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336 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 1, 2008
If it wasn’t for the blue light on the horizon, it would be a perfect night.
You have a gift, Jillie.
Not quite, she thought sadly. The fact, right now she’d give up just about anything to get rid of it. A woman’s life was in her hands. Jillian knew exactly how Celina felt. Less than a year ago, Jillian had been kidnapped and terrorised by a man exacting revenge on her father. She couldn’t imagine what poor Celina was going though.
“Dammit” he muttered and slammed the glass to the counter. Was she trying to get herself kidnapped again? Did she have any idea how dangerous it was for her to be out there alone in the middle of the fucking night? That was all he’d need – for her to disappear. Kiss Celina good-bye.
He slipped out the veranda doors that led to the beach, where she was standing looking up at the moon. A warm gulf breeze swept over him as he crouched through the low grass. Jillian stood a few inches into the surf, wearing a thin robe that wrapped around her thighs and fluttered in the breeze. No one around. No one to hear her scream if someone took her.
She never heard him come up behind her. He grabbed her around the waist and put his hand over her mouth. He was about to whisper, “This is how easy it would be to kidnap you” when she reacted
Her elbow knifed his belly, and her head snapped back to bash him in the nose. Stars and agony shot through his head as he grabbed for his face. His eyes were closed when she delivered the knee to his groin. He went down in a heap of pain.
For a moment, his brain disconnected from his body, and then Jillian dropped down next to him in the sand. “Simon! What in God’s name were you doing? I thought you were an attacker.”
He rolled to his side and squinted at her. “Trying to teach you a lesson.”