Can a pink bra and a hot night on the side of a volcano save their lives?
Chat with Daryl ~
What is your greatest temptation?
In men: Matt Damon – hands down – no question.
In food: chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh – chocolate cookies
In clothes: jeans – I’m a pretty casual person, although I love checking out $900 Prada heels.
What is your greatest weakness?
Arghh – can’t come up with just one thing – have a whole list – okay – okay –cookbooks. Love cookbooks.
What is your favorite book?
That’s like asking me my greatest weakness. Favourite book???? – I have book shelves full. No idea.
What is your favorite movie?
The Bird Cage.
Who is your favorite historical figure?
Favourite historical figure???? Let’s go for Joan of Arc – girl had courage.
In your books, who is your favorite hero and please introduce him?
Guess, at the moment it would have to be Guy Lapierre.
Introducing – Guy Lapierre. Say hi, Guy.
Who is your favorite heroine and please introduce her?
Paix is a newly divorced woman, with a fledging career as a flight attendant. She is hiding under an assumed name to avoid the hatred of her ex. No longer a trainee, this is her first flight to try and prove herself. And everything was going great until the plane crashed.
What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for a rookie flight attendant and a sexy R.C.M.P. officer?
But Fate had other intentions.
After leaving a disastrous marriage, Paix Allcot begins a new career as a flight attendant. The romance of travel plus the desperate need to be on any other continent other than the one her ex is on seems like a dream job. For the first time, Paix is no longer a trainee and the passengers in economy class are under her care. Especially the handsome passenger seated in 36C.
Guy Lapierre, undercover officer, is following a vicious human-trafficker. He has little time for relationships. Too many innocent lives are at stake. But when the plane crashes and Guy is stranded on a tropical island, he is forced to work with Paix to survive until he discovers that the man he is tracking is Paix’s older brother.
Can a pink bra and a hot night on the side of a volcano save the relationship and their lives?
Lori gagged on the bile rising in the back of her throat. She inhaled sharply to calm her stomach. If I’m going to die, it’s not going to be with vomit all over my uniform.
A distant whimper caught her ear. She lifted her head and opened her eyes. The lady in 37D rocked back and forth in her seat. Lori fought the urge to run to her. Her flight attendant training told her to stay seated. The Captain had called, “Brace for impact.”
Hang on, 37D. Just a bit longer. I understand how you feel. Isolated way back here in no-man’s land at the back of the plane. No one’s hand to hold for comfort. Alone. Scared. Me too.
The gentleman in seat 36C stood then pulled open the overhead bin.
Lori sat up taller. “Sir! The Captain said, brace for impact. Get back in your seat. Please.”
He turned his head, glancing at her. Lori blinked. She’d noticed him as she did her rounds of economy class. Sexy tousled hair. An unshaven chin. Gorgeous smile. Focus on your job. “Sir. Please. Sit. Down.”
He grabbed a bag out of the bin, slammed it shut and returned to his seat.
Her heart raced as she shouted out the words she’d practiced in flight attendant school a hundred times and prayed she’d never have to use. “Head down. Brace. Brace.” She hoped the sound of her voice could offer a moment’s relief to the terrified passengers in economy. They were her passengers. If she could hold each of their hands, she would. “Head down. Brace. Brac—”
The plane dropped and shuddered.
Lori’s professional calm shattered. The passengers under her care were going to die. She was going to die. The sensation of utter loneliness swamped her. She clenched her fists until her short nails dug into the palms of her hands. Pressure built in her ears. She tried all the tricks she knew, but the pressure wouldn’t release. We’re dropping too fast.
Wonder what dying is going to feel like? Will it hurt? Mom. Trembling as her mother’s smiling face popped into her mind, she swallowed back a wail of grief at the thought of her mother’s pain when she heard the news of the plane crash.
What’s taking so long? Maybe— A ray of light shone down on the darkness of her despair. Maybe the captain was landing the plane. Captain Fraser was one of the best. He could save everyone.
The plane jerked. Metal shrieked in
About the Author ~
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, two black cats – Licorice and Ginny-Furr Purrkins – and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.