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Till We Meet Again, May 2007 Loose Id ISBN: 978-1-59632-468-8 Genre: Erotic Suspense Format: e-Book When your life is on the line, would you trust the one man you hate to save you? With a serial killer loose in his city, Captain Quinn Logan has his hands full, especially when the next target just happens to be his ex-wife. Dr. Gabrielle Reddick has taken great pains to stay

away from her ex-husband since she’d returned to their hometown, but a friend’s death at the hands of a maniac puts Gabi face to face with Quinn once more.

Unwittingly setting herself up to be the killer’s next target, Gabi resists Quinn’s attempts to protect her, needing more space than he is willing to give her. But Quinn has always been determined, and it doesn’t take her long to realize that resistance really is futile.

With danger surrounding them, Gabi and Quinn must learn to work together to catch a killer and rekindle their hidden love.

 

Till We Meet Again is an edgy “predator and prey” thriller that combines danger, desire and love in one unforgettable story. Rachel Carrington captures the essence of flawed personalities in this story of obsession, murder and second chances. The secondary cast is a rich blend of charming, engaging and maniacal. Rachel Carrington has mastered the dark heart of desire in Till We Meet Again. She is well informed in what readers want most. I can’t wait to see what she has planned in future books.
~ ecataromance.com, 4 Stars

Ms. Carrington has written a non-stop action filled story that will leave you frantically turning the pages to see what happens next. This is a passion filled story that shows that love can intensify after being apart. It is a story of rebuilding relationships damaged in the past, to a glorifying future filled with love and emotion. You will find this book impossible to put down.
~ My Book Cravings

Till We Meet Again is a deadly game of cat and mouse. Rachel Carrington weaves a compelling story that keeps you on the edge of your chair all the way to the thrilling end.
~ Joyfully Reviewed

Till We Meet Again is an action-packed thrill ride that’ll have you guessing until the very end...Rachel Carrington knows exactly what her readers want and doesn’t hesitate in providing it.
~Two Lips Reviews 4 1/2 Lips

Ms. Carrington has written a very exciting and suspenseful story here. I couldn’t put this story down and will definitely read it again.
~ The Romance Studio 4.5 Hearts

 

In the middle of pouring herself a cup of coffee, Gabi sensed another presence in the room. Whirling around, she stifled a scream. “God, you scared the hell out of me!”

“I’m sorry.” Quinn moved forward to rescue the cup of coffee from her shaking hand. “I suppose I should have announced my presence. Your instincts used to be better.”

“Yeah, they’ve gotten a bit rusty since I’m not married to a detective any longer.” She didn’t apologize for the remark, though she saw it hit its intended target.

“I’m not here to fight with you, Gabi. I just wanted to talk about Detective Brock.”

Keep it all about business. Wasn’t that what she wanted? She couldn’t be sure. The last thing she’d expected today was to come face to face with the man she’d been married to for eight years.

He still stood behind her, his scent invading her senses. Licking her lower lip, Gabi indicated a chair with her hand. “I’m afraid there’s not much I can tell you other than what you already know. The injuries he sustained were just too traumatic. There was damage to his lungs, his heart, and his liver. Not too many men walk away from something like that.” She sat down opposite him, keeping her head low to avoid looking at him.

Quinn leaned back in the plastic chair, one hand raking through his thick, black hair. “I’m sure you’ve been watching the news. Any woman with your hair color has.” His gaze flicked to the crown of gold before dropping back to meet her solemn gaze. The intensity of his gaze unnerved her, but Gabi responded to his question as calmly as she could.

“Actually, I haven’t. That’s what my mother’s for, but what does that have to do with this?”

“I think the guy who stabbed Jim is the guy we’re looking for.”

“You’re assuming a man stabbed him.”

His lips twisted. “I saw the wounds. A woman wouldn’t have the strength to do that kind of damage. Besides that, his partner saw a male running away from the vicinity.”

“And you’re basing your belief that this man is the serial killer you’ve been looking for on what?”

“A hunch,” he responded flatly.
“It’s nice to see our state’s dollars so hard at work.” Gabi stretched, rolling her shoulders to relieve the tension. It was a slight dig, but it caused barely a flicker in Quinn’s eyes.

He studied her for a long moment before continuing the conversation. “Did you notice anything? Anything at all? Even if you think it’s insignificant? Anything Jim said or did while you tried to help him?”

Gabi frowned, her teeth worrying her lower lip. “He was unconscious when he was brought in and never woke up.” Her brow wrinkled as she tried to concentrate. “The weapon used was a knife with a serrated edge, very lethal. Whoever killed your detective wanted him dead.”

He shook his head, his eyed clouded. “Damn.”

The way Quinn’s shoulders hunched activated her sympathy button. Leaning in, she touched her hand to his. “I’m sorry.”

Unexpectedly, he turned his hand over, pressing his palm against hers. “Why did you come back?”

Her breath shuddered out of her lungs, and she tugged her hand free. “Dr. Ashton needed help at the clinic.”

“Your med school mentor.” He inclined his dark head as he pushed himself to his feet. “Nice to know someone had the power to bring you back.”

“Quinn, please –”

He held up a hand. “Never mind. Now isn’t the time. This place is going to be very busy for the next couple of hours.”

She struggled to comprehend his words. Her focus had drifted to the breadth of his shoulders and the unruly waves of hair framing a bronzed face. Professionalism demanded she respond to Quinn’s statement, but hormones objected loudly. It had been too long since she’d felt his touch, and her body still craved it. Could he see the evidence in her eyes?

She finally managed to formulate an appropriate response. “We were getting ready to close up anyway. I just normally hang around to finish up some paperwork.”

“I’ll let you know when we’re clearing out then.” He gave her one last long look as if trying to decide whether or not he should say anything more. Then with a low curse, he turned on his heel and strode out of the small kitchenette.

A little relieved he’d left her alone, Gabi drew welcome breath into her lungs. She’d felt herself leaning in toward him the entire time he sat across from her, her body searching for the heat emanating from his.

God, he still had the same effect on her. But then, how could he not? With the same hard body and sexy eyes, he made her forget about the past, even if for a brief moment, and remember the times she’d spent in his arms.

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