Arms of a Stranger
By J. A. Clarke
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Matt Holloway is on vacation to keep an eye on his grandmother. He doesn't expect to be rescuing a cute, curvy muse from territorial monkeys and carnivore-infested rivers. The strip poker games in the wee hours of the morning are a bonus, until he finds himself losing more than his clothes. This title is published by Uncial Press and is distributed worldwide by Untreed Reads.
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Arms of a Stranger - J. A. Clarke
ARMS OF A STRANGER
A Romance Novel Byte
By
J.A. Clarke
Uncial Press Aloha, Oregon
2008
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events described herein are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locations, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
ISBN 13: 978-1-60174-043-4
ISBN 10: 1-60174-043-3
Copyright © 2008 by Joy Clarke
Cover design by Judith B. Glad
Background photography by Joy Clarke
All rights reserved. Except for use in review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the author or publisher.
Published by Uncial Press,
an imprint of GCT, Inc.
Visit us at http://www.uncialpress.com
Chapter 1
King of his domain, the creature hunched in the middle of the raised wooden walkway and glowered at her with glistening, evil eyes. His smaller companions had scattered into the trees the moment she had stepped out of her cabin.
Shoo,
Calli said from ten feet away. She flapped her hand. Shoo.
The monkey rolled his head back and opened his mouth in a wide yawn to reveal a set of very substantial teeth. Okay, so that was a little scarier. Especially in the middle of a jungle with nothing civilized in sight but three seemingly deserted cabins connected by the boardwalk. Not content with the thick green stuff all around them, the monkey had evidently decided to stake a claim on Paradise Lodge's property and rightfully retake his territory.
You don't scare me.
Calli inched forward, fascinated despite her apprehension. Don't you have to go find a banana or something? You're a monkey. Even I know monkeys don't eat people.
The king of the monkeys rolled his lips back, favored her with a sneer that challenged her knowledge, and assumed a more menacing posture. She took a quick step back.
Believe that's a sign of aggression.
The disembodied male drawl, movie-announcer rich and husky, instantly raised tiny bumps all over Calli's skin.
She shivered, but didn't dare take her eyes off the monkey. Will he bite me?
Nah, he's just establishing his dominance, making sure you know he's in charge. Checking you out for his harem.
A couple of thumps came from the direction of the cabin behind her. Shoes scraped on the wire covering the steps. The monkey straightened, paused, then lost his nerve and scampered through the rail of the boardwalk onto the jungle floor. He disappeared into the thick growth.
Calli twisted around and looked up. And up. Holy cow, the man was tall. Square chin that bore the shadow of a dark beard. A wide mouth quirked in a half grin. Straight, strong nose. Warm caramel eyes framed by thick dark lashes--eyes that captured and held her gaze and looked into her very soul. The man had the face of an archangel. No wonder the monkey had run. She should follow its example, because twenty-seven years of practicing speech had just evaporated.
His grin widened into a smile. His caramel eyes checked her out. The constant chatter of insects and the putt-putt of a boat motor in the distance faded. The sun turned up its brightness and the air shimmered. And she wobbled on legs that had lost their muscles.
Matt Holloway.
He reached out stretched out his hand.
Automatically, she took it, and found a piece of her body engulfed in hard warmth. The world shrank to a tiny, humid, green-encased space. Her body rioted. Aah...aah, Calliope Marshall.
A Greek muse in Costa Rica? I knew that monkey was onto something.
Oh. My. God. Had she really just given her full name to a complete stranger? An archangel who knew its origin? She snatched her hand back. The world abruptly restored itself to normal, with the exception of her body, which continued to tingle in all the wrong places. Nice to meet you. Thanks for the monkey...ah, chasing it away. Gotta go.
And she took off, as fast as her legs would carry her in the direction of what she hoped was the hotel's reception.
Perhaps I'll see you at lunch?
The deep, lazy voice, borne on the warm air, wrapped around her and traced a long shiver down her spine. Not likely. She made it a rule never to lunch with archangels who knew her given name. She pretended not to hear and ducked down the fork in the boardwalk, which immediately would hide her from his sight thanks to the blessedly tall, thick green stuff.
* * * *
Matt sighed as the plump little bottom encased in khaki shorts disappeared from view.
Cute. Curvy. Too short.
Far too short. He liked to study