When Heather is confronted with her time-traveling self she
fears the worst—her future self warns Heather of a terrible accident but
something isn’t right. Heather’s visitors, who say they’re in her life to help actually
want to kidnap her and kill her mate. She tries to protect her friends and
family, but finds herself a prisoner
after seeing her mate’s ship explode. She is now alone and trapped.
Can she find a way home? Can she protect her family?
Heather sighed as she opened her eyes and stretched.
Before she could move she felt a warm hand on her breast.
“I see you’re awake.” Storm’s breath brushed against
She looked up at her mate, who had a knowing smile on
his face. “And I see you are awake too.” She was referring to the erection
pressed against her hip.
“True, but I can’t help it when I have such a
wonderful partner lying beside me.” Storm nibbled against her throat. “We still
have time before we need to be anywhere.”
“Why didn’t you wake me earlier?” She smiled as he
settled himself between her thighs. “You could have had all the time you want
if you had.”
“Because the twins aren’t allowing you to get sleep
enough yet. I don’t mind watching you sleep when I know you need it. It gives
me time to appreciate having you in my life.” He dipped his head to her mark.
“And waking you up this way is an anticipation I look forward to. I don’t mind
stretching that out a little.”
“Because you know what will happen when I wake.”
“That is the best part.”
She felt him smile against her neck as he pulled the
soft tissue of her mark into his mouth before he worked his way down her body.
“You are incorrigible.”
“And that is why I’m your heart.” His tongue lathed
her nipple before drawing the tip into his mouth. She arched up against him and
he slipped his hands under her.
A growl escaped him when they were interrupted by the
computer system. “Heather, you have a communiqué from Admiral Barrister.”
She sighed again. This time in frustration. What did
he want now?
“The last time he contacted us you ended up being
whipped.” Storm blew against the tip before he climbed back up her body. “I’m
inclined to not let you answer him.”
“Storm, I’m still part of Earth’s security.” She
looked up at him, his face only inches above hers. “I can’t ignore him.”
“Fine, but you’re not getting out of this bed until I
say so.” He rolled off her and helped her sit up and settle herself against
him. “Put him on, Cim.”
“Sir.” She adjusted the cover to make sure she didn’t
“Commander, sorry if I interrupted something, but we
need to talk, in person.”
“Sir?” What was so important that he wanted them to
make a trip to Earth. “You know it’s not that easy for me to step away from my
“I know, but I have something to show you that you
need to see.” Bear pressed a key and changed the
image they were looking at.
The new picture was a holding cell. Inside was a woman who looked a whole lot
like Heather. “Before you ask I ran DNA tests against the data you gave me. She
“That isn’t possible.” She suddenly felt cold.
“Tell that to her.” Bear switched the image back to
him. “Needless to say this was something I didn’t want Earth security to
investigate too deeply so I pretended she was you. I’m on my way to Vespia and
will need clearance in about fifteen minutes.”
“We’ll meet you at the landing port.” Storm closed
the communiqué and was the first one up. “I don’t like this at all.”
“We need to contact Bert as well. Perhaps he could
shed a little light on what is going on.” Heather stood as well. With a thought
they were both dressed. Heather stepped into the twins’ bedroom to find them
still asleep. She touched their heads softly before she walked back into the
main room where Storm waited. “They’re sound asleep.”
“Then let’s go.” He placed his hand against the small
of her back as they headed out the doors. “I have given Bear clearance to land
and contacted Bert to join us. Your brother has been made aware as well so
he’ll be here when the twins wake up.”
“Thank you.” She kept her thoughts to herself.
“Yes, my heart.” Heather wrapped an arm around his
waist and gave him a quick hug. “Just want to know what is going on.”
“So do I, my heart.”
They walked onto the tarmac and waited as Bear’s ship
Storm looked down at her upturned face as he pulled
her close. She knew he picked up on the fact that she was tense and far too
quiet. “I know this bothers you. Your silence tells me more than any words. I
want to know why there is a woman in Bear’s ship who looks like you, too.
Together we will get to the truth.”
“I wish Bear had told us more. Why is she, me here?
What happened to force me to travel back in time?”
“My question as well.” They had come to the same
conclusion. The woman in question was probably from the future which didn’t
bode well. She knew he could smell her fear and wrapped his arms around her in
support. “I’m sure he will explain everything he knows and your brother and Bert
will explain the rest.”
Score your copy here:
for Barbara Donlon Bradley started
innocently enough. Like most she kept diaries, journals, and wrote an
occasional letter. But she also has a vivid imagination and wrote scenes and
short stories adding characters to her favorite shows and comic books. As time
went on she found the passion for writing to be a strong drive for her. Humor
is also very strong in her life and she has learned to use it to her advantage--in her writing. She lives in Tidewater Virginia with two cats, her husband and son plus her elderly mother-in-law.