Valentine's Blitz: Day 7: 'Dangerous Obsession' by M.M. Roethig
Finally settling in Idaho, M.M. Roethig finished her schooling years and eventually met and married her very own Prince Charming. A recent move took her to Northern Colorado, a place she has instantly fallen in love with and embraced as her home.
When she's not swooning over romance stories or writing, M.M. Roethig enjoys spending time with her husband and son who also call Colorado home. With two grown daughters and one son-in-law living in Idaho, she finds every excuse to travel back as much as possible.
Other hobbies M.M. Roethig enjoys is running, photography, baking, watching her son swim, trying new board games, and cheering on the Denver Broncos.
-->A dancer and a Marine—two worlds collide.
Chloe Johnson is no stranger to the spotlight. A prestigious member of the LA Laker Girls, she’s in the public eye regularly. Her world is perfect.
Eric Taylor, on the other hand, is damaged, both body and spirit. Injured overseas, he returns home with fresh physical wounds, invisible emotional scars, and a bad attitude.
When Chloe becomes the object of affection to an unknown stalker, she must leave her life behind and rely on a total stranger, and the only man she’s ever met who’s never happy to see her—Eric. Can she trust this hardened soldier with her life?
Adjusting to civilian life hasn’t been easy for Eric. Swearing off women forever, all he wants is to be left alone. However, his world is thrown into chaos when Chloe appears on his doorstep as an invited guest of Eric’s twin brother. Bewitched by her innocent charms, Eric fights to keep her at arm’s length, putting his No More Women resolve to the test.
Everything soon changes when Chloe’s stalker trackers her down, making her a pawn in a cat and mouse game of Dangerous Obsession.
**Included at the end of this book is the short story, Reflections.**
was whisked away into Chloe’s life of glamor, and submerged into the
harsh horrors of Eric’s. Suddenly, when a stalker believes Chloe must be
his, her life no longer seems so glittery. Thank goodness for safety
behind the pages of a book! Thank goodness for excellent writers as
Roethig who had me whipping the pages for the next exciting turn!"
~Elizabeth Mueller, author
Let's look at the Prologue!
red flashed intermittently through the slit in the curtains. The
parking lot sign threatened to go out only to flash once more. She
didn’t know how long she lay next to him on the bed that was more
springs than mattress, but loud snores filled the quiet room, letting
her know he’d finally fallen asleep.
been tugging on the bindings around her wrist for what felt like hours,
to no avail. In a silent fit of frustration, she yanked hard and the
rope slipped past her thumbs, releasing her bleeding hands. Stunned, she
stared at the ropes, the prospect of freedom now a possibility. Her
heart hammered in her chest as she slipped cautiously from the bed,
praying the shift in weight would go unnoticed. If she could make it out
of the room, she had a chance. If he woke before—she pushed the thought
from her head.
on all fours on the dirty, worn carpet, she held her breath and waited
for any sign that he’d woken. His loud snores continued uninterrupted.
slow, methodical movements, she opened the top drawer of the nightstand
enough to reach inside for the phone he’d put there hours before. Her
hands shook and her insides quivered with anticipation. It seemed silly,
her need for her phone, but it was a lifeline to the only person who
could save her.
breath came in shallow pants as she slipped her hand inside. Sweat
dripped down her forehead as she closed her eyes and carefully felt
around for the familiar object. Wrapping her fingers tightly around her
phone, she pulled it from its confines and turned for the door.
on all fours, she crawled closer to freedom, stopping short of her
destination when the rustle of sheets made her blood to run cold.
Cautiously she turned and watched the sleeping form roll over to fondle
her now vacant space. When he grasped nothing but air, his eyes popped
open, scanning the room until he focused on her. His features contorted
when he let out a massive roar, and launched himself from the bed like a
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