Samson (INSPIRED BY JUDGES #1) by Shawna Coleing EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Shawna Coleing
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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A MAN, six-foot-four, strong and brooding, closed his car door and looked
around at the semi-trailers that filled the yard.
He buttoned his suit jacket, which disguised his muscled frame, honed
by years of training and experience.
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After taking a deep breath, his face puckered in dismay. The warm, dry
notes of woods and resins that his cologne had infused into the cabin of his
BMW was now overpowered by the scent of steaming manure, unsurprising
considering the lowing that could be heard in the distance.
Metal clanged, echoing through the yard as he approached the abattoir
at a comfortable gait. The high walls of the building were streaked with rust
and grime made all the more dingy by the heavy gray clouds that had hung
in the sky for days.
His mind strayed to the chase that was coming. The rush hadn’t hit him
yet, but it would. No one who worked for Cramer was weak. These guys
were known for their relentless determination. It was a challenge he needed
after the sleepless night he’d had.
When he reached the glass door, his confident reflection stared back at
him. He smoothed a hand over his hair, smiled at himself, then entered.
The lobby was dreary with patches of threadbare carpet marking the
path to the reception desk, and the low hum of machinery vibrated the
walls.
The receptionist’s eyes lifted to him and widened as he strolled forward.
Her lips parted slightly before she smiled, plumping out her now-red
cheeks.
She was in her mid-twenties with a round face, made more prominent
by the tight ponytail that hadn’t had much thought put into it. Not until he
walked in. Now, she was ruthlessly tucking stray strands behind her ears
before pulling them back out again to frame her face.
“Good morning,” she said a little breathlessly.
“Hi there.” He leaned on the desk, tempting her closer. She obliged,
although she probably didn’t realize she was doing it. “I was wondering if it
would be possible to get a tour.”
“Oh, uh. A tour? They, um.” She swallowed, then cleared her throat,
slouching, then straightening. “Yes. I mean, maybe. They do tours on
Thursdays.”
“I’m afraid that won’t work for me.”
“You can book in a tour for a different day next week if you’re a
journalist or something. Are you?”
“No. I’m afraid not. And I’m not in town long. I’m flying to London on
Wednesday, so Thursday is definitely out of the question. My name’s
Samson, by the way.”
He held out his hand, and she quickly took it.
“I’m Paula.”
He squeezed her fingers lightly, not letting go.
“Paula…. Is that your grandmother’s ring?” he said, regarding the
diamond solitaire on her finger.
“How’d you know?”
“It’s an engagement ring. Old-fashioned.”
“What makes you think I’m not engaged?” She was trying to flirt, but
her tone was all wrong.
“You’re wearing it on your right hand, middle finger.”
“Oh…yeah.”
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