My Protector

By Debra Walker

Kara, Jamie, Jennifer, and Rachel, all friends and health care executives, are beautiful, funny, and smart. They are put to the test as one of them is taken by several men from a hotel bar. The search extends out of the country as twists and turns surround the multi-layered mystery of the handsome biker that has come into their lives. Clinging to sisterly love for one another they weave in and out of romance and danger.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Nov 4, 2009
• ISBN: 9781467876797

Debra Walker

Debra Walker is a hospital Business Office Director. She has been in healthcare for twenty five years. Debra and husband Jim live near Texarkana, Texas.

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Contents

Acknowledgments

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Acknowledgments

A special thanks to my real life girlfriends,

Lisa, Melissa, and Tracy

for their support and encouragement,

an inspiration for my book.

chapter 1

Kara climbed on the back of the shiny, big, black Harley-Davidson motorcycle. She swung her leg over and settled onto the seat with all the grace of a veteran rider. She wore the typical attire, black square toe boots with two inch high heels, tight blue jeans, a v-neck t-shirt and a fitted leather vest that zipped up the front. She had not ridden since she was a teenager and that had been a few years. She looked at the dashing biker and thought of how her staff and other hospital executives would probably turn their noses up if they saw her now.

Mike was handsome and rugged, his black hair was short under the doo rag and he had the most beautiful deep blue eyes and long black lashes she had ever seen. He was clean cut for the typical biker, wearing a white t-shirt that showed off his muscular arms and well fitted jeans that showed off something else. Kara imagined he might have a tattoo under the fitted shirt. He looked back at her and smiled as he started the bike and let it settle into its throaty rumble. Kara smiled, flashing her straight white teeth under full red lips.

She had met him a few weeks earlier at Largo’s with a group of friends. They had decided to go to the little bar on the edge of the state line to hang out and check out the bikers. She, as well as her preppie girlfriends, ware fascinated with the guys on motorcycles.

Kara had walked into Largo’s with the other girls expecting to see a wild group of drunken bikers and scantly clad rough looking women. They were actually surprised at the nice group of people in the bar. An older man had gotten up and pulled three more chairs up to a table for them and the waitress was very nice and had offered them a free drink since this was their first time there. The music was good, playing a little country, rock and some sixty’s music. The owner of the bar, Clyde, played guitar and sang, everyone was having a good time. There was a small dance floor and pool tables in the back. The crowd was not too rowdy at all.

The walls and ceiling were wood and it almost had the look of a resort instead of a dive. The smell of smoke and beer was not overwhelming as the large fans whipped the smells out the openings in the roof.

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Kara, Jamie, Rachel, and Jennifer were good friends and had been for fifteen years. They had seen each other through many rough times and although they all did not all live in the same town anymore they got together every chance they had. All four of them were in the medical profession and worked in different hospitals.

The heads always turned when the four of them walked into a room. Kara Morrison was the oldest of the group. Kara had dark auburn red shoulder length hair and beautiful pale green eyes; she was 5 feet 2inches, shapely, with very white flawless skin and a dazzling smile. She was the Chief Financial Officer (CFO) at University Hospital, a 366 bed hospital in a mid-sized Texas town. She had gone to night school to finish her degree and worked her way up to this position. A hard worker with drive and commitment, she had not been given her education and because of that she appreciated all she had.

Jamie Sullivan, a nurse at Saint Edwards Regional Medical Center, was blond, and drop dead gorgeous. She had long curly hair and big crystal blue eyes, big breast, a beautiful smile, very white straight teeth, full lips, and a small waist. She stood 5feet 3inches and every inch athletic and toned. She dressed young and trendy often mistaken for a college student rather than a professional mother of two. She ran almost every day never happy with her weight. Although very attractive she was hard on herself as she struggled with her image.

Rachel Howard, an executive, the Compliance Officer at the same hospital, was blond, smart, funny, and also strikingly beautiful. She was 5 feet 6 inches with long legs and a sexy walk. Her long straight hair often pulled back in a pony tail or wearing a baseball cap, she looked like the "All American Girl’ next door. Her pale skin and big dark blue eyes framed by long lashes. Rachel moved effortlessly in a sexy walk that captivated men. Confident and driven she was professional, competitive, and athletic.

Jennifer Michaels, the youngest of the group worked as a Business Office Director in a smaller hospital about 30 miles away. A brunette with the sweetest oval shaped face and the cutest little figure of them all. She had big, deep brown eyes and long eyelashes. Her hair was short and stylish with a few highlights, Jennifer laughed easy with a warm beautiful smile, a wonderful sense of humor, and people immediately loved her. She was 5 feet and 2 inches of spitfire, extremely competitive and driven to success. With high energy she did not believe in second place or giving up. Jennifer was always pushing the others to succeed.

The four could turn an entire room into their audience within minutes, not with just their looks but their warmth and laughter.

The girls had all met working a summer job. They had all worked as ushers at a large coliseum during a busy summer of concerts, the circus, and several sporting events. They had become immediate friends and had spent a lot of time together. They were all in high school except Kara who had just graduated. They had enjoyed the free concerts and meetings lots of people their age as they escorted them to their seats. Through relationships, bad marriages, a few children, and their jobs, they had seen each other through it all. More like sisters than just friends.

Kara had seen Mike on the first trip to Largo’s but had not talked to him. He was with a large group of guys talking about their most recent motorcycle trip and he had not made any effort to meet her. Several guys had bought drinks and danced with Rachel and Jennifer but Kara and Jamie had been in a deep conversation about work and had not participated in the festivities.

They had made plans to come back the next weekend and continue the experiment of hospital executives in a biker bar. They might even start counting points, a game they had played many times in bars and lounges. They drew so much attention when they were all together that they would assign points to each encounter. A few points for looks, more points if someone actually came over and tried to talk to them, and points for dances and drinks. You acquired double points if the guy was with a woman and still looked. The game was harmless and they never were snobbish to anyone. They all knew what it felt like to be snubbed or dumped by someone and they were all thoughtful of not hurting someone. The game was quiet and only between the four of them. Often was done as a confidence booster for one of them if the others knew someone was having a bad day, the winner having a free dinner or snack whatever they headed out for after drinks.

One night last winter they had all dressed in party clothes and drove to the Excalibur, a very up scale lounge in a pricey hotel downtown. Jamie pulled a tiny notebook from her bag and put all the initials in a row; K- R-Ja-Je and started calculating points.

They had ordered one drink each when other drinks were delivered to their table, 4 points each for the two cute guys at the bar buying drinks, another man at the bar could not take his eyes off Jamie, 3 points, when he came over to the table to talk to her it was an immediate 10 points. Jamie was dressed in a low cut black dress with a slit up the side. She had great legs and she was tan. Her breasts were partial exposed and every man in the room was drooling over her. Her full lips were brightly painted to match her nails. Every detail had been perfect. Her big eyes and long lashes were dark with make-up. She had on a touch of sparkle in her powder which caused the light to dance on her skin. Her blond hair, full and curly, framed her face. She had so much expression in her face. She laughed and her eyes twinkled, her smile captivating. Men would openly stare at her.

A handsome young guy in a business suit sent a note by the waitress to Jennifer, that was 20 points! Jennifer had a sequined sapphire blue dress that was short. She wore heels that were 3 inches tall. Her make-up was perfect, her skin flawless. She had a smile that was beautiful and second only to her big dark brown eyes. When Jennifer walked into a room she floated. Her slender arms exposed, her perfect nails a dark red, and her lips very glossy. She sparkled. Jennifer had her very own fragrance. She had taken three very nice perfumes and mixed them into her secret fragrance. She smelled as wonderful as she looked.

Kara started to the ladies room and an elderly gentleman asked her if he could buy her a drink, which was only 5 points because his age subtracted points. They all laughed that Kara got the old guys. Something like greaser magnet was used. Kara wore a jade colored dress that was backless. The dress had a high neck in the front and had little cap sleeves. The color of the dress amplified her red hair and green eyes. She had added glitter to her make-up and to her powder. She had brushed it lightly over her eyes and on her back. She wore high heels that matched the dress. Her lips brightly colored made her smile even brighter. Her curly hair lightly touched her shoulders and fell softly around her face. She walked like an angel, softly, moving with a sway that oozed of confidence and sophistication.

Rachel had actually winked at a guy that was watching her, extra points for the wink. Her cobalt blue eyes with long dark lashes were beautiful. Rachel’s long blond hair was straight and touched half way down her back. She wore a black short skirt and a white see through blouse over a white satin camisole. (The long sleeves a sheer sparkle showing her slim, toned arms.) The front of the blouse was open exposing the camisole and a hint of her full round breasts. Her nails and make-up perfect in light colors to compliment her skin tones. A splash of expensive perfume over her lightly tanned throat drew the man in like a moth to a flame. Rachel had such an air of confidence that she could glide across the room. Always speaking with such authority that no one could ever doubt that she was very intelligent as well as beautiful. Men could sometime find her intimidating because she was very successful and obviously powerful.

Jamie tallied the tiny marks on her notebook. By the end of the evening they had racked up from 45 – 60 points for the adventure. They were all laughing and soaking in the attention as they were leaving when three men in expensive business suits walked over and started to talk to them. The men evidently thought they were high class hookers. There was NO way to calculate that many points.

Chapter 2

The next trip to Largo’s, the handsome biker wasn’t there and Kara had been disappointed. The trips there continued until she had the opportunity to meet him. He was Mike Williams, a Colonel in the Air Force, stationed about two hours from the little bar. He said he traveled and did not go into details about his work. That only made him more mysterious and interesting to Kara. She found herself drawn to him and felt as though she had known him a long time. She talked freely to him and they had made plans to see each other away from the bar.

Kara had been divorced for two years and had not dated anyone other than a few blind dates set up by friends that had never turned into anything. Her work took most of her time and when she had free time she enjoyed spending it with her friends or her family.

Her divorce had been pretty friendly, Kara and Paul, her ex-husband, had dated in high school and college then married and started to work. Kara had completed her first year of college while still living at home. She commuted to Henderson State University which was