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Title: His Frozen Heart
Author: Nancy Straight
Publisher: Self-published
Age Group: NA
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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For best friends, Candy and Libby, money is tight with hardly enough to cover their living expenses. When they are desperate for grocery money, the girls bet on their pool playing skills to add to their income.
A simple wager on a quiet winter evening has devastating results, with a stalker determined to kill them both. With Libby in the hospital after a vicious attack, and Candy being pursued by the same stalker, she vows to find Libby's attacker.
What she finds is Dave, an old friend with a secret past filled with misfortune. Will Dave’s past provide the answer to all of Candy’s problems or will it become Candy’s worst nightmare realized?
“So
I was out on a date with a girl just after graduation. We had both landed a couple fake ID’s and
were wearing them out. I was lit, so was
she. We thought it would be fun to go
out and get tattoos.” Dave paused, as if
assessing my ability to keep up with the conversation.
I
let his words marinate for a second. He
had been on a date, he was drunk, and he thought it would be fun to get a
tattoo. The pieces fell into place – he
had a woman’s name tattooed on him and didn’t want me to see it. From his desire to keep it hidden from me, it
was probably an “Eternal Love” or sappy “Love of my Life” design. Jealousy flared for no good reason as I felt
my eyes narrow on him. My reaction was
absurd. Who cared if another woman’s
name was permanently written on his chest?
Dave
studied me for a minute before deciding, “I can tell from your reaction you’re
going to see it and think it’s creepy.
So I’ll just do us both a favor and keep my shirt on.”
My
posture stiffened. What kind of idiot
gets the name of a girl he hardly knows tattooed on his chest? The words were out in a flash, “So what was
her name?”
Dave
leaned in questioningly, “Who?”
“The
girl you went and got a tattoo with?”
Confused,
he answered, “Jill. I still see her
every now and again. The guy she’s
dating owns that purple custom downstairs.”
Now
it was my words that were confused. He
had tattooed her name on his chest, and now her boyfriend was one of his
customers? “That’s got to be awkward.”
He
shook his head, “No, not really. She and
I only went out the one time.”
“Wait,
you just said you see her every now and again.
What’s that mean?”
He
smiled as if he had to explain a horrifically complicated concept to a moron,
“I mean when her boyfriend comes into the shop – I see her then. I don’t hook up with her or anything.”
“Oh.” I wanted to be okay with it. I’ve made some tragically stupid decisions –
not stupid enough that any of them were permanently etched on my body – but
some things I wasn’t too happy about after I had done them. We both lay there awkwardly on the bed. His hand reached for mine. I didn’t push it away, but I wasn’t overly eager
to pick up where we had left off just to be shut down again. Curiosity got the better of me when I rolled
over on my side and said, “Show me.”
Dave
grinned. “I’m a betting man. And I’m betting that if I show you my ink
there are only a few possible outcomes.
Most of them are bad,” he paused.
A charming grin that reached all the way to his eyes studied me until he
continued, “I’m not willing to risk it.
My shirt stays on.”
His
summation of the possible outcomes made me giggle. “What if I promise not to react one way or
the other after you show me?”
Dave’s
head cocked to the side in consideration, but answered, “Not good enough.”
“What
if I promise no matter what it looks like, I know that it was done when you
weren’t in your right mind?”
He
smiled, not the sweet grin from before, but the perfect wide smile of a
Cheshire cat. “I didn’t say I wasn’t in
my right mind. I said I was drunk.”
“Whatever. Show me.”
Dave’s
hand began gliding up my arm. Sternly I
accused, “You’re purposely delaying.
Either show me now, or I’ll think of all the worst possible tattoos you
could have. If it’s really bad, I
promise to wake up before you every morning and color it in with a black
Sharpie.”
“Every
morning?” I worried that I had said
something wrong and began thinking of something clever to say to cover up the
fact that I would like the idea of a sleepover at his place for more than just
a couple nights. His lips began nuzzling
my neck, whispering kisses just under my jaw.
Heat spread over my skin as my body made me more acutely aware of his
touch. His breath was labored and with
each new sensation, I fell a little deeper under his spell. Dave turned toward me, hiking his leg up over
my hip and pressing his body firmly to mine.
“Just promise me you won’t think I’m creepy.”
Creepy? Images of skulls, zombies, even a swastika
came to mind, but I needed to know. “I promise.”
Dave
eased off of me, boosting himself into a seated position on the other side of
the bed. He shook his head as if having
an internal argument with himself. I
faked disinterest, taking my boots off and setting them beside the bed. He turned away from me, his muscular back
facing me, and then in one quick motion removed his shirt and proceeded to fold
it into a six by six square laid neatly beside him. Nearly a minute passed before I heard an
audible sigh and he turned toward me.
I LOVE Starbucks’ White Mocha Latte and Mountain Dew, (but not together). I have a lead foot so I set cruise control when I drive, even in 25 MPH zones. I almost never win when I play Angry Birds, but have my 9 year old close, so he can clear the hard levels for me. I grew up on a farm and am opposed to eating fresh chicken (not opposed to meat - just opposed to any meat that was alive a few hours before lunch). I am a huge fan of the show, Big Bang Theory, on CBS. I share my life with two fantastic sons, three rotten dogs and a husband that I adore.
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