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Desire and anger, resentment and need.
He’d lived with them all for a long time, enduring and ignoring them, but now they were stronger than ever.
Part of him wanted nothing more than to ignore everything that had happened in the past and just drag Suzanne into his arms and take what he’d always wanted, to taste, finally, the sweetness of her lips against his, to feel the slender length of her body pressed against him and experience the passion he knew slept deep within her.
How many nights had he lain in bed unable to sleep, his thoughts all on her, almost feeling her body next to his, wondering where she was, what she was doing, who she was with.
Some nights he’d felt as if his memories were slowly killing him. Other nights he’d wished they would.
He’d thought that was all behind him, that his feelings for her were dead. Now he knew he’d been wrong.
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Hart’s Last Stand
Cheryl Biggs
CHERYL BIGGS
was never really a reader while growing up, but got hooked on gothics, then romances, when her three children were little. While they napped, she read. Finally she decided to write a romance. That manuscript went into the closet, with the next four or five. Years later, after selling her personnel agency, she pulled out her first manuscript and went to an RWA conference, which garnered her an agent and several good friends. A year later that first book was sold, and a dream came true.
Cheryl lives in the San Francisco Bay Area, in a sunny suburb at the foot of Mount Diablo with her husband, five cats and a blue-eyed dog. Her children are now grown, and in her spare time she loves to travel, shop, read and try to talk her husband, Jack, into adopting just one more animal.
This book is dedicated to my own Cobra Corps hero,
my husband, Jack, who lent me his expertise
on the military and Cobra, and was always there for me
when I needed encouragement.
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Epilogue
Chapter 1
The plane’s engine coughed again and the nose propeller stopped.
“N299V, wrong runway. Repeat. Wrong runway!”
Suzanne Cassidy glanced at the radio, bit her lower lip and tightened her grip on the control handle. She was out of fuel and out of time. She couldn’t correct.
Suddenly six black Cobra helicopters began to descend in front of her.
She shrieked, and instinctively pulled back on the handle and closed her eyes.
The plane jerked, the nose lifted briefly and the wheels hit the ground, hard.
Suzanne was slammed back against her seat. Her eyes flew open and she fought the control handle as the Cobras abruptly veered off. The new Cirrus SR20 she and her partner had just purchased for the company skidded down the runway.
Suzanne cursed and applied the brake harder.
The plane slid sideways and off the pavement, its wheels grinding through grass and dirt.
Rocks pinged off the undercarriage.
The right ring wheel plunged into a shallow gully, and the Cirrus came to a jarring stop.
Somewhere in the distance a siren began to wail.
Suzanne ignored it and struggled to catch her breath. Her heart was slamming against her rib cage, her hands were shaking and she felt weak all over. Nevertheless she threw the door open and scrambled out onto the wing.
“Lady, what the hell did you think you were doing back there? This is a military base, not a flight school. You could have gotten us all killed.”
She spun around at the deep voice as she slid to the ground, then half leaned into the wing, half clutched it for fear her legs would not hold her up.
The six Cobras sat on the runway a short distance away, their rotor blades still slicing the air, but Suzanne paid them little heed. It was the man approaching that riveted her gaze. Panic seized her.
She
