Cole's Red-Hot Pursuit
Eleven months laterIt seemed to require more effort than usual for Cole Westmoreland to open his eyes, and the moment he did, he wished he'd kept them closed. A sharp pain ripped through his body, starting at the top of his head and working its way down to the soles of his feet. To fight off the excruciating throb he tightened his hands into fists, and then it occurred to him that he was lying flat on his back in the middle of a bed that wasn't his.
He forced himself to gaze around a bedroom that wasn't his, either. In fact, he was at a loss as to whose bedroom it was. He closed his eyes against another sharp pain and wondered just where the hell he was.
He recalled getting off the plane at the Bozeman his eyes when he heard a sound. He to move, and his gaze locked on to the the bedroom. She definitely isn't my so who is she? He watched her place a on a tab ... read full excerpt from Cole's Red-Hot Pursuit ebook
