The second instalment of my Wild Warriners series comes out
in a few days, this story belongs to the second eldest, Jamie Warriner, the
gruff and wounded former soldier. A Warriner to Rescue Her was positive joy to
write because I already knew Jamie pretty well from the first book. In fact, as
soon as I wrote the words The End on A Warriner to Protect Her, I started this
straight after and from the outset it just flowed.
Initially, I had lofty plans to write a story filled with
intrigue, using Jamie’s background as a highly skilled officer in covert recognisance.
However, as so often happens in my odd head, my characters led me on a
completely different path. Instead of going off on an adventure away from home,
Jamie stays put. He’s still tortured by his demons, scared of the latent, dangerous violence
within him and believes that his life is over after accepting the damage to his
leg and broken mind will never heal. While feeling a little bit sorry for
himself, he meets the woman of his dreams under quite unusual circumstances.
‘Hello!’ A
slightly panicked woman’s voice came from above. ‘Is somebody there?’
‘Hello?’ He
hadn’t been expecting to address the sky. The sun pierced Jamie’s eyes to such
an extent he could not see a thing except blinding yellow light. The woman’s
exact location remained a mystery. Unless she was an angel sent to fetch him
and drag him off to heaven, which he sincerely doubted. They had had their
chance and failed miserably and if he was bound for anywhere it was probably hell.
‘I can’t see you!’
‘I am in the
tree… I wonder if you would be so good as to assist me, sir. I appear to be
stuck.’
Surreal
words, again unexpected. How did a woman come to be stuck in an apple tree?
Jamie did his best to shield the worst of the glare with his hand and squinted
through the tangled branches. Two wiggling feet dangled nearly six feet above
his head. They were encased in half-boots and were attached to a very shapely
pair of female legs, clad in fine silk stockings which were held up with rather
saucy pink garters. His eyes widened at the garters. From this perspective they
appeared to be completely festooned with flowers. Above them, about an inch or
two of creamy thigh was also on display. The rest of the woman was hidden by
leaves.
Perfect soulmates.
Something everyone else works out very quickly. Everyone else accept for Jamie, of course…
You can read a sneak peak of the first chapter HERE
