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Two Sighted
Samhain Publishing
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ISBN: 1-59998-476-8
Length: Novella
Price: 3.50
Publication Date: May 8, 2007
Even with her shaky past" Aislinn can't help but to secretly want Kyle. When she witnesses his death in a vision" how can she tell him without giving away her secret or her lust?
Aislinn Campbell is a clairvoyant" the latest in a long line of first-born daughters to the previous first-born daughter. All of them have fiery red hair and a second sight. Hiding from her ex in the presence of a sexy ex-military millionaire seems the safest way to start over. Until she "sees" his death.
Kyle Turner III has been keeping a close eye on Aislinn. There's nothing he doesn't know about his personal assistant" including her secret and ugly past. He also wants her in his bed more than his next breath. When he receives an anonymous warning that something might happen at his annual Fourth of July bash" he doesn't take it lightly. He knows exactly who sent the warning and he knows she's being watched by her bastard of an ex.
After he's injured in an accident" Kyle isn't about to leave Aislinn unprotected for a second. He coaxes her into more than just tending to his wounds. Because making Aislinn believe in him and her together far outweighs anything her ex can dish out.
Warning" this title contains the following: explicit sex" violence and graphic language.
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Bright light from the full moon glinted off the stainless steel appliances in the immaculate kitchen. A scream echoed through the large space, drowning out the grunts and moans coming from the two men who fought near the center, arms locked in a combative embrace. The sickening thud of flesh on flesh was followed by a spurt of blood that showered the island countertop. The man dressed in black from head to toe took advantage, flinging them both to the ground with a bone- jarring crunch. He rolled, kneeling above the other man who was wearing only boxers. With a snick, the man in black flicked open a switchblade. He swung it in an arc above his head, catching the moonlight, making the metal glow. The knife slashed through the air into the bare chest of the man below and another scream pierced the kitchen's confines.
"Yoo-hoo."
Aislinn Campbell sucked in a breath and shook her head, trying to ward off the last vestiges of the vision that plagued her yet again.
"Are you there, hon? Earth to Aislinn." Christina Marshall, the closest friend Aislinn had-the only friend she had-waved a hand in front of her face.
Aislinn flushed with embarrassment. Of all the times for her to have a vision-at work in front of numerous co-workers. Great. She could probably count the minutes until word got around about her freakiness. Fighting the urge to cover her ears against the memories of past taunts, she fisted her hands on the arms of the ergonomic computer chair.
Her gaze traveled from one side of the room to the other, taking everything in. No one seemed to be looking except for Chris and hopefully her friend was too busy picking on her fingernail to notice Aislinn's momentary distress.
"So how late did he make you stay last night," Chris asked, amusement touching her voice.
Aislinn cleared her throat. Chris didn't act like anything weird had happened. "What?"
Chris dropped her hand and propped a butt cheek on the corner of Aislinn's desk. She looked her typical bored self, but Aislinn could see her attention was focused on something. Her gaze darted between the bank of elevators and Aislinn.
If she didn't know better, Aislinn might be offended. Despite her protests, Chris was seriously interested in one of their boss's bodyguards. Aislinn hadn't figured out which one yet. And she didn't care. No man would ever have that kind of hold over her again.
"You know," Chris murmured. "Last night. The meeting. How long did he make you stay?"
"Oh. That. Not too late. Seven twenty-eight."
Chris laughed. "Not too late, but late enough you noticed the exact minute you walked out the door? Were his cronies with him?" she sneered.
Aislinn straightened the paperwork on her desk. Not even eight o'clock in the morning and already Mr. Turner had four messages. Her mouth went dry thinking about Kyle Turner III. Somehow she had to warn him without drawing attention to herself.
Right. And just how did she go about that? Please watch yourself Mr. Turner. I think someone's going to kill you in a kitchen.
That was grounds for whacko of the century if she ever heard one. She could see her padded cell now. Either that or his cronies, as Chris referred to them, would call her an accomplice and have her locked away in a different kind of cell. One with bars.
Either way she wouldn't have to worry ever again about David. Her ex would have no access to her in jail.
Aislinn forced herself to unclench the arms of the chair she still held.
"Man you are in another world today. What's up chickie?" Chris crossed her arms over her chest.
"Nothing," Aislinn mumbled, rearranging her desk again. "I've got a lot to do today and you're sitting on my faxes."
Chris lifted her butt and Aislinn yanked the papers out from under her.
"Were his cronies with him? Did they walk you to your car at least? Do you think his cronies ever leave his side, or do you think the three of them sleep together too." Chris wondered out loud.
Aislinn snickered. "Yes, yes, and I have a feeling none of those men have ever been near a bed at the same time. Well, a real bed anyway. Probably when they were in the military they spent a lot of time watching each other's backs when they slept." She paused and cocked her head, thinking about something she'd seen a few weeks ago involving a blonde bombshell of a model and the cronies. "On second thought, TJ and Jonathan might be in cahoots." She winked at Chris. Talking about the two men was bound to raise Chris's hackles.
"No way."
Aislinn hid a smile at Chris' outright denial. "I was kidding," she consoled and watched Chris' shoulders droop. A second later her friend's back went ramrod straight.
"Speak of the devils."
Aislinn looked through the wall of glass at the three men making their way across the expansive lobby from the elevators. Her pulse sped up and her breath hitched the same way it did every time Kyle Turner III came near. Which was strange considering she never wanted to be with a man again.
"Way too much testosterone right there if you ask me," Chris grunted.
"For someone who says they can't stand TJ and Jonathan, you sure talk about them a lot." Aislinn stood and gathered up the message slips, a memo pad and a pencil. Kyle was a creature of habit and liked to have her attention first thing in the morning.
She shrugged off the feeling he asked her to join him for coffee for more than catching up on what she'd done in the hour before he arrived.
Chris' mouth opened and closed and her cheeks turned red. "I do not," she hissed, keeping her voice low as they drew nearer.
"Uh-huh." Aislinn agreed.
"Morning ladies," Kyle said, sauntering up to them like he owned the place.
Oh yeah. He did. Anybody who employed two bodyguards on a 'round the clock basis certainly owned the business.
"Lunch, Ais? Later? Right. I'll see you then," Chris babbled and hurried off, gazed glued to the floor.
Totally unaffected by TJ and Jonathan.
"Are you ready?" Kyle's deep voice rolled through her body giving her goose bumps and the insane thought he was talking about more than work.
"Absolutely," she said with a smile and fought the temptation to lean into the warm hand he placed at the small of her back as he guided her to his office.
I do not think Annmarie McKenna can do wrong with a story. I have loved every piece of her work I have read so far! Two Sighted was a pleasure both to read and to write a review for. It is books like this that make my job simple, and I wish they could all be this good.
5 clovers
Jennifer
CK2S
Two Sighted is a beautiful story about new beginnings. The abuse that Aislinn suffered at the hands of her ex was violent, disturbing and life changing. Kyle’s determination to care for her and keep her safe is heart-warming and will endear him to any reader immediately. Annmarie McKenna is a force to be reckoned with and her writing talent is second to none. I highly recommend reading Two Sighted and suggest that you don’t make any plans because when you start, you won’t be able to stop until the very last word.
5 Lips
Kerin
Two Lips
