Eleven
The sign outside the bookstore was big enough to catch the eyes and attention of even the most preoccupied person, but it wasn’t size that stopped Dani. It was what the sign proclaimed so enthusiastically.
BOOK SIGNING TODAY! Romance novelist Kelly Kerwin signs her newest release Love and Lust.
Kelly? How—the flyer about the writers conference she saw when she was assessing Matt Kirby’s tush outside Boomer’s office. Dani smiled. She’d only had to go through blood, fire, and excessive altitude to make wild child Kelly look like a better prospect than an ex-spook with a crush.
Her plot was taking a macabre turn, she decided, with a distant fatalism that could be the bi-product of her pissed off vantage point. Inside the sense of the fictional was further enhanced by Kelly, who was
