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Authors: Taige Crenshaw

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Unexpected Encounter (Singleton)

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Table of Contents

Legal Page

Title Page

Book Description

Dedication

Trademarks Acknowledgement

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

New Excerpt

About the Author

Publisher Page

A Totally Bound Publication

Unexpected Encounter

ISBN #
978-1-78430-084-5

©Copyright Taige Crenshaw 2014

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright June 2014

Edited by Rebecca Douglas

Totally Bound Publishing

 

This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

 

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, Totally Bound Publishing.

 

Applications should be addressed in the first instance, in writing, to Totally Bound Publishing. Unauthorised or restricted acts in relation to this publication may result in civil proceedings and/or criminal prosecution.

 

The author and illustrator have asserted their respective rights under the Copyright Designs and Patents Acts 1988 (as amended) to be identified as the author of this book and illustrator of the artwork.

 

Published in 2014 by Totally Bound Publishing,
Newland House, The Point, Weaver Road, Lincoln, LN6 3QN

 

 

Warning:

 

This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has a
heat rating
of
Totally Simmering
and a
Sexometer
of
2.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Singleton

 

UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER

 

 

Taige Crenshaw

 

Book four in the Singleton series

An
unexpected encounter leads to a lasting passion…

 

Lila Jarvis wasn’t prepared to be involved in a rescue after a long day at work. The man she saves is even more surprising and she has no idea what she is in for. From the moment they meet until she goes looking for him to check on him, she is thrown for a loop on what to do with Driscoll. She knows he is a famous singer, yet it’s the man who is tender, open and downright weird—he calls it eccentric—who has her coming back for more. He is like nothing she has experienced before. Lila has no idea where things are going, but she is willing to hold on for the ride with the man who pushes all her buttons.

 

Driscoll Jacobs knows that when life provides you with an opportunity you take it, make it yours and make sure it never leaves. No woman has made him feel like Lila does—on edge one moment then at ease the next. The sassy woman is a challenge he is looking forward to getting to know better. As he does he finds himself in circumstances he’s never been in before. She is in his blood and he doesn’t plan to let her go.

 

It started as a meeting neither expected, but with a determined man it will become much more than an unexpected encounter…

 

Dedication

 

 

To my mother, who has always been my number one fan. Because of
you,
I love to read and write.

To my big sister and second mother who has always believed in me.

 

Trademarks Acknowledgement

 

 

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

 

Honda Pilot: Honda Motor Co., Ltd.

Subaru Tribeca: Fuji Heavy Industries

Land Rover Discovery: Jaguar Land Rover

Misery
: Stephen King/Columbia Pictures

Bones
: Fox Broadcasting Company

Tango and Cash
: Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.

Superman: DC Comics

Skype: Microsoft Skype Division

Chapter One

 

 

 

Lila Jarvis pushed the CD into her player and when it started without a hitch she smiled. She took her hand off the wheel and patted the dash of her new, dark amber, metallic Honda Pilot. Inhaling deeply, she enjoyed the new car smell and was eager to get home to explore her vehicle. She gripped the wheel with both hands and hummed along with the Adele song playing on the CD.

“No more listening to the rattling of my car like it was ready to blow up for me. Love having a new car.” Lila laughed, then she sobered as she remembered her old SUV. “But I’m gonna miss driving Lancelot.”

Lila was pleased she had finally been able to decide between the Pilot and the Subaru Tribeca. Family, friends and co-workers had teased her for years about her crap car, telling her that she needed to shoot it and put it out of its misery. Although she had her new car, she still had Lancelot and wasn’t planning to give him up. He’d been with her through many of her life’s journeys and had been a gift from her dad, who was no longer alive. She clenched the wheel and didn’t go down that memory lane—instead she focused on the road ahead.

The sun was just setting on the horizon and Lila was so glad to be heading home at a decent hour. Lately work had been so busy, she hadn’t been arriving at her house until well into the night. Not wanting to hit heavy traffic, Lila turned onto one of the quieter streets. Driving, Lila grinned when she didn’t see anyone else on the road. Pressing the gas, Lila estimated she would be home in less than half an hour. She turned the sharp curve then slowed when she spotted the SUV before her. She appreciated the lines of the black Land Rover Discovery 4—she knew what vehicle it was because Lancelot was a Discovery 1. While shopping, she hadn’t even considered another Land Rover, not wanting to feel like she was cheating on Lancelot.

Suddenly the Rover in front of her swerved then flew off the side of the road. Lila slammed on the brakes, jerking forward against the seatbelt, her heart pounding. She was unable to believe what she had just seen. The sound of crunching metal reached her, then she saw the smoke coming from the ditch. Lila unbuckled her seatbelt with shaking hands. She clenched and unclenched them before she pushed open her door and got out. Breaking into a jog, she headed to the edge of the road. She paused at the top looking down at the Rover, which was smashed against a tree. She took out her cell then called it in.

“ME Jarvis, I want to report an accident off…”

She gave dispatch the details of where they were, as well as her credentials as the Head Medical Examiner of this area of Singleton. When the emergency operator said help was on the way, she disconnected the call. Although she knew they were coming, Lila wasn’t going to wait—she needed to check on the driver. Lila kicked off her high-heeled shoes then went down, ignoring the gravel, grass and other things digging into the bottom of her stocking-clad feet.

She approached the driver’s side, calling, “Are you okay?”

Lila cautiously went to the door and peered into the open window. A man was crumpled over the wheel, his face turned away from her, but she could see his blond hair. She frowned at the sight of feathers in his hair. A crackling sound made her look, then Lila’s eyes widened as she realized the smoke was flooding out of the hood. She turned and reached into the car and unlocked it before opening the door. For a second, she wondered about moving him if he was hurt, but she couldn’t take the chance of the Rover catching fire with him still in it. Lila glanced down and was glad she had worn a pantsuit today instead of the skirt suit she’d planned. She flexed her hands and prayed she would be able to pull the muscular man up the hill and away from danger. She was willowy but strong, and people usually underestimated her because of her stature.

Lila checked his pulse and, grateful it was steady, she started to move him out of the car. The man was silent and when his head flopped back, Lila scowled at the war paint that covered his entire face. Although the designs of the feathers looked Native American, from his hair color she didn’t think the man was of that ethnicity. His features confirmed it, but she had no idea why he would have those types of feathers in his hair or have on war paint. She pushed away her curiosity and focused on getting the man removed from the vehicle. She tugged him out and when he fell toward her she let him drop to the ground but braced him so he didn’t hit his head. Lila grunted at his weight, squatting low to hold him. She gently laid his head on the ground, noticing that his hair was braided in two and beads were throughout his hair. She checked him over for more injuries but couldn’t find any that were visible, so she breathed out, relieved.

Rolling her shoulders, she again clenched then relaxed her hands before sliding them under his shoulders to grip him before she started the painstaking task of getting him up the slope.

“Don’t you fucking die on me,” Lila chanted as she dragged the man up the incline, leaning low to get leverage.

“Christ, just let me die,” the man groaned.

She let him go, startled, not even knowing he had woken. He stared up at her with glazed dark blue eyes. He slid back down and Lila grabbed him before he got too far and started moving backward, pulling him along toward the top. His words made what she’d seen come into context—he’d deliberately driven off the road. Lila didn’t know why the man was trying to kill himself, but he wasn’t going to die on her watch.

“Not with you yelling at me in such dulcet tones,” he said dryly. “My head aches, you know.”

“What?” Lila screamed then blew out a breath, realizing she’d yelled.

“Maybe you don’t know it, but you said you thought I was trying to kill myself and that I wasn’t going to die on your watch.” The man blinked, his curly lashes briefly shading his eyes. “Although the sentiment is nice, you’re not able to predict if someone will die or not. Also, just for reference, if I wanted to kill myself, I wouldn’t do it in a car.”

“Why not?”

“Because there are many other more interesting ways to go.” He smirked. His full lips and that rakish tilt to them gave him an air of trouble.

“I don’t even want to know what you mean.” Lila continued her upward trek, breathing out slowly as she worked to get him up the incline.

“You know you want to ask,” the man taunted.

“Stop talking, I’m trying to save you.”

“And doing a stellar job too.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “For a willowy woman, you sure are strong.”

“Humph… I work out and eat my veggies.” She chuckled then stopped, frowning before glaring at the man. “Wait, you’re awake so why am I breaking my back pulling your heavy ass up a hill?”

“I thought you were working on your strength or cardio training or something.” He laughed then winced. “Fuck, my head. Help me up and I can walk up the hill.”

The demand in his tone made her stare at him then say softly, “You want to rephrase that in a more requesting manner?”

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