Surprise

Surprise

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by Arianna Hart
     
 

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Samara Murphy went to Jamaica for a little adventure—she comes back home to a big SURPRISE.

Samara Murphy goes to Jamaica to relax in the sun and escape the New England winter. She doesn’t expect to meet far-too-sexy Connor O’Riley. And she definitely doesn’t expect to have her first fling.

Once home again, Samara plans on

Overview

Samara Murphy went to Jamaica for a little adventure—she comes back home to a big SURPRISE.

Samara Murphy goes to Jamaica to relax in the sun and escape the New England winter. She doesn’t expect to meet far-too-sexy Connor O’Riley. And she definitely doesn’t expect to have her first fling.

Once home again, Samara plans on going back to her old life, but soon figures out that isn’t possible. Her house is broken into, a car almost runs her down, and someone is leaving sick messages on her front doorstep. Can she trust Connor to get her out of this mess alive—and with her heart intact?

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781599981062
Publisher:
Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Publication date:
10/10/2006
Series:
Dangerous Women , #1
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
271
Sales rank:
1,006,740
File size:
1 MB

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Surprise


By Arianna Hart

Samhain Publishing, Ltd.

Copyright © 2006 Arianna Hart
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-59998-349-3


Chapter One

Connor had the taxi drop him off a few blocks from the address he held in his hand. The spring air was a little nippy, at least compared to the balmy air he had left this morning. It had taken him less than a day to decide to follow up on what was so important to Samara that she hacked into the IRS to find him.

It had taken him considerably less time to find her than it had taken her to find him. A few phone calls and he had her phone number, address, college transcript, as well as her parents' names and address.

A car that matched her registration was in the driveway. He knocked on the door of the little blue cape. There were bulbs popping up in the flowerbeds, gutters in need of cleaning, and a spring flag hanging off a wooden pole fastened to a shutter.

There was also nobody home.

"Hell, it's Friday night, she's probably out drinking some wine with ice. Probably out with some nerdy academic with glasses and a tan sport coat."

He should find himself a hotel and call her in the morning. The last thing he wanted was to see her giving some jerk a goodnight kiss. Even though they didn't have a relationship, the thought of her kissing some other guy made his gut clench with annoyance.

Connor waited until 9:30 before his patience ran out. He'd just walked around the side of the house to look for a way in when he saw headlights turn into driveway. He ducked back into the shadow of the breezeway and watched her step out of the car.

"Thanks for the ride home, Chad. No really, you don't have to walk me to the door, really." Samara had an edge of panic in her voice. The guy, Chad presumably, got out of the car anyway. "Thanks for being such a gentleman, I'd love to invite you in, but the place is a mess. Maybe some other time." Samara dug around in her purse frantically.

Connor had a feeling this jerk was going to try something if she didn't get inside the house soon.

She took too long.

"Don't worry Samantha, I've seen dirty houses before, I won't even notice in the dark." He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in for a kiss.

Connor could practically see the jerk's teeth mash against Samara's lips.

A fierce surge of anger flooded him. It was all he could do to hold back and not charge over there and break them up. His plans to just fade into the woodwork took an abrupt turn. He'd wait inside for Samara so they could have a little talk. And if the asshole trying to taste her tonsils made it through the doorway, well wouldn't he be in for a shock?

How did she get herself into situations like this? Her head ached, her feet hurt, and now Chad mauled her in an attempt at seduction. This had to stop before he stuck his tongue any further into her mouth.

Samara slipped her arm between them and twisted while turning her head aside. She thought she caught a movement out of the corner of her eye, but decided it must have just been a shadow.

"Chad, I think you should leave now."

"Hey we're just getting started."

"No, we're not. You might have been, but I'm going to bed. Alone. Good night."

"You and Macayla are both the same. Frigid ice queens."

"There's no need to resort to name calling just because you didn't get lucky."

"Screw you," he shot over his shoulder as he stalked back to his car.

"Not even at my most desperate moment," Samara mumbled as she finally managed the dead bolt and got through the door. She re-locked the front door and leaned her head against it.

"Never again am I going to listen to Macayla. What harm can a little dance do? Why don't you let Chad take you home, he's an internist.' Never again."

"Sounds like a good plan," came a voice from behind her.

Samara let out a yell, sunk down and swept the leg of the fool who dared sneak up behind her. She switched on the hall light and grabbed the baseball bat she kept in the umbrella stand by the door.

The bat dropped with a clank from nerveless fingers when she got a good look at who was sprawled in her foyer.

"But you don't exist," was the last thing Samara said as the hall got dark again and she sank to her knees in her first-ever faint.

(Continues...)



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Meet the Author

By day she’s a mild mannered mother and high school teacher, but at night Arianna Hart puts on her mask and cape over her size 4 leather cat suit and saves the world from evildoers.

Okay, in the real world Arianna lives on the East Coast with her husband and three daughters and is most often seen in sweatpants instead of leather. When not teaching, writing, or chasing after her children and the dog, Ari likes to practice her karate, go for long walks, and read by the pool.

She thinks heaven is having a good book, warm sun, and a drink in her hand. Until she can sit down long enough to enjoy all three, she’ll settle for the occasional hour of peace and quiet. 

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