Sometimes what we think is best for us, isn't necessarily
so. Josie Mayne divorced her husband, Pardee, for a more
stable life, a life without half-truths, without imminent
danger, without a man who never learned to open up. She
didn't even truly know her husband's first name. Josie has
traded all that for a life with a millionaire fiancé who
tells her he loves her for who she is. Josie has told
herself that this is what she wants. She loves her guy, and
she's earned the right to a stable relationship. No more
flying around the world catching those accused bond
skippers, no more flying choppers while people are shooting
at her and no more hot sex as a release when the danger has
passed. No, crop dusting and the occasional bounty hunting
for lesser crimes and a millionaire husband are just the
ticket.
So says Josie until her ex-husband shows up in California
just as the fiancé is down on his knees formally proposing
to her. He has, once again, ruined her moment. But Pardee
has come to tell Josie that her stepson, Pardee's son she
helped raise, has been kidnapped and is being held for
ransom down in Mexico. Pardee really needs Josie and her
flying skills, but his guise is just to inform her. It
seems the kidnappers are retaliating for the very first job
Josie did with Pardee when they became partners and flew
into a Mexican camp to get a guy for the US Feds. Everyone
else connected to that case is dead.
Josie knows she must go with Pardee to rescue her stepson.
She prays her fiancé will understand, and if he loves her
and the relationship is to work, this will be the test. But
can Josie trust herself once paired with her sexy ex-
husband who still makes her insides tingle? Josie and
Pardee become the team they once were while Josie vows to
keep the intimate part out of it.
RUNNING ON EMPTY is a great story, pulling you into the
plot as swift as the chopper Josie flies and sucking you
into the heated passion and temptation. It's a great
example of the grass not being greener on the other side of
the fence. Hot-blooded passion certainly competes with
adventurous danger in this story.
Just a quick note to let you know I'm alive (for the
moment!). I had to leave my rich beau Tyler and his sixth
marriage proposal in the lurch when my ex-partner, ex-hubby
Pardee (Remember him? Bounty hunter? Strong? Sexy?
Dangerous?) asked (begged!) for help rescuing his kidnapped
kid. Now we're running for our lives. (They don't call
me "Crazy Legs" for nothing!) Things haven't been this
hectic since I flew choppers in Desert Storm. If Pardee
weren't so desperate -- and, okay, I admit it, still so
damned hot! -- I'd be on the next Greyhound out. Oh well,
that's life, I guess. Having an exciting time, wish you
were here. Wish the bad guys (with guns!) weren't. Or the
cops. (They're after us too. Don't ask!)
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