About Arms of Shelter
He’s in no mood for her recalcitrance.
Jude Barrington owns the Wyoming Hideaway Ranch where the kind-hearted caretakers frequently give a place of refuge, and a place of work to girls in need. He, however, has had it with their “rescues”.
He’s already expressed his opinion. Bringing in another rescued girl is not only against his better judgement; it’s lunacy.
This one is certain to be no different than the others. She’ll be a disaster; they all were.
When he rounds the corner to see her, he stops suddenly, and stares.
“Oh god,” he mutters under his breath, “Not this one.”
*An abbreviated edition of this novella was published earlier this year in the Anthology,
“Cowboys For A Cause”. The former title was “The Getaway Ranch.”
This story contains sexual scenes and power exchange; if this is not your cup of tea and it offends you, please do not take a sip.
The excitement of it never went away. Even today, those stories still hover. She loves writing historical, and for many years has written romantic historicals as Pippa Greathouse, but recently has begun the new genre of sexy, sizzling contemporary mystery, suspense-thrillers that often involve the Highway Patrol, FBI and police and Sheriff’s Departments.
Madison looked out the window of the Boeing 737, jerking as the plane encountered turbulence. She kept her elbows inside the arms of the seat, trying to crowd herself near the window.
The man next to her was talland forced to lean over the arm by the passenger in the aisle seat who kept putting his elbows outward.
She’d be glad when they arrived.
A message came from the pilot over the intercom.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are encountering some turbulence; please make sure your belongings are secured in the compartments above, and your seatbelts are fastened.”
Maddie hugged her carry-on to her more tightly as she looked up to see the flight attendant in the aisle, one of several who were now shoving bags into the upper compartments.
“Your bag, ma’am?” When she noticed Maddie’s hesitation, she reached for it. “It’ll be safe up here, I promise.” Maddie sighed and handed it over.