Unforgettable
Книга "Unforgettable", автором которой является Samantha Hunter, представляет собой захватывающую работу в жанре Современная зарубежная литература. В этом произведении автор рассказывает увлекательную историю, которая не оставит равнодушными читателей.
Автор мастерски воссоздает атмосферу напряженности и интриги, погружая читателя в мир загадок и тайн, который скрывается за хрупкой поверхностью обыденности. С прекрасным чувством языка и виртуозностью сюжетного развития, Samantha Hunter позволяет читателю погрузиться в сложные эмоциональные переживания героев и проникнуться их судьбами. Hunter настолько живо и точно передает неповторимые нюансы человеческой психологии, что каждая страница книги становится путешествием в глубины человеческой души.
"Unforgettable" - это не только захватывающая история, но и искусство, проникнутое глубокими мыслями и философскими размышлениями. Это произведение призвано вызвать у читателя эмоциональные отклики, задуматься о важных жизненных вопросах и открыть новые горизонты восприятия мира.
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SAMANTHA HUNTER lives in Syracuse, New York, where she writes full-time for Mills & Boon. When sheâs not plotting her next story, Sam likes to work in her garden, quilt, cook, read and spend time with her husband and their dogs. You can check out whatâs new, enter contests or drop her a note at Samâs website, www.samanthahunter.com.
For Sandy, always a puppy in my heart.
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1
âERIN, CâMON, YOUâLL have fun, and if anyone needs to have some fun, itâs you.â
Erin Riley shook her head at her friend Dana Rogers, who grabbed Erinâs hand and pulled.
âCome join me,â Dana invited. âLet loose.â
Erin let her friend drag her along, and before she knew it, strong arms were boosting them up on top of the bar. Dana was grinning like the wild woman that she was, dancing even before the music started.
They were having a fun night out, and as she looked around the bar, Erin was self-conscious at first. She seriously thought about climbing back down, but everyone was watching and chanting dance, dance, dance.
So she started to dance, and thatâs when things got better. A lot better.
Letting go, she raised her arms high and put more hip-swing into it, much to the crowdâs appreciation. Dana hooted in approval and danced with her. Erin had to admit, she enjoyed how the guys were slack-jawed as they watched. She smiled at them and winked as she turned and shimmied to a blaring version of âIâm Alright.â For that one moment, she was all right. Perfect, in fact.
Erin felt sexy, which she hadnât in a long time.
Noting the heat in the eyes of a few men who watched, she also felt powerful. In control, for the first time in a while.
Dana was right. This was exactly what Erin needed, so she planned to enjoy herself. This was her second chance. She wasnât going to waste one single minute.
Sheâd almost died, after all. A former firefighter, sheâd been inside a building when an explosion had knocked her down and sheâd been trapped by a loose beam. After several brain surgeries and a week in an induced coma, sheâd come out of it all with no memory of her life. Most of her adult past had been obliterated, though she could remember her childhood. The doctors said it was uncertain when or how much of her memory would come back.
Tastes and some emotions remained. She could like or dislike somethingâa place, food, etc. She could experience familiarity, without remembering something exactly. It was the same with people. For instance, the firemen sheâd worked with for eight years had been her support system since she got out of the hospital. Still, they were strangers to herâmostly. When she was with them, or with Dana or her sister, she could feel the familiarity even when she couldnât remember their history together.
She couldnât, however, recall anything about the accident or being a firefighter. Another member of her crew had died in the same incident, and there was an ongoing investigation since the fire had been arson.
Erin couldnât remember what happened. And she had tried. She had suffered and punished herself for not being able to remember, and she couldnât do it anymore. All she knew was what people told her.
She also couldnât remember who she was, but she finally realized that meant she could be anyone she wanted. Smiling as someone handed her a beer, she and Dana danced right into the next song.
Good thing sheâd worn her new jeans and one of those tees that showed a teeny hint of belly. It was all courtesy of a recent shopping trip with Dana, who had helped Erin supplement her otherwise pitiful wardrobe. Apparently it was something Dana had wanted to do for quite some time.
When sheâd gotten home from the hospital, Erin thought there must be a guy living at her house. Most of her clothes were for work or bore the insignias of her department. Not a single pair of high heels in the lotânot like the ones she was wearing now.
Even her pajamas were cotton pants and oversize fire department T-shirts.
Those days were over.
Sending a sexy smile to the cute bartender, she planned on making up for lost time. She tilted her head back and chugged her beer as the song ended, enjoying the chants that accompanied her finale.
When she was done, her head spun. Her skin was warm. She laughed, wobbling a bit as she handed her glass back to the bartender.
She and Dana finally made their way down off the bar to riotous applause. Several burly menâmost of them firemen or copsâhappily offered a helping hand.
Dana was a dispatcher and engaged to a firefighter in the unit Erin had worked with. He met her back on the floor with a kiss.
