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Karma by Jamie Rae
January 2015
BOOK BLURB:
Love in the no-fly zone…
Distraught over the loss of her
brother in a fighter jet accident, Tinklee Pinkerton decides to follow in his
footsteps and prove the tragedy wasn’t his fault. But when she’s chosen as the
first woman to fly the Air Force’s F-35, her plan for a life that revolves
around work is thrown off course by a handsome, mysterious stranger…
Thanks to Locke’s seductive
British accent, sweet nature, and one too many beers, Tink is soon inspired to
throw caution to the wind and herself into his arms. She thinks maybe love can
heal after all—until she discovers Locke is her superior officer. Tink has no
problem risking her life in the air, but with everything on the line, is she
brave enough to risk her heart on the ground?
Excerpt:
“I can see that you’ve been
terribly hurt,” he said with a soft, understanding expression.
There was something in the way he
spoke—I’m not sure if it was the tone of his voice or the genuine expression of
care on his face, but it made me feel protected from my demons. I wanted to
talk to him.
I opened my mouth to tell him
about Colin, about the jet, about everything, but stopped myself. This was
ridiculous. I barely knew him. I pressed my lips together with a silent
reprimand and reached for another beer in the cooler. I wasn’t sure how many
I’d drank, but there were a lot of empty bottles on the ground and my cheeks
were beginning to numb.
“Besides being a great punching
bag, I’m a decent listener.”
“I lost someone very close to me
and very suddenly,” I confessed. My voice cracked as I admitted the truth out
loud to someone other than my own reflection in the mirror. “It’s been rough.”
Shit. I definitely had too many
beers.
“A breakup?”
I shook my head. I wish. A break
up would’ve been easier.
“A death?”
I nearly choked on the lump that
immediately formed in my throat. I dropped my head down and nodded once. A few
seconds of silence passed. He slid down the chaise toward me.
“I’m sorry.”
I was, too. I stared at my
bottle, ready to crumble. Damn it, I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t open this
wound I struggled to keep sealed up. It was too much of a risk. I needed my
head in place for tomorrow.
“Thanks, but I can’t talk about
it.”
He took the beer from my hand and
placed it on the table next to us.
“I’m a firm believer that life
will never give you more than you can handle,” he said and leaned toward me. I
glanced up into his eyes. “You seem like a survivor.”
The words stung like someone had
poured a carton of salt into a large gaping wound. In a sense, he had. He’d
called me a survivor. I was a survivor, but Colin wasn’t.
“Well, looks are deceiving,” I
muttered and looked to the side.
His hand touched my cheek and
directed my face to look at him. I forced myself to meet his eyes. He held my
stare, imploring me to hear him. It was ironic that a total stranger believed
in me more than I believed in myself.
The back of my eyes burnt, I
needed to change the subject before my heart dove into a tailspin. I shifted my
leg and a pain jolted through foot. I hissed.
“Here let me take a look,” he
said as he scooted forward. I bent my knees closer to my chest. My foot was red
and it hurt, but medicating with alcohol dulled most of the pain.
“It looks wicked.”
He lifted my foot into his hand
as if caring for a wounded bird. Delicate. Gentle. His touch spun my world into
another universe. He looked at me with a mixed expression of shock and desire.
His grip—the strong, lithe fingers and muscular forearm—tightened its hold.
For a moment, I sat frozen in
silence, not breathing, only hearing the pounding of my heart. I wanted to pull
away. No one had touched me like this since college, before Colin’s accident.
And even then, no one had touched me, especially my foot, like that before.
Apparently, I’d been missing out.
Author
Information
JAMIE RAE is a New Adult and Young
Adult author. She writes with one goal in mind--create stories with a positive
message that will stay with the reader long after they've finished reading.
Jamie is an avid reader and loves
discovering stories with a great hook, though she will not eat, sleep, or speak
until she reaches the end. The Harry Potter years weren't pretty!! Convinced
that her Hogwarts letter was lost in the mail, she keeps a watchful eye for
owls hoping her children will have better luck!
In her other life, Jamie Rae is an
orthodontist, and literary agent. She keeps her heart overflowing with love as
a mother of three and has perfected the art of nomadic living as a military
spouse and Air Force veteran. Jamie has a passion for critters of all shapes
and sizes and you can often find her sneaking them into her own home or
volunteering for rescues.
Thank you so much for sharing!!! *hugs*
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