it paranoid to be prepared for any scenario?”
She shrugged. “I was hoping for something…else.”
He lifted a brow. “Else?”
“You know, a sex slave room, or something more exciting than rows of boxes and blankets.”
He wanted to laugh but couldn’t seem to get a grip on the relief of finding—just a room. He half expected to find the real Logan, battered and cold. “Sorry to disappoint…but we could move things around a little and still do that sex slave thing if you want.”
Gemma surveyed the row of perfectly symmetrical boxes, each with a label proclaiming the contents. “What? And mess up your perfectly organized system? How would you ever find anything? Look, there’s your car tools.” She pointed to the label. Her finger moved to the left. “And your woodworking tools. I doubt you’ve ever misplaced anything in your life. Have you?”
Except maybe the real Logan Indiris. He shrugged. “Everyone needs tools. How many times have you needed a hammer or a screwdriver and couldn’t find one?”
Gemma strolled along the boxes, trailing her fingers over the labels in a waving pattern that made him want those fingers back on his body. “Good point. Nothing is lost here.”
Logan sighed. She was wrong. Everything was lost now because they shouldn’t have met in the first place. They wouldn’t have if she’d figured him out to begin with. “I’m lost. You obviously know who I am—or who I’m not. Where do we go from here?”
Gemma’s eyes narrowed as she rotated to meet his gaze. Her lips turned seductively into a sexy grin that made him instantly hard.
“We go forward, of course.”
A bout Shelley
Shelley K. Wall was born near Kansas City, the middle daughter of three. She is a graduate of Oklahoma State University with additional post graduate work there and at the University of Wyoming extension in Casper. She worked for many years in Information Technologies, as a Network Engineer, a Project Manager, Operations Director, and I.T. Department Head. Above her writing efforts, she continues to maintain her technical certifications in various technologies and consults regularly on projects.
She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Sisters In Crime (SinC), the Houston Literary Guild, and various technical organizations.
Her first release, Numbers Never Lie, debuted in 2012 and was an Amazon Daily Deal in January. It soared to number three for romantic suspense, eight for contemporary romance, and seventeen in overall romance on the Amazon Bestsellers List.
Want to know what happens next? Look for BAD Discoveries coming soon..
Other titles by Shelley include
Wilder Titles:
Bring It On(2012),
The Designated Drivers’ Club(2012),
Flood Flash and Pheromones(2013),
Chloe’s Secret(2013),
Disgruntled (2013),
Milder Titles:
Numbers Never Lie (2012)
Text Me(2014),
Find Me (2014),
Need Me(2015.)
Shelley is represented by Dawn Dowdle of Blue Ridge Literary Agency.
Website: http://shelleykwall.com
Blog: http://shelleykwall.wordpress.com
Twitter: @skwallbooks
She shrugged. “I was hoping for something…else.”
He lifted a brow. “Else?”
“You know, a sex slave room, or something more exciting than rows of boxes and blankets.”
He wanted to laugh but couldn’t seem to get a grip on the relief of finding—just a room. He half expected to find the real Logan, battered and cold. “Sorry to disappoint…but we could move things around a little and still do that sex slave thing if you want.”
Gemma surveyed the row of perfectly symmetrical boxes, each with a label proclaiming the contents. “What? And mess up your perfectly organized system? How would you ever find anything? Look, there’s your car tools.” She pointed to the label. Her finger moved to the left. “And your woodworking tools. I doubt you’ve ever misplaced anything in your life. Have you?”
Except maybe the real Logan Indiris. He shrugged. “Everyone needs tools. How many times have you needed a hammer or a screwdriver and couldn’t find one?”
Gemma strolled along the boxes, trailing her fingers over the labels in a waving pattern that made him want those fingers back on his body. “Good point. Nothing is lost here.”
Logan sighed. She was wrong. Everything was lost now because they shouldn’t have met in the first place. They wouldn’t have if she’d figured him out to begin with. “I’m lost. You obviously know who I am—or who I’m not. Where do we go from here?”
Gemma’s eyes narrowed as she rotated to meet his gaze. Her lips turned seductively into a sexy grin that made him instantly hard.
“We go forward, of course.”
A bout Shelley
Shelley K. Wall was born near Kansas City, the middle daughter of three. She is a graduate of Oklahoma State University with additional post graduate work there and at the University of Wyoming extension in Casper. She worked for many years in Information Technologies, as a Network Engineer, a Project Manager, Operations Director, and I.T. Department Head. Above her writing efforts, she continues to maintain her technical certifications in various technologies and consults regularly on projects.
She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Sisters In Crime (SinC), the Houston Literary Guild, and various technical organizations.
Her first release, Numbers Never Lie, debuted in 2012 and was an Amazon Daily Deal in January. It soared to number three for romantic suspense, eight for contemporary romance, and seventeen in overall romance on the Amazon Bestsellers List.
Want to know what happens next? Look for BAD Discoveries coming soon..
Other titles by Shelley include
Wilder Titles:
Bring It On(2012),
The Designated Drivers’ Club(2012),
Flood Flash and Pheromones(2013),
Chloe’s Secret(2013),
Disgruntled (2013),
Milder Titles:
Numbers Never Lie (2012)
Text Me(2014),
Find Me (2014),
Need Me(2015.)
Shelley is represented by Dawn Dowdle of Blue Ridge Literary Agency.
Website: http://shelleykwall.com
Blog: http://shelleykwall.wordpress.com
Twitter: @skwallbooks
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