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VICKI LEWIS THOMPSON
‘Ms Thompson does a wonderful job of blending the erotic with romance that is sometimes tender, sometimes funny and always exciting.’
—Romance Reviews Today
CATHERINE MANN
‘Catherine Mann delivers a powerful, passionate read not to be missed!’
—New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster
KATHIE DeNOSKY
‘DeNosky’s keen touch with family drama and enduring love makes for a great read.’
—RT Book Reviews on Expecting theRancher’s Heir
ON MOST DAYS, BEN RHODES enjoyed his job as a cameraman for KFOR, the Tacoma, Washington, TV station that proclaimed We’re here FOR you! But shooting the six o’clock morning news on this first Monday in December promised to be more fun than usual. They were doing a public service announcement for The Haven, a no-kill animal shelter—and its extremely attractive director, Tansy Dexter. Plus she’d brought dogs.
With her mop of curly black hair, unrehearsed smile and laughing blue eyes, Tansy was a cameraman’s dream. She easily outshone the stylized perfection of the KFOR news anchors. But even if she hadn’t upstaged them, her canine buddies would have.
She’d walked into the studio carrying a too-cute beige-and-brown shih tzu with button eyes, a red bow on its collar and a face that would melt the hardest heart. Close behind, a little blue-haired lady in a red jogging suit held the leash of a cream-colored Irish wolfhound the size of a small pony. The wolfhound sported a larger red bow on its collar.
The dogs were a brilliant choice. By bringing two such different breeds, Tansy had demonstrated a keen understanding of visual drama.
Anchorwoman Lisa Dunbar moved out from behind the Channel 10 news desk and over to the studio set where they’d be shooting the segment. The set featured three dark green easy chairs, a five-foot artificial Christmas tree and a dark wood coffee table topped with a small red poinsettia. Lisa took the center chair.
While Tansy was being fitted with a mike, she talked soothingly to the small dog. After that she was directed to the chair on Lisa’s right, and the grandmother type, who had no mike, was settled on the left. The regal wolfhound claimed a sizeable chunk of real estate on the floor. Head up, he kept a close watch on Tansy.
Station manager Paul Huntington had a soft spot for The Haven because his family had adopted their beloved golden retriever, Sadie, from there a year ago. He’d instructed Ben and the other two cameramen to get as many adorable doggie shots as possible to convince viewers to donate or adopt. Ben planned to follow Paul’s directions, but Tansy was so expressive that she’d probably generate as much support as the dogs. In his opinion, faces like hers justified the invention of cameras.
Then again, maybe he was biased. He’d spent so many years training his lens on carefully made-up women like Lisa that Tansy was a refreshing change. Dressed in jeans, sneakers and a blue sweatshirt with the shelter’s logo on the front, she seemed genuine and approachable.
Lisa, blonde and elegant in a gray silk suit and a Christmas-red blouse, was the more classically beautiful of the two. But she was also addicted to the spotlight. He wondered if she’d ever competed with animals for center stage. In his experience, the animals won every time.
When everyone was seated, Lisa responded to a cue from the station’s director and looked into the camera with practiced ease as she introduced Tansy. “She’s brought some friends along,” Lisa added. “One of her many dedicated volunteers, Rose Parker, and a dynamic doggie duo.” She turned to Tansy. “I hope both these doggies are available for adoption, because I just got a signal from our director that the phones are lighting up.”