Safe Haven (ebook)

Argumento de Safe Haven (ebook)

Kallie Peters has finally made her dream come true ? she?s turned the family farm into Safe Haven, an animal sanctuary. But financial woes are pressing in on her, and she?s worried that the only way to keep the farm is to allow her rich ex-boyfriend back into her life. When a sexy stranger shows up in her driveway with a wiggling puppy in his arms, she knows it?s her chance for a hot rendezvous before she gives up her freedom.

The sex is hot, wild and passionate ? the perfect interim before returning to the pressures of real life ? but something else is happening between them. Can they find a way to save their dreams, their passions and their hearts, or will they have to say goodbye to all they?ve come to love?

It wasn?t one of the Eric?s hired hands. And it wasn?t, at least as far as she could tell, a new rescue animal. And if it was fresh hell, it was incredibly sexy fresh hell in jeans and black boots. A fresh hell of a tall, curly haired man pushing a motorcycle up her gravel drive. As he walked, the horses were following him, keeping as close to the fence line as they could, tossing their heads and snorting at him.

A second later, she realised they weren?t snorting at the man. They were snorting at the wriggling bundle of fur that was bounding up the driveway after him. Great. So it was a random drop off. She wanted to stop them right there and tell them that Safe Haven was full. She didn?t have time or room for any more strays. Not even cute strays. Especially not cute strays. She had enough trouble on her hands.

But her voice, which had so recently been crooning at a huge horse, now seemed stuck in her throat.

?Hey there!? the man called as he got closer. He raised one hand off the motorcycle in something like a wave. He wore a thick silver ring on his middle finger, and her eyes were drawn first to its glint, and then to his long fingers and strong wrists, then to the length of his bare arm, the lightly tanned bicep that was offset by the blue fabric of his T-shirt. ?Are you Kallie??

She started to say no, even though she knew it wouldn?t do any good; someone had obviously sent him, even though everyone knew Safe Haven didn?t rescue dogs or cats, and it definitely didn?t rescue beautiful, curly haired men with motorcycles and fantastic smiles. But she started to deny her birth name anyway, because this was trouble walking up her driveway. She could feel it. Even the horses could feel it.

Then he lifted up his sunglasses, pushing them up on his head and any words she might have said completely disappeared.

He had blue eyes. Not just blue eyes, but poppy-blue eyes. Fall-into-a-dream blue eyes. Sky on the first day of summer blue. Almost surreal in their bright gaze, surrounded by small wrinkles as he gazed at her. She heard her own sharp intake of breath and felt stupid for its sound in the mostly quiet day.

?Kallie, right?? he asked.

She nodded. Look away from his eyes, she thought. Just ... look anywhere else. But she couldn?t. They were so blue, threaded with silver that shone funny in the sunlight.

?Oh, good,? he said. He looked away ? she was so grateful for being released from his gaze that she could hear her heart thumping in her chest ? and kicked his bike stand to settle it on the gravel. Then, he bent down and picked up the wriggling bundle of fur that had been stalking his boot laces.

In contrast to the man?s intense blue eyes, the puppy?s curious brown gaze was a hundred times easier to take. His tongue lolling to the side, he settled into the man?s arms and gave a happy yip. The puppy licked his fingers, and the man gave a quick, delighted laugh.

Kallie?s heart did something funny in her chest. She stuck her hand in her pocket, realised she still had half a carrot in there, and pulled her hand out quickly, trying to wipe the wet off on her jeans without being obvious.

The man didn?t seem to notice her movements. He reached for the puppy?s single white paw and made it move up and down in the semblance of a wave.0