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Logan's Redemption

Redemption Book 1

Author(s): Cara Marsi

Doriana Callahan's life is unraveling. Someone is stalking her and sabotaging her father's company; her teenage son is rebelling; and Logan Tanner is back in town. For sixteen years she's kept an explosive secret from Logan, a secret he soon discovers.

Logan never belonged in Doriana's world, but a long time ago he allowed himself to dream of a future with her, until the awful night he was forced to run. Now he's back and he needs her forgiveness, but first he must forgive himself.

Despite the fact that Doriana kept the existence of his son from him, Logan vows to protect her. He races against time to stop the culprit threatening Doriana and works to forge a bond with his son.

Can the love and passion that still burn between Doriana and Logan overcome old lies and new dangers? The clock is ticking on a second chance at love.

Excerpt


Doriana turned off the TV and dropped the remote on the bed. Thinking about Logan teased her with questions. Why was he at the fire site with her dad? That story about his having fire experience didnt ring true. Logan and her father were hiding something.
Thankfully the workweek had been short with the two-day holiday. She needed time away from Logan and all the longings, confusion and guilt he stirred in her.
She trusted Anita to keep her secret. But she feared her own guilt would force the truth. Logan hadnt cared enough to stay around the first time. Would knowing about Josh keep him here now? Doriana got up from the bed and ran impatient fingers through her hair. She was obsessing way too much about Logan.
She walked toward the bathroom, pulling her sweater over her head. Too bad she couldnt peel away her problems as smoothly. The ring of the phone stopped her. Slipping her sweater back on, she hurried to answer it. Josh calling to say goodnight? She doubted it.
Hello, she said into the receiver.
Hello, sexy. At the crude, unfamiliar voice, she tightened her grip on the phone. Chills chased up her spine.
Who is this? Her voice shook.
Oh, you dont know me. Not yet. But I sure know you. Youre sexy as hell, especially in those tight black pants.
Doriana slammed down the phone. Her insides shook and she ran trembling hands along the sides of her black pants. Had her caller guessed at what she wore, or was he watching? She gulped air.
The phone rang again and she let out a small cry. Balling her hands, she dug her nails into her palms. She would not pick up the phone. The answering machine clicked on.
You cant get away from me that easy. The harsh voice, laced with menace, froze her. I know youre alone. Almost seeing his leer, she shoved a shaking fist to her mouth.
Let me in, bitch. Ill show a hot number like you what a real man is. Not like that pretty boy youve been hanging around with.
His loud cackle shot knife points of fear through her and she stifled a scream. The phone clicked off. The silence of the empty house closed around her. She glanced toward the windows. Could he see her through the sheer curtains?
Trembling, she sank onto the bed and clutched the chenille spread as if she could hide herself in its folds. She couldnt stay here, but she dared not leave. He could be waiting outside. She hadnt set the security alarm.
She reached for the phone. Her dad would know what to do.
With her hand on the receiver, she froze. Her dad had looked tired all day. Hed been under a lot of stress. Remembering his doctors advice to take it easy, she knew she couldnt put more strain on him.
The cops? Would the police even get involved? And if they did, theyd come eventually and look around, then leave. And shed still be alone.
Logan. He would help. She had his cell phone number somewhere. She ran to her purse where it lay on the floor and rummaged through it with nervous fingers until she found the slip of paper with Logans number.
Taking calming breaths she punched in the number. Please answer, Logan, please.
Her spirits sank with each unanswered ring. Was he with Candi? Or another woman? Hurt mingled with her fear.
Tanner here.
Relief spiked through her at the sound of his voice.
Logan?A sob escaped her.
Doriana? Whats wrong?
The concern in his voice made tears spill out. Despite the tension between them, Logan would protect her.
Someone called, she said, swiping at tears. Outside. He knows where I live. He could hurt my son. Anger, swift and hard, tightened her stomach. The bastard will not touch my son.
No one will hurt you or your son, Doriana. Did you recognize his voice?
No, but hes watching me. The son-of-a bitch. He said awful things. How dare he do this to me?
Im coming right over. Give me your address.

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 978-1-4524-7168-6
Genre: Suspense
Date Published: 08/24/2010
Publisher: The Painted Lady Press

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