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Danny’s Girl by Susan Aylworth
Manon DuPre is running for her life and Officer Sherwood stands in her way.
Danny Sherwood grew up in a home where alcohol and people were sometimes abused, a background that trained him as a protector. Perhaps that’s why he is now a trooper with the Arizona Highway Patrol. When he is called upon to stop a dangerous speeder, he has no idea how the moment may change his life.
Manon DuPre spent her childhood with negligent parents and her past year in the clutches of a brutal man. Now she is running for her life and Officer Sherwood stands in her way. When she is stopped in Nowhere, Arizona, she fears the worst, not knowing how this moment may change her future.
A chance encounter on an Arizona highway brings together two very different people who may just be perfect for each other.
Praise for the Book:
Great story! 5 stars
By Heather Moore on May 9, 2014
Format: Kindle Edition
DANNY’S GIRL is a novel not to be missed. Manon is running for her life and police officer Danny Sherwood is just the man to protect her. But the last thing Manon wants is a man who is protective, and the last thing Danny wants to do is lose his heart to a woman who isn’t willing to stay around. DANNY’S GIRL is full of intrigue, breathtaking twists and turns, realizations of the heart, and a sweet romance, all set against the beautiful backdrop of beloved Rainbow Rock.
A must read you won’t be able to put down. 5 stars
By N. M. Barneson October 20, 2014
Format: Kindle Edition
A must read! Started reading it yesterday and could NOT put it down! A wonderful love story . . . and suspenseful. Well-written and addresses an important topic for women . . . abuse.
There it comes. The blue sedan practically flew around the corner and into his view. With ease he clocked it at 122, flipped on his lights and siren, and pulled onto the freeway just behind. The speeder didn’t even slow. Danny was close enough now to see the female driver. She moved her head and he guessed she saw him in her rear-view mirror, but she still wasn’t slowing. Danny felt a cold chill run down his spine. Then as they neared the exit to the Sagebrush, she pulled to the right and slowed dramatically. Nerves tuned for anything unusual, he followed her off the freeway.
She didn’t pull into a parking stall, but stopped in the middle of the road as if merely pausing on her way from off-ramp to on-ramp. What? You haven’t got time for a ticket? Pulling clear off the road is too big an inconvenience? He wondered if she would have stopped at all if the two patrol cars hadn’t been blocking the exit. He resolved to stay on his guard.
Recognizing the “to serve” part of his responsibility, he swallowed his irritation, grabbed the ticket book and exited his car, walking toward hers, but he never took his eyes off the driver. Instead he unsnapped his holster and put his hand on the grip of his service revolver. He almost yanked it out when the woman slammed open her car door and leapt out of the driver’s seat.
“Back in the car! Now!” he barked, his hand firm on the pistol grip. “Hands on the wheel!”
The woman—a petite brunette in her mid-twenties—looked at his face, then his hand. She paled and got back behind the wheel of her car, lowering the driver’s side window. He approached carefully, not taking his eyes off her hands for even an instant. Numerous training scenarios at the P.O.S.T. academy had taught him situations like this were the times most likely to lead to shots fired, both police shootings of suspects and officers downed by civilians.
He kept his voice sharp as he reached her window. “Why’d you get out of the car? Why were you walking back toward me?”
She looked up at him with eyes the color of the summer sky at dawn and as large as the half-dollar coins he hadn’t seen since he was a kid. “Help me, officer! Please help me!”