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In PIVOT, three friends, each survivors of a brutal childhood, grew up together in foster care.
Now as women, they’re fighting for their lives again.
When Meriwether Jones and her young daughter run from trouble in L.A., that trouble follows. By the time Meri reaches Spokane, she’s out of gas, money, and ideas. Her prayers are answered when ex-cop Ian Brodie hires her to help his aging father. But Meri is keeping a dangerous secret—-and Ian is in danger of losing his heart.
Melanie Cassidy finds trouble when she tries to save a young boy from being kidnapped. The last thing she expects is former love-of-her-life, Detective Gray Hawkins, to appear and rescue them both. But her good-Samaritan efforts pull her and Gray into a conspiracy of drug dealers and dirty cops –and forces them to examine the relationship they’d once abandoned.
Michelle Peach is one of Meri’s closet friends. She’s finally content in Portland—-until two rough men break into her home and threaten her life. The last person Michelle wants to see is Evan Boldon, a former Marine turned sheriff. But this time Evan is going to stop the trouble stalking Michelle-—and win her heart for good.
Excerpt From Pivot
She took a calming breath. “Okay, I’ll get you the money. But the bank is closed on Sunday. I won’t be able to get the money until tomorrow.” It didn’t matter what she told Joey. She wasn’t going to be there when he came back to collect. “Meet me here at noon. I’ll have the money for you then.”
“I’ll be here at eleven and you better have at least a couple of thousand. You don’t, Lily comes with me.”
Meri suppressed a shudder. It was hard to imagine that the man standing in front of her was Lily’s father. Amazing how just one night–one stupid night–could change your life forever.
“I said I’d get you the money. Now get out of here and leave me alone.”
Joey tucked the roll of twenties into the pocket of his black leather jacket. “Tell Lily her daddy sends his love.”
Excerpt #2 From Pivot
He hammered in another nail, looked up to see Meriwether Jones running toward him. With the sun highlighting the gold in her dark hair, damn she was pretty. “What is it?”
“I can’t find Lily. She isn’t in your room.”
Ian dropped the hammer and started back toward the house, Meri hurrying along beside him.
“She never does this. She always stays where you tell her.”
They shoved through the back door together, walked through the mudroom. It took a moment for him to register that the dishes were all washed and put away, the countertops wiped clean. He caught the scent of Lysol as he made his way toward the stairs.
“Lily!” he called out. “Lily, where are you?” They went upstairs and searched his bedroom, then the other two upstairs rooms and both baths. No sign of Lily.
His worry kicked up as they headed back downstairs and he strode into the den. “Dad, Lily is missing.”
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There was something different about the desire he felt for Meri. It was a yearning deep in his bones. Every time she smiled at him, he felt a little kick.
He didn’t understand it. Hell, he’d never felt anything like it.
And he sure didn’t know how to deal with it.
And there was Meri herself. He didn’t know anything about her, except that she was in trouble. If he was back in his office, he’d run her name, see if she had a criminal record. When he thought of the way she was with Lily, thought of the amazing mother she was, he had a hard time imagining it.
And the truth was even thinking about digging into her past felt like a betrayal.
Maybe he would just ask her what she was running from.
Whatever it was, it couldn’t be good.
Maybe if he gave her a little more time, Meri would come to trust him enough to tell him.
As long as she didn’t trust him enough to wind up in his bed.
Excerpt #4 From Pivot
“I think he remembers you.”
He smiled. “I raised him from a colt.”
“Maybe you could buy him back.”
Ian shook his head, but she thought she caught an instant of regret. “I’d have to leave him here. Unless Dad got interested in horses again, it wouldn’t be fair to Sunny.”
Meri glanced back at the beautiful golden palomino. “It must have been great having a horse of your own.”
“It was,” he said. “I was a pretty fair rider in my day. I thought about doing a little rodeoing, but Mom thought it was too dangerous.” His mouth edged up as if he were amused by some inner joke.
Meri wondered what it was. Her mind sifted through the possibilities, but when she looked at him again, his focus had shifted away from the horse and he was looking directly at her.
“I can’t stop thinking about you, Meri,” he said softly. She felt his big hand on her cheek, gliding gently down to tilt up her chin. Then he was bending his head, covering her mouth in the gentlest of kisses.
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