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Wounded warrior Jake Cramer returned from the Middle East missing part of one leg and with a partially paralyzed left arm. He feels useless in his family’s construction business, but carpentry is all he knows. He needs to relearn how to work and how to live. He can’t even consider finding a man to love. Who would want him this way?
Alex Ford is a top-of-the-line architect who’s tired of big cities and wants to settle down, maybe run a small inn. The mansion he inherited from his grandparents might be the ticket to his dream, but it needs a lot of work. When he meets the handsome builder, he knows he’s made the right decision. He just needs to convince Jake that his scars don’t matter. Unfortunately Alex’s greedy family has other ideas, and they’re determined to ruin Alex’s plans and take the inheritance for themselves—even if they have to kill to do it.
Vicki Reese has been married forever to the one person who accepts that she lives in a fantasy world most of the time. She’s even been seen at the beach building worlds for her stories. In addition to creating fun characters, fantasy worlds, and suspenseful situations, she also enjoys and is very good at things like writing policy and procedures manuals and setting up continuity and organizational spreadsheets, both of which she has actually earned money doing. She has a master’s degree in library science so likes things organized. Okay, so her family thinks having the spice rack alphabetized it a bit much, but she has no trouble finding what she needs when she needs it. And just because her extensive library is cataloged and organized, that doesn’t mean she’s obsessive. Honest.
When not writing, Vicki works as an editor, helping other authors with their works. When not doing either one of those, she can be found in the kitchen whipping up gluten-free, lactose-free, other allergy-free meals for her family. Or watching the world go by from her front porch swing.
Hi! Thank you for having me today. My name is Vicki Reese and I write stories with a hint of suspense and danger in them. All my stories take place in small towns, since that is what I am most familiar with. Places where everyone knows their neighbors and where you should still feel safe, even when it’s not. They’re also about the struggles we face every day. Though they may be different for each one of us, they’re still there and sometimes that uphill battle can be daunting unless we have someone at our backs. And that’s the best part. Having friends, family, and that special someone to help us through the tough times makes it all worth it. So grab a cup of tea (or whatever beverage you prefer), put your feet up, and relax with a good story. I’ve got your back.
Jake went in and dropped to the floor. His field experience kicked in. The guy lay on his stomach. He was still breathing, and his pulse was strong. There was a bad gash on the back of his head, probably from the bottle, but no other obvious injuries. Jake tore off his flannel shirt and tee. He folded up the tee and pressed it against the gash with one hand while he hit 9-1-1 on his phone with the other. He cradled the phone between his ear and shoulder so he could help the stranger.
“9-1-1. What is the nature of your emergency?” The woman’s voice on the other end was calm and reassuring. He wondered briefly if the emergency operators were hired based on their ability to stay calm.
“I’m calling from 751 South King Street, Robinwood. I need police and an ambulance. There’s a man injured. He’s breathing but unconscious, with a bad gash on the back of his head.”
“Police and ambulance are on their way. Have you stopped the bleeding?”
“Yes. Tell them we’re at the back of the property, in the carriage house.”
While he relayed information to the operator, Jake looked over the man. Dark hair with a touch of curl framed a handsome face with an angled jaw softened by light beard growth. He wore jeans and a long-sleeved polo shirt, both of which hugged his lean muscles. Something about his appearance drew Jake. He had a classically sculptured face and thin nose. In spite of the blood and dirt, he was absolutely gorgeous.
The stranger groaned and shifted around and Jake shook his head. What was he doing! The man was seriously hurt. The last thing he needed to be thinking about was how hot he was. Yeah, it had been a long time since he’d been with a man, but surely he wasn’t so desperate as to lust after some injured guy.
“Shh. Stay still. You’ve been hurt. Help is on the way.” As he said it, Jake could hear sirens and vehicles out front. That was one advantage of living in a small town.
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