When I Find You - blurb
Dixie Lee Brown continues her Trust No One series with a sexy veteran determined to protect an innocent woman on the run.
As a former Marine, Walker could find a needle in a haystack, but when he’s asked by the US Marshalls to track down a nanny on the run from the mafia, he’s sure she’ll be more trouble than she’s worth. Especially after the sexy little thing clubs him and leaves him for dead. Walker is stunned by her courage—and her curves—and can’t help feeling drawn to this damsel digging her way out of distress.
He’ll find her, and when he does, it’ll take more than the mafia to tear him away.
Darcy Maddox never expected to be running for her life, but when it suddenly becomes hard to distinguish friend from foe, Darcy is faced with a choice: Go it alone or trust a man she just met—never mind the way his touch gets her heart pounding. The choice seems simple enough until she realizes it’s not just her life at stake—it’s her heart too.
When I Find You – excerpt
Walker hit the water the instant her foot slipped. The icy cold tore the breath from his lungs. In a matter of seconds, his body temperature would begin to fall and he’d lose coordination in his arms and legs. There would only be one shot at this. No room for mistakes.
Darcy had to be worse off yet. She’d been walking through these woods for hours in near-freezing temperatures without even a jacket for warmth. With her plunge into the river, hypothermia became a very real danger. What in the hell possessed her to pull a stunt like that? The woman was certifiable, but damned if she didn’t have grit.
She went into the water slightly upriver from his position, so he had a good chance of intercepting her before she swept past him. With powerful strokes, he closed the distance even as the current pulled her farther out. Just as he reached her, she sank out of sight below the churning water. Grabbing a deep breath, he dove down and hauled her back to the surface. She gasped in air, along with a significant amount of water, and started coughing and choking. Her eyes widened when she saw him, and she flailed her arms and pushed against him, trying to twist out from under his arm.
“No…no…leave me alone.” Darcy broke free and kicked out of his reach.
He caught up to her easily and grabbed her arms. “I’m trying to help you. Would you rather drown?” Was the crazy woman more afraid of him than she was of drowning?
“Let go of me.” Another coughing spasm overcame her, but as soon as it let up she started fighting again.
Walker’s breathing was labored, and his arms felt like lead weights. It took every ounce of determination he had to fight the current. It was clear she wanted no part of his rescue and was prepared to beat him senseless, struggling to get free. She would drown them both if he didn’t take control, and soon.
He slipped behind her, leaned over her left shoulder, and brought his arm up to squeeze both sides of her neck, applying pressure to cut off the blood supply. She struggled against him and clawed at his arms and face. Five seconds later, she went limp in the water and he released his grip. The sleeper hold had served him well in the past, but never before had he been so careful not to cause any other damage.
He towed her still form toward the bank, battling the pull of the water that tried to drag them downstream. She was ice cold when he finally scooped her into his arms and stepped onto dry ground. He laid her down on the first flat spot he came to, checked her pulse, and made sure she was breathing. Her face was as pale as the moonlight rising over the treetops, framed by heavy sheets of dark, wet hair. Her lashes lay thick and still beneath her eyes, and her lips were a purplish shade of blue.
He debated leaving her and going for his coat so he could wrap her in it, but the possibility of her disappearing again while he was gone was unacceptable. He opted for rubbing her arms and legs to generate some heat instead and, within minutes, her eyes popped open and she started coughing. He helped her sit and supported her back as she coughed continuously. Her eyes went wide again the minute her coughing spasm let up and she focused on him hovering over her. She scooted to the side, rolled away from him, and tried to get her feet under her.
“Enough!” Walker grabbed her leg and pulled her back toward him. She kicked at his head, barely missing, and pushed, slapped, and scratched until her elbow caught him in the lip and he tasted blood. God help him, he was going to hurt this woman. He’d had all he could take. Grabbing her arms firmly, he pinned them against her stomach and leaned forward until he was inches away from her face.
DIXIE LEE BROWN started writing romantic suspense nearly twenty years ago. Then life took a few unexpected turns, and the writing career was put on hold in favor of starting a new life and a new job. One’s passion is not easily forgotten, however. Recently, Dixie started writing again—a YA novel—but, before she could finish, another idea pushed to the forefront and wouldn’t go away until a full-fledged novel was completed.
That idea became All or Nothing, first book in the Trust No One series. All or Nothing placed third in the 2011 TARA Contest (Tampa Area Romance Authors) in the romantic suspense category.
Dixie now lives in sunny Central Oregon with two small dogs and a cat for company while she writes the third book of the Trust No One series. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading, movies and trips to the beach.
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