Must love children. Mortals need not apply. Caitlyn Whelan is mortal. Worse, her father is the head of a CIA agency bent on hunting the undead. Still, Caitlyn knows that Carlos is the man for her, shape shifter or not. So she jumps at the chance when her sister offers her a job to work with him, determined to show Carlos their attraction is more than just animal magnetism.
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Must love children. Mortals need not apply. Caitlyn Whelan is mortal. Worse, her father is the head of a CIA agency bent on hunting the undead. Still, Caitlyn knows that Carlos is the man for her, shape shifter or not.
So she jumps at the chance when her sister offers her a job to work with him, determined to show Carlos their attraction is more than just animal magnetism. But danger lurks in the night, and their unleashed, untamed passion might just get them both killed. Warning: to read Eat Prey Love will cause you to run out looking for the rest of the series, which is exactly where I am headed. Sparks is known for while offering plenty of romance and danger. Chapter One: Caitlyn had been warned never to come near this place.
She had arrived. Tall trees arched over the road, their skeletal branches grasping like gnarled fingers at the starlit sky. She suppressed a shudder and focused instead on the patches of bright yellow daffodils scattered over the grounds.
Looking for the positive, she would call it. Foolhardy, some might say. The fact that the grounds appeared well-maintained was a good sign. And the security guard at the entrance had seemed friendly, checking her ID and welcoming her with a smile.
Think of this as an adventure. You love adventure. Even so, her grip tightened on the steering wheel as she watched the heavy wrought-iron gate swing shut in her rearview mirror. The metallic clang echoed around the barren trees and vibrated through her bones.
She was locked in. Dad had to be wrong. Romatech Industries manufactured synthetic blood, then shipped it to hospitals and clinics around the world. Who could object to that? She proceeded down the long driveway that snaked through extensive grounds. That had happened three years ago, though, and nothing dangerous had occurred since then. She was perfectly safe, she assured herself, as a dimly-lit, sprawling building came into view. She parked her rented Camry and glanced warily at the entrance.
Dad was being overly dramatic, that was all. But why would he want to keep her away from her sister? Was he concerned that a reunion would cause her emotional distress? Shanna had acquired a new last name: Draganesti. Was she married to the CEO of Romatech? When had that happened? Caitlyn had stared, dumbstruck, at the photo for five minutes.
Mom and Dad had never mentioned it. How could they fail to brag about their grandchildren? The invitation had arrived at the extended-stay hotel where Caitlyn had found a room after returning to the States a week earlier. How had Shanna known where she was? Shortly after that, Shanna disappeared without a trace. Dad had been vague on the details, only saying that she was lost to them forever. They must all stay away from a place called Romatech Industries.
Shanna had changed. She could no longer be trusted. She was to be avoided at all cost. Caitlyn had to know the truth.
She climbed out of the car with her handbag and gift for Constantine. Dad would go ballistic if he knew she was here. He was already pissed by her recent fiasco. She was still screwed. Her career ruined. Blacklisted from the State Department. No job, no home, and a quickly dwindling amount in her savings account. Coming here to see Shanna could be another mistake, but dammit, she wanted her sister back.
She slammed the car door to accentuate her rebellious determination, then marched toward the entrance. She was about twenty minutes late, having made some wrong turns. She knew her way around Minsk, St. She could hear shouts and laughter in the distance, so hopefully that meant the party was still in full swing.
She paused mid-step when the front door swung open. A column of light spilled out, framing the dark silhouette of a huge man. He moved to the edge of the light and became more visible. He was dressed in the same khaki pants and navy polo shirt as the man at the front gate. Potted plants, nice artwork on the walls, a gleaming marble floor No one there at all.
She swallowed hard as the huge security guard shut the door and locked it. Standard procedure, nothing personal. She has a dental office here. Her husband is Roman Draganesti? I guess I might as well tell you. I had one of these when I was a kid. He attempted to fluff it up but only succeeded in ripping the paper.
Mom always said I was a bear in a china shop. Howard seemed genuinely embarrassed, so she gave him a friendly smile. I doubt a four-year-old boy cares about aesthetics. Caitlyn slipped the long strap of her handbag over her head and shoulder, grabbed the gift bag, and followed the security guard to the end of the long foyer. They passed through a set of double doors, then entered a long hallway, lined on one side with windows.
A courtyard and garden was visible through the glass. On the other side of the courtyard, she could see the cafeteria through another wall of glass. It was well-lit with colorful balloons gathered in bunches and obstructing her view of the people inside.
Howard led her to the right, then turned left into an intersecting passageway that linked the first wing to the second. The hallway continued, lined on both sides with glass.
Not soundproof, for she could hear shouts and laughter from outside. She slowed, glancing out the windows on the left. Off in the distance, past the cafeteria, she spotted a basketball court.
It was brightly lit and currently filled with players. Tino was excited about having enough guys at the party for two full teams. As far as she could tell, all the players were grown men and teenage boys.
Caitlyn smiled as the young man celebrated with an exuberant rendition of a chicken dance. The guys were obviously having a great time, but as big and athletic as they all looked, she was worried they would run over her young nephew. Smooth and stealthy, she thought, as the man ran down the court.
He glided with such effortless grace it was like he was standing still and the earth was doing the moving. His shoulder-length black hair blew back, revealing a classic profile—straight nose, sharp cheekbones, strong jaw. Time seemed to slow as her vision sharpened, taking in every detail. She detected some sort of tattoo along his neck. His jaw was shaded with a hint of dark whiskers.
A glint of gold gleamed on his earlobe. An earring. So very masculine.
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