Those of you who have already read SHIVER and DREAMWEAVER have met Tern Maiski. For the rest of you, she is a shop owner of the Arctic Tern in Fairbanks, Alaska with a stylish love for clothes, an appreciation for art, and an adventurous spirit that never seems satisfied. She loves her friends and family and would do anything for those she loves. Yet, love is the one thing that has eluded her, though not for trying. As you find out with the opening line of DEATH CACHE, Tern has given falling in love the old college try and then some. She's been very successful in business, but not so much with the affairs of the heart.
Now she's participating in a game with not only one of her old flames but four. Every man she has very been with are competing against her. They say, "Pride cometh before the fall." Tern will be tested more than she ever thought possible, and her heart is the least of her worries.
Here is the opening scene of DEATH CACHE, which sums up her situation perfectly.
"Except you refused to put out for me when I wanted to experiment in college." Nadia Hanson, best friend extraordinaire, came to a stop
next to her.
See, she wasn’t that sexually promiscuous. Four men in twenty-eight years didn’t make her easy. Besides she’d bet ‘easy’ would be the last word these men would use to describe her.
Nadia gave a slow whistle at the impressive line-up of testosterone. "Damn, girl. Remind me again why you let these guys go."
All eyes turned their direction. The men stood in a row like a reception line from hell.
Tern tightened her hold on the strap of her backpack. She’d only let two of them go. One had moved her to the friend pile and the other had broken her heart. She had no problem meeting each of the men’s stares. Except Gage Fallon’s. The bastard had walked out on her without a word six months ago. Just up and disappeared. Not an email or lousy text message to explain the hard dumping he’d given her. This was the first time she’d seen him since their last night together when they’d loved each other into a coma. She wanted to devour him with her eyes, and rail at him for making her worry so much. If she hadn’t called and pestered his boss, who’d reassured her that no foul play had befallen him, she would still be worrying and wondering what had happened to him. Obviously he was fine.
"I should tuck tail and run right now," Tern murmured.
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