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by Kimberly Zant
Description: No one admitted to leaving it and no one should've been able to get into her apartment--and yet someone had--without leaving any sign at all that they'd broken in or she would simply have dismissed the gift from 'a secret admirer' as some sort of sick joke. She was still inclined to dismiss it as just that--a prank by one of the guys she worked with--until everyone around her started dying. Was it significant that her new boss suddenly appeared so interested in her?Or was he marked as the next target?Because it seemed that someone wasn't willing to share her with anyone else--if they had to kill them to clear the way to exclusive. Rating: Sensual/Spicy. Genre: Contemporary Romantic Thriller.
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: September 2010
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [426 KB]
Reading time: 281-393 min.
Summers in Atlanta were absolutely the worst, Erin Dietrich thought wearily as she shoved her key into the dead bolt lock on her apartment door. Then again, winters weren't too grand either when one happened to be bolting-up as she had been for the past several weeks.
She was almost sorry now that she'd volunteered to pair off with Sam Sheffield as one of the bolt-up crew....and all because she'd had the idiotic notion that, by doing so, the men on the job would be more inclined to look at her as a fellow ironworker. If the foreman didn't put her on some welding pretty soon, she was going to be forced to ask for some pansy work as badly as she hated to wimp out and demand such a thing. She might look like the Germans' answer to an Amazon, but she was no She-Ra.
There were times when she felt like strangling her long-time friend, Sam Sheffield.
Of course, she hadn't had to join the bolt-up crew just because he had. She could have done something else, something considerably less strenuous. The thing was, she generally paired off with Sheff whenever the Union Hall sent them out on a job together, had been doing so for most of the four years since she'd completed the ironworker's apprenticeship program.
She preferred working with him to almost anyone else, trusted him to watch her back as she did no one else. She didn't work nearly as well with some of the other men, or the women for that matter. She hadn't wanted to take a cushy job, only to find Sheff had been paired with someone else when the job really got underway.
Man, she was beat though. Thank God the first section was almost done. The next section of the building was almost all welding. Welding she could handle and handle well. It was one thing about her job she really enjoyed.
The dead bolt slid back out of the way with a satisfyingly audible click. Hearing it, Erin removed the key, turned the knob and pushed the door of her apartment open, flinching as the hinges let out a groan of protest.
The apartment was empty and quiet as a tomb, a state that was such a rarity in her life with two active boys Erin felt the solitude and lack of sound almost physically the moment she stepped inside. Her twin sons, Jacob and Isaac, had not come home with her as they normally did. They would be spending the night at her mother's house, where she usually picked them up after school.