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Will Sam find her Savior?
Samantha Morgan is an independent witch who owns her own yoga studio. Not at all interested in finding a man for more than a good workout between the sheets, she agrees to a fix up to appease her mother. Enter Gerri Wilder, an old friend of her mother's and owner of the Paranormal Dating Agency. While stories about Gerri's matches are larger than life, Sam thinks she is immune to the woman's gifts in matchmaking.
For Samantha, Gerri tries something different by setting Sam up with Ian Michalson, a wealthy black panther shifter, in order to have her meet a friend of his who is as stubborn as she is when it comes to dating. Gerri claims this mystery man will be her savior, in a metaphorical sense, the one to capture her heart, make her stop fearing love. Only problem is, as she continues to date Ian, a nice enough guy who seems to be more than willing to be in on Gerri's plan, all Sam can do is wonder which of Ian's friends or associates this savior of hers could be, all the while hoping it isn't his bodyguard, Jacob, because her physical attraction to him is dangerously off the charts.
After two weeks of dating Ian, much longer than she ever intended to let this misaligned plan go on, Ian ends up in a war with a rival pride over a business deal. When this rival pride loses the deal, they try to kidnap Sam for revenge and blackmail, thinking her more important to Ian than she is. Yet, it is Jacob, Ian's bodyguard who ends up becoming her literal savior that day. On the run to save her life, one of two things will happen: Sam and Jacob will kill each other in stubborn fights about how to keep her safe, or they will give into whatever has sparked between them.
Excerpt:
"Yes, it will, and I know you are looking for something
different, and that is what I will be getting you with both men, each in their
own way. Trust me."
"I'm not looking for something different. I'm not actually
looking at all."
"Which means you are looking for something different. You are
done with the dating scene, and so you want something different. What you don't
realize is when you find this different, unique if you will, it is then you
will fall in love, even if you don't know yet that it's what you are looking
for. So, trust me."
I will not, Sam yelled in her own head.
"You keep saying that," Sam protested, "and I'm
sure to you that doesn't sound dangerous at all, this trusting you with this
crazy idea of dating one guy to meet another. But how is this fair to the first
guy? Are you not using him? Isn't this all unethical given you run a dating
agency?"
"Yes, in a way, but he owes me anyway. Big time. I will even
tell him upfront that it isn't his match, but someone I would like him to meet.
I'll even tell him he will be doing me a favor. He won't ask questions. He,
unlike you, isn't opposed to playing the field, nor is he opposed to doing a
favor for a friend, no matter how extreme the favor may be. He's a good man.
This is why I have never had to fix him up yet. He's perfectly content for the
time being to be a player. Listen, sweet cheeks, and I'm talking that tight and
generous young ass of yours, darling, I know this is one of the craziest,
ass-backwards hook-ups I've ever proposed, and I have created some doozies, but
I just feel this is the right match, and that this is the only way to make it
happen given issues with the other party involved in it. Unconventional? Sure.
I'm even breaking one or two of my own rules here. So stop looking at me that
way. Yes, I have a few rules. I am a businesswoman, too. But, please, Sam, say
you are game to my so-called diabolical plan."
"I would need my head examined to go along with this. It
isn't what I signed up for, not that I signed up for anything, but rather was
ambushed into it. Regardless of all of that, I was just trying to appease my
mom for a bit by agreeing to one date, not some outrageous, and unethical plan
to fix me up with one guy in some hopes I will meet another guy around who
wouldn't let you fix him up. Hell, maybe I will like the guy. He does sound
smart to ignore your intrusions."
When Gerri shrugged, her eyes still sparkling, Sam experienced a
sudden wave of exhaustion. Between her two classes this morning, one aerial
yoga and the other a power flow class, and now this conversation, it would take
a lot more than chocolate cake to wake her up. One glance at her mother's face
tugged at her sluggish heart. So, even knowing what it would cost her, she
agreed to this string of hellish dates which would force her to go shopping,
another drudgery. The cake had better be damn good.
So, she agreed and quickly changed the subject. She figured
questioning Gerri about her agency would do the trick. The woman seemed quite
the spitfire, so she figured she'd have some amusing tales to tell if she asked
her about her most outrageous fix ups to date, beyond hers.
The smell of chocolate filled the air, appeasing the savage beast
in her some. With her elbow resting on the counter, she plopped her head into
her hand, to listen to tales of romance as her mouth watered, passing the time
until she could jam a fork into a piece of cake. While her mother began the
ganache and frosting combo she used to layer and ice the cake, Gerri's stories
weren't hampered by the mere whirl of the blender.
USA Today Bestselling Author Gina Kincade spends her days tapping away at a keyboard, through blood, sweat, and often many tears, crafting steamy paranormal romances filled with shifters and vampires, along with witchy urban fantasy tales in magical worlds she hopes her readers yearn to crawl into.
A busy mom of three, she loves healthy home cooking, gardening, warm beaches, fast cars, and horseback riding.
Ms. Kincade's life is full, time is never on her side, and she wouldn't change a moment of it!
