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Cordelia Renfroe stood motionless on the weather-beaten porch, her feet rooted to the rough planks as if they'd grown into the wood. The ancient boards creaked beneath her weight, their protests lost to the pulse of blood rushing through her ears. She stared at the door, the once regal mahogany now cracked and faded from years of exposure to the relentless desert sun. Its tarnished brass knocker leered at her, daring her...

Ryan Averdick knew better than to mess with trouble. As a FEO (fire equipment engineer) with the Sulaco County Fire Department and a swashbuckling bachelor, the forty-year-old had a legion of badge bunnies at his disposal. God Bless all my firefighter groupies. So why in the world was he hanging out at Happy Ending Ranch tonight, of all places, when he could be back home in Ghost’s Ranch, Nevada, where a simple telephone...

Lindsay’s lingerie skirt fanned out and surrounded her hips as she sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor in her assigned bedroom past lunchtime. Oversized pink roses with muted green leaves appeared as if they’d been thrown onto the flimsy white material haphazardly, with a touch of lace at the edges. The first in what she hoped would be a never-ending parade of mongers over the next three weeks gazed down and closed his...

Stretching both arms behind his back, Anthony Dinallo gripped one wrist with the opposite hand as a muscle in his jaw spasmed. The fifty-year-old married man and father of two had been pacing about in the baggage claim area for three hours … and counting. How could a measly little one hour and forty-five-minute flight be delayed like this? He tipped his head, sucked in a lungful of oxygen, and rocked back and forth. This...