âHow about a couple hands of spades?â
âOkay, but why not make it interesting,â J.D. said. âHow about a kiss for the winner of each hand?â
âIâm in,â Shae said boldly.
Lines creased his forehead. âAre you sure you want to do this? I wouldnât want to take advantage of you.â
âThis was my idea, remember?â
âThen you better get ready for a beat down,â J.D. answered in a superior tone. The note of sensual promise in his voice encouraged her, adding a forbidden element to the game.
Minutes later, J.D. leaned against the wall, counting his books. âHow did you do?â
Peeved, Shae rolled her eyes. âYou know exactly how I did.â
Chuckling softly, he touched her arm. âTime to pay upâ¦.â
Her attitude evaporated instantly as a ripple of excitement surged through her. Shae leaned closer and her eyes fluttered shut as J.D. claimed her lips. A sensuous current spiraled through her, completely destroying her previous calm.
Slowly loosening his hold, J.D. relaxed against the wall, although his eyes still glowed with a savage inner fire. âReady for another hand?â
is the author of four successful romance novels and one novella. Someone To Love will be her fifth full-length release. In addition to writing and her work as a librarian at the Mount Clemens Public Library, she divides her free time between her husband, Gary, editing manuscripts for aspiring authors and teaching essay writing to freshmen at Wayne State University.
I would like to dedicate Someone To Love to my family and reading audience. Without both groupsâ unwavering encouragement and support, Iâd probably give in to my lazy side and sit in the center of my bed watching soap operas and eating popcorn instead of writing. Thank you.
Dear Reader,
Welcome to Someone To Love. I hope you like the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Over the past three years, Iâve gotten very close to the Daniels family.
I introduced readers to this family in my previous title You Are Loved. In that novel, Lisa Danielsâs struggle with infertility and her love for Matthew James touched many hearts. The saga continued with Cynthia Williams and David Daniels. Davidâs drive for professional success and Cynthiaâs determination to find the parents that abandoned her as a baby garnered Circles of Love a great deal of recognition and a lot of mail from readers. Someone To Love will toss Lisa and Davidâs younger brother J.D. and Shae Weitherspoon into the limelight.
There are occasions when writing can be a lonely job. It warms my heart to hear from readers who have interesting comments about the stories and the characters that I create. Donât be a stranger, feel free to e-mail me at [email protected] or drop a note at P.O. Box 40366, Redford, MI 48240. I love hearing from you.
Happy reading!
Karen White-Owens
Shae Weitherspoon caught her bottom lip between her teeth while twisting a lock of her hair around her finger. This was her third attempt to reach her father.
The voice mail kicked in and she heard the computer-generated voice stating that she should leave a message. Seconds later the message was interrupted by a breathless, âHello? Hello?â
Relieved, Shae said, âHey, Mommie.â
âShae-Shae,â her mother responded. âWhere are you?â
She grinned at the use of her childhood nickname. âAirport.â
From her seat, she studied the patrons hurrying up and down the hallway, dragging luggage behind them as they searched for their correct destination. Shae shifted in her seat and glanced out the ceiling-to-floor window, watching the Northwest Airlines employees prep the gray-and-red planes for their next trip. âI decided to try one more time to say good-bye before the plane took off. Pop didnât pick up his cell phone and he wasnât at the office, so I thought he might be at home. Is he there?â
âNo, honey. He left soon after you did. I donât know when heâll get back.â
Shae swallowed her disappointment, blinking rapidly while fighting the urge to cry. Why wasnât she surprised? As far back as she could remember, Prestige Computers had been her fatherâs obsessionâhis family, his life and his mistress. Albert Weitherspoon had started Prestige Computers in the basement of his Compton home; the company manufactured computers for consumers. At first, it wasnât easy. Albert and Vivian Weitherspoon struggled for years, fighting to keep both their home and their business afloat. Then, the boom in personal computers hit. Computers became more affordable and Prestige rocketed into the major leagues and competed with the likes of Dell, IBM and Hewlett-Packard.