Call
Sign Karma by Jamie Rae
January 2015
BOOK
BLURB:
Love in the no-fly
zone…
Distraught over the
loss of her brother in a fighter jet accident, Tinklee Pinkerton decides to
follow in his footsteps and prove the tragedy wasn’t his fault. But when she’s
chosen as the first woman to fly the Air Force’s F-35, her plan for a life that
revolves around work is thrown off course by a handsome, mysterious stranger…
Thanks to Locke’s
seductive British accent, sweet nature, and one too many beers, Tink is soon
inspired to throw caution to the wind and herself into his arms. She thinks
maybe love can heal after all—until she discovers Locke is her superior
officer. Tink has no problem risking her life in the air, but with everything
on the line, is she brave enough to risk her heart on the ground?
It didn’t seem fair for the angel and the devil on my shoulders to
gang up against me last night. I didn’t know whether to hug them or smack them.
I squeezed my eyes closed and my pulse thumped loudly in my head. A low moan
escaped my lips as I pulled my pillow over my face and rolled over. The rich
spicy scent of his cologne lingered causing my heartbeat to quicken. I slowly
peeked from under the pillow. Disappointment tugged at my belly.
Locke, my stranger, was gone, but a glass of water awaited me on
the nightstand with two Tylenol, a first aid kit, and a paper airplane. It was
just one night, I reminded myself. I picked it up and unfolded the note, to
read:
I can’t believe I don’t know your name. Or did you tell me and I
suffered from amnesia due to my head injuries? Either way you owe me a date to
make up for the way you treated me last night. I’ll pick you up after work
around 6:30.
Locke.
Okay, maybe two nights.
I popped the Tylenol into my mouth and downed the entire glass of
water. After rereading the note, I folded it into its plane form and sailed it
into the air. Ironic.
As I swung my legs out from under the sheets, I discovered an
expertly dressed bandage on my foot and I wondered how he didn’t wake me.
Especially since every time he touched me my body erupted like a volcano. My
face lit fire as a satisfied grin tugged at my cheeks. I should hate this day.
I had dreaded its arrival for so long, but I intended to enjoy this moment
while it lasted.
For the first time in over a year, I felt alive. I hadn’t allowed
anyone that close to me, but Locke felt different. Just the thought of him made
my stomach bottom out. Feelings equaled pain and I promised myself that I would
never allow my heart to be broken again after Colin’s death. I couldn’t risk losing
someone that I loved ever again. Locke was danger. Serious danger.
I tugged the blankets over my head and rolled over. The sandalwood
scent sent my heart into a flurrying panic.
After a shower and breakfast, I stepped into my flight suit and
laced up my boots. The pain in my head was replaced by an ache in my foot. I
pulled my hair back in to a ponytail, then wrapped it into a bun.
I took my phone from the plastic container. A
text from Pink 1 wishing me luck again and a calendar alert that read
‘doomsday’ lit up the screen. I regretted saving the damned phone’s life. I
tossed a bottle of water into the passenger side of my jeep and climbed in. The
sun was shining and it looked like the Karma gods had taken pity on me and
given me enough time to drive through Starbucks.
As I pressed the cup’s lid to my lips the image of Locke entered
my mind. Just the thought of him reignited the feelings from last night.
Warmth spread deeper in my belly as I replayed our extracurricular
activities. His strong hands on my bare skin, his soft lips pressed against
mine….
The concrete walls of the base flanked by the Forty-fourth wing’s
blue and gold insignia smacked me into reality. An uncomfortable tingle started
at my cheeks and shot through my body as I neared the barriers that staggered
the entrance. I handed my identification card to the security guard and blinked
several times waiting for my dream to end.
“Have a good day, ma’am,” the young airman at the gate said with a
salute.
I sharply returned his salute and realized that doomsday had
arrived, but maybe it wasn’t as bad as I anticipated.
Taking a deep breath, I donned my game face. A stupid sunny smile
would not win me any points among the most fierce and competitive group of guys
in the Air Force. I rolled my shoulders back and stood up straight with a brief
pep talk. For the next eight hours, I was a woman on a mission.
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Author
Information
JAMIE RAE is a New Adult and Young Adult author. She writes with one goal in mind--create stories with a positive message that will stay with the reader long after they've finished reading.
Jamie is an avid reader and loves discovering stories with a great hook, though she will not eat, sleep, or speak until she reaches the end. The Harry Potter years weren't pretty!! Convinced that her Hogwarts letter was lost in the mail, she keeps a watchful eye for owls hoping her children will have better luck!
In her other life, Jamie Rae is an orthodontist, and literary agent. She keeps her heart overflowing with love as a mother of three and has perfected the art of nomadic living as a military spouse and Air Force veteran. Jamie has a passion for critters of all shapes and sizes and you can often find her sneaking them into her own home or volunteering for rescues.
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