Bella Andre - Hot as Sin

WHAT ARE you doing here, Sam?He didnt know how hed expected her to react to his showing up unannounced, but given the sparkling jewels on her fingers and ears hed have bet on cold and distant, that he was merely one of the many peons coming to worship at her feet.He was surprised by the heat beneath her words, the unspoken accusation that he shouldnt have comeand that she didnt want him here.Didnt she realize he hadnt had any other choice but to get on the next plane to Colorado? That hearing about her accident had sent him into a tailspin, into his own head-on collision with the past?Hed never been one for telling lies. He wasnt going to start now.I needed to make sure you were okay.He wasnt saying anything she couldnt have figured out for herself and he didnt feel as if he was giving away a deep dark secret. But when her eyes suddenly softened and she unclamped her jaw, he found himself adding, Connor told me about your accident and I was worried about you. I couldnt sit at home without knowing how you were doing, without seeing you for myself. Considering how bad they said the crash was, you look good.He desperately wanted to reach out to her, to touch her skin, to see if it was still silky soft.You dont just look good, Dianna. You look amazing. Simply amazing.DELL BOOKS BY BELLA ANDRENEVER TOO HOT
(Coming Summer 2010)HOT AS SINWILD HEAT

For Julia, Hunter, & Paul.
I love you!

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS FIRST AND foremost, I want to thank my agent, Jessica Faust. Best. Agent. Ever.A big thank-you to Shauna Summers and Jessica Sebor for your excellent editing and enthusiasm for what I do.As always, huge thanks go to my Nor Cal crew: Monica McCarty, Jami Alden, Barbara Freethy, Anne Mallory, Veronica Wolff, Carol Grace Culver, Tracy Grant, Penelope Williamson, and Poppy Reiffin. Great company, lots of laughs, and incredible brainstorming. A perfect combination!Again, thank you to my parents, Louisa and Alvin, and my mother-in-law Elaine for wearing my kids out every Monday. When I tell them theyre spending the day with you, they always cheer!And to everyone who wrote me to say how much you loved Logan and Mayas story, thanks so much for taking the time to drop me a note. I hope you love Sam and Diannas story just as much!Enjoy!
Bella Andre

CHAPTER ONE

COMING TO Colorado had been a mistake.

Dianna Kelley slammed the door of her rental car shut and turned the heat on full blast, then wrapped her hands around her upper arms as she shivered on the cold leather seat.

Earlier that day when shed flown into the small Vail airport, the breeze had been cool and steady, but the sky had been blue and clear. Tonight, however, wind howled through the trees while black, ominous clouds spat out sheets of rain all over the quickly flooding sidewalk.

She closed her eyes and fought back a heavy wave of sorrow at the emotionally charged blowout shed just had with her younger sister in a bustling caf. Dianna knew better than to expect too much from April, but shed never stopped hoping that the two of them would finally connect.

Growing up, Dianna had longed for a baby brother or sister, so when she was eight and April had been born, shed showered her baby sister with love. Until the horrible day when their easily overwhelmed, usually broke single mother had decided there were too many mouths to feed and gave four-year-old April up to the state.

As soon as Dianna turned eighteen, she began her fight to pull April out of the foster system, but it took four years to bring her sister home.

In the decade that theyd been apart, April had changed. The innocent, cheerful, inquisitive girl shed once been was long gone. In her place was a hardened, foulmouthed fourteen-year-old whod seen and experienced way too much.

Diannas hands tightened on the steering wheel as she remembered the way April used to lash out at her, accusing her of ruining her life, of trying to control her every move like a jail warden. All through Aprils high school years, Dianna had tried to protect her sister. From the mean girls in her classes who thrived on picking on the new girl, from the cute boys who would break her heart just because they could, and from the teachers who didnt understand that April needed more patience and attention than kids with normal upbringings.

But it had proved impossible to protect her little sister.

As the years ticked by and she grew from a lanky teen into a knockout young woman, April retreated further and further into herself. She refused to share any details about her various foster homes with not only Dianna, but a series of therapists as well. By the time April eked out a high school diploma, they were nothing more than two strangers who passed each other at the fridge a couple of times a week.

In the two years since graduation, April had bounced from part-time job to part-time job and boyfriend to boyfriend, and Dianna worried that April was going to get pregnant and end up marrying one of the losers she was dating. Or not marrying him and becoming a broke single mother in a trailer park, just as their own mother had been.

Dianna blinked hard through the windshield wipers into the driving rain as she replayed the moment when she came home from work three months ago and found Aprils key on the kitchen table. Running into Aprils room, shed realized her sisters favorite ratty jeans and tops were gone along with her duffel bag. At least shed taken her toothbrush.

For seven horribly long days, shed waited for some word as to where her sister had gone, and when if she was coming back. Finally, April left a message on Diannas cell phone when she was taping her live television show and couldnt possibly answer it. She was in Colorado and she was fine. She didnt leave a new number or address.

Again and again during the past three months, Dianna had tried to tell herself that her little sister was simply going through a patch of self-discovery. After all, normal twenty-year-old girls tried things out and learned from their mistakes and moved on, didnt they?

But nothing about Aprils life was normal. Not after ten years bouncing from family to family in the state foster system. Dianna hated not being able to keep watch over her sister, hated knowing she couldnt keep her safe.

So when April finally called and asked if Dianna could come to Vail to meet with her, although it wasnt easy to shift all of her interviews on such short notice, Dianna couldnt miss her chance to connect with April.

But instead of connecting, theyd fought. And April had stormed out of the caf. Leaving Dianna to helplessly wonder how she could possibly save her sister this time.

The rental cars windows were covered with condensation, so Dianna hit the defrost button, but it didnt work. Reaching into her large leather tote for a package of Kleenex, she wiped a clear circle on the windshield and slowly pulled into the street, inching forward as marble-sized hail battered her car. Every few seconds, she hit the brakes and wiped the moisture off of the windshield.

Prudence told her to turn back, but all she wanted was to be back home in San Francisco, wrapped up in a soft blanket on her couch with a novel. As it was, she was cutting it close to get to the airport in time for her flight.

The two-lane road that led from Vail to the airport was narrow and winding, and she seriously considered pulling over, turning around, and finding a nearby hotel to wait out the storm. Instead, she took a deep breath and forcefully shook off the sick sense of foreboding shed carried with her ever since April had moved to Colorado, turning the radio on to a pop station.

Im pulling out windows and taking down the doors
Im looking under the floorboards
In the hopes of finding something moreListen to me now cause Im calling out
Dont hold me down cause Im breaking out
Holding on Im standing here
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