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Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html KISS AND TELL By Cherry Adair Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen "A SEXY, SNAPPY ROLLER-COASTER RIDE!" —SUSAN ANDERSEN, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html AUTHOR OF BABY, DON'T GO Kiss and Tell Cherry Adair A sassy, shameless romantic adventure about a man betrayed and the woman who rocks his untamed world… Marnie Wright has seen more than her fair share of testosterone, having grown up with four over-protective brothers. But now a longhaired mountain man named Jake Dolan has invaded a peaceful day of soul-searching at her grandmother's old cabin. Sure, she was trespassing on his private property, but did he have to pull a gun on her? After being stashed in his secret underground lair—complete with security monitors and a huge arsenal—Marnie realizes the guy is military, top secret military. Yet he also has the most beautiful mouth she has ever seen. The last thing Jake wants in his dangerous life is a woman. Doesn't like them. Doesn't need them. But a man would have to be dead not to fall for the sexy-as- sin Marnie Wright. But how could he have feelings for someone who may be killed just for being close to him? His days, after all, are numbered… Kiss and Tell Visit our Web site at www.ballantinebooks.com ISBN 0-449-00683-2 KISS AND TELL Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Cherry Adair IVY BOOKS • NEW YORK An Ivy Book Published by The Ballantine Publishing Group Copyright © 2000 by Cherry Adair Ivy Books and colophon are trademarks of Random House, Inc. www.randomhouse.com ISBN 0-449-00683-2 Manufactured in the United States of America First Edition: September 2000 For the Ladies on board the BICC train— if friends were flowers, I'd pick you. For Rose Lerma, Susan Plunkett, Pamela Britton, and Jennifer Skullestad. For great memories, and lifelong friendships. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html You are the best. And always for my flyboy, David, with all my love. Chapter One ^» The perimeter alarms were set to go off when anything heavier than a hundred pounds crossed the almost invisible breakers. At first all Jake saw on the monitor was the fawn-colored Great Dane. The damn thing was a mean-looking bastard and as big as a house. "Where the hell did you come from?" The dog's large, square head and pointy ears swiveled, as if it could smell him down here, twenty feet below ground level. Jake stuck his size fourteens up on the counter and took another swig of soda. His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the flat-screen monitor before him. A second later his feet dropped to the floor at the same time his fist crushed the empty can. "Shit." The dog had been hiding her. For a split second… Jake absently touched the scar on his throat and ignored the from zero-to-eighty acceleration of his blood pressure. He leaned forward to adjust the focus and shifted closer to get a better look. A slender blonde, drowning in a green down jacket, sat not thirty feet from the front door of his cabin on the tree uprooted by last year's storm. Fair hair, all the colors of the sun and fingered by the breeze, danced in joyous spiral curls around her face and hunched shoulders as she concentrated on something in her lap. Her skin was fair instead of dusky, her hair silky, not coarse, the angle of her head unfamiliar. She was no ghost from the past. Thank God. Nevertheless, he didn't want her here. Jake didn't know who she was or what she was doing in the high, remote Sierras at the nose of winter.
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