BLURB
After witnessing a violent crime, Catlin (Kit)
McCormick is on the run. She' s determined to lie low, find family that' s
unaware of her existence, and start fresh in the beautiful mountain town of Laurel
Ridge. But disappearing is harder than she thought, especially when one of the
first people she runs into is handsome U.S. Marshal, Cameron Grainger. There's
no escaping the Marshal because he and Catlin are more closely connected than
either realizes.
Cameron has trust issues and trouble of his own.
He' s currently on leave and recovering from wounds suffered while on duty.
Plus, his service in Afghanistan has left him emotionally scarred and doubting
his own judgement. When the mysterious woman with hazel eyes and bruises on her
neck collapses on the floor of his aunt's bed-and-breakfast, he's both
intrigued and wary.
Will Catlin risk her identity being discovered
and explore the overwhelming feelings she has for Cameron? Can Cameron trust
his instincts enough to let down his guard and follow his heart?
Intrigue, danger and the questions of trust and
loyalty keep the pages turning in this inspirational romantic suspense— a
standalone follow-up to Someone to Trust.
A
LITTLE ABOUT THE STORY
Someone
To Watch Over Me is a Christmas Story wrapped in romance and tied up with
suspense. Catlin McCormick is on the run. If found
she's in danger of being killed - if not she's in danger of losing her heart to
a handsome and suspicious US Marshal.
The
last thing you want to do when you're on the run and trying to lay low is draw
the attention of a US Marshal, much less kiss him.
Cameron's
instinct tells him Catlin's running from trouble or the cause of it. But he can't deny the attraction he feels for
the beautiful waif who showed up at his door needing help.
The
story takes place during the Holidays of
Thanksgiving and Christmas in the Smokey Mountains. Characters from Someone To Trust (Laurel
Ridge Book 1) return but you’ll enjoy reading the story and won’t feel lost
without having read the first book.
The
main message I want Someone To Watch Over Me to convey to the reader is God
is always watching and He always cares. Even
when bad things happen – as they often do – He does care. When things like the death of a loved one, a
tragic event, or even some of the horrible atrocities that take place in the
world, God is often accused of not caring.
He’s accused of being absent.
This what Catlin, the heroine of Someone To Watch Over Me is struggling
with. She is angry and disappointed with
God over the loss of several family members in a short span of time. She is struggling in her faith as a result.
Cameron
is struggling with believing God exists at all after having witnessed the
atrocities of war.
Both
discover love and eternal truths that change the course of their paths.
Excerpt
Catlin was rooted to the spot, shivering. The man was
powerfully built. Close to six foot tall, the fabric of the lightweight hoodie
strained against his biceps, chest and broad shoulders. His sandy-blond hair
was cut short. His square jaw was covered with a scruffy beard which was slightly darker than his hair. The man was a
composite of lumber jack, biker, and something else, maybe ex-military. The
urge to pull out her pencils and draw him was almost overwhelming.
He crossed the foyer towards her and scarcely made a sound
on the wood floors, in spite of a slight limp. He positioned himself between
his aunt and Catlin.
The hairs on the back of her neck bristled. Did he think
she was a threat? She glanced at her clothes. Before she’d left Orlando, she’d
changed out of her blood-soaked clothes. Now she wore Nikko’s sweatshirt—which
swam on her— a pair of torn jeans, and black lace up boots. Her favorite hoodie
covered everything. She was accustomed to being misjudged, but it still struck
a nerve. He was a bit intimidating— probably capable of snapping her like a
twig. But as Nikko often lectured, she never knew when to back down.
“I didn’t realize we had a guest arriving tonight.” He said
it with a smile, but his grey eyes narrowed a bit.
“We don—"
“I’m not. I just need to use the phone. I have a flat tire.
And no spare”
“No phone either?”
His aunt placed her hand on his arm.
“Look, I’m sorry. I’ll just go back to my car and wait until morning.” Catlin
started towards the door. She was exhausted and she didn’t need this right now.
If they wouldn’t help, she’d be fine on her own.
“You’ll do no such thing.” Vera said softly, and then whispered
sternly. “Cameron!”
Catlin turned back towards them.
“I apologize for my nephew’s behavior. He’s a bit
protective and suspicious. I’m afraid it comes with the job.” Vera shot him a
mind-your-manners look.
He smiled, leaned over, and kissed his aunt on top of her
head.
“Are you a cop or something?” A knot was forming in her
stomach.
“Or something.” His grey eyes had also softened a bit,
though he still studied her intently.
Catlin felt like a treed cat being watched by a Rottweiler.
The knot tightened, and a wave of nausea rolled inside. Her chilled face and
hands tingled as warmth enveloped her. She wouldn’t stay around and find out
what his something meant. She’d just get a ride back to her car, or walk, sleep
there, and get on the road as soon as possible in the morning.
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