, an earsplitting scream burst through the silence.
The wind?
A woman?
Ten years he'd
waited for this moment and right now he wanted to do nothing more than
inspect the mysterious cave. He hoped he hadn't heard that blasted
scream, but there it was again, shrill, piercing--a cry for help.
"Ah, hell!" He
raced back through the tunnel, and when he reached the end of the
passage, his gaze followed the beam of light bouncing about the main
cavern until he saw a curvy female body suspended high above the rocky
floor.
Damn if the cave
wasn't full of hidden treasures.
Her gear was
stuck, something he could relate to. He'd been hasty and careless with
his rigging once before and ended up in the same predicament. His own
experience told him the woman wasn't in immediate danger, otherwise he
would have climbed right up to help. Besides, she looked awfully good
hanging there, with her long, jeans-clad legs scissored around the rope
and her red shirt hugging her body so tightly that he could see the
outline of full, sumptuous breasts. Even in the dimly lit cavern he
thought he could see her hardened nipples pressing against--
"Damn it, Duncan!
Quit staring at my body and get me down from here."
The
all-too-familiar voice struck him with the force of his old memories.
The last person he wanted to see right now was his ex. "What are you
doing here, Cairo?"
"Dangling."
"That's obvious.
Now, why don't you explain what isn't so obvious, like how did you find
me, and why the hell did you bother?"
Cairo McKnight
angled her dusty face toward him and flashed a glare that could turn a
man to stone. "Just get me down, Duncan. I'll explain everything later."
Later? Sure she
would, Duncan thought cynically, in the same way she'd responded to his
letters asking why she'd filed for an annulment--by marking them "Return
to sender" and dropping them back in the mail unopened.
Well, he had no
intention of letting Cairo McKnight avoid him this time. She was a woman
at the end of her rope, literally and figuratively, and no one could
save her but him.
He leaned against
the cold limestone wall, folded his arms over his chest, and glared back
at her. "What's it been, Cairo? Four years? Five?"
"Five years and
one month," she said, her voice tinged with anger as she struggled with
the rope.
"You've been
counting the days?"
"Every blessed
one."
"You missed me,
then." It was a statement, not a question.
"Missed you?"
Cairo's laughter ricocheted around the cavern, the burst so sharp and
hostile Duncan feared the sound might split a stalactite in two or cause
the ground beneath his feet to open up and swallow him.
"Sure I missed
you, Duncan, the same way I'd miss a brain tumor after it was removed.
The way--"
Duncan laughed,
interrupting her tirade. "I'm glad to see you're still the same sweet
girl I married."
"And you're still
the same arrogant, frustrating--"
Cairo's words
were bitten off by her scream as she plummeted down the rope. He could
see terror in her eyes, could feel the fear in his throat, and once
again he ran toward the scream.
Will our hero--Duncan--save his ex?
Will Cairo go splat on the cavern floor?
Well, okay, there wouldn't be much of a story if Duncan didn't save
Cairo or if she went splat.
So, the big question remaining is:
What will Duncan and Cairo find deep beneath the earth's surface?
A lost city of gold, or the love they'd known long, long ago?
To
find out, pick up a copy of
BRIDE FOR A NIGHT
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