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Kincaid Trilogy #3
Solitaire
When mining engineer Cat Kincaid was trapped in a cave-in, it was gently bullying Slade Donovan who talked her through the terrifying hours until her rescue. And it was slyly masterful Slade Donovan who spirited her home to his Texas ranch to heal.
Though drawn to Slade's rugged brand of courage, though warmed by his masculine attentions, Cat felt deeply, uncomfortably indebted to him. And now he needed her expertise to help him build an emerald mine. But would risking her life again earn merely his gratitude, when what she wanted was his love?
Though drawn to Slade's rugged brand of courage, though warmed by his masculine attentions, Cat felt deeply, uncomfortably indebted to him. And now he needed her expertise to help him build an emerald mine. But would risking her life again earn merely his gratitude, when what she wanted was his love?
- GenresCategory RomanceRomance
252 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published July 1, 1987
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About the author
Lindsay McKenna
359 books2,500 followersI've lived six lives in one and it all shows up in the books I write, one way or another.
I was always a risk taker and broke mustangs at thirteen years old in Oregon. I learn to break them with love, not threat or pain.
At 17 years old, I picked night-crawlers (worms) out in our Oregon orchards from 9pm to midnight, every night. I earned enough money to buy my school clothes and book. I also plunked down $600 to a flight company at the Medford, Oregon airport and asked them to teach me...a girl...to fly. I soloed in 12 hours, which is average. From that time until I left for the US Navy at 18, I had accrued 39 hours of flight time in my Cessna 150 single engine airplane.
I was in the US military and was an AG3 (weather forecaster). There was no airplane club, so I couldn't fly when I was in the Navy. But I could look at the clouds in the sky ;-).
Later, I flew in a B-52 bomber for a day and night mission (18 hours total), a T-38 Talon jet, USAF, where I was riding in a "chase plane" on a test flight in a Dragonfly jet.
I was one of the first AFLA (American Fencing League of America) women fencers to fence with epee and sabre. These weapons were closed to women because they were too 'heavy' for a female to handle. I said baloney and fought the males and won half my bouts. I was part of a surge of women fencers on the East Coast in the 1970's to push for equality in the sport. Together, we changed the sport and changed the mind of the men. Today? In the Olympics? Women now fence in foil, epee and sabre, thanks to what we did as a vanguard showing the world it could be done.
I then became a volunteer firefighter when I was a civilian once more, the first woman in an all - male fire department in West Point, Ohio for three years. I became a local expert not only in firefighting, driving the engine and tanker trunks, but also had training in hazardous material (Reynoldsburg Fire Academy, Columbus, OH).
My books always reflect what I experienced. If you like edgy, gritty, deeply and emotionally intense love stories with sympathetic heroes and heroines, check out my newest series that will be available mid-Oct. 2015, and it incorporates much of what I have lived.
I was always a risk taker and broke mustangs at thirteen years old in Oregon. I learn to break them with love, not threat or pain.
At 17 years old, I picked night-crawlers (worms) out in our Oregon orchards from 9pm to midnight, every night. I earned enough money to buy my school clothes and book. I also plunked down $600 to a flight company at the Medford, Oregon airport and asked them to teach me...a girl...to fly. I soloed in 12 hours, which is average. From that time until I left for the US Navy at 18, I had accrued 39 hours of flight time in my Cessna 150 single engine airplane.
I was in the US military and was an AG3 (weather forecaster). There was no airplane club, so I couldn't fly when I was in the Navy. But I could look at the clouds in the sky ;-).
Later, I flew in a B-52 bomber for a day and night mission (18 hours total), a T-38 Talon jet, USAF, where I was riding in a "chase plane" on a test flight in a Dragonfly jet.
I was one of the first AFLA (American Fencing League of America) women fencers to fence with epee and sabre. These weapons were closed to women because they were too 'heavy' for a female to handle. I said baloney and fought the males and won half my bouts. I was part of a surge of women fencers on the East Coast in the 1970's to push for equality in the sport. Together, we changed the sport and changed the mind of the men. Today? In the Olympics? Women now fence in foil, epee and sabre, thanks to what we did as a vanguard showing the world it could be done.
I then became a volunteer firefighter when I was a civilian once more, the first woman in an all - male fire department in West Point, Ohio for three years. I became a local expert not only in firefighting, driving the engine and tanker trunks, but also had training in hazardous material (Reynoldsburg Fire Academy, Columbus, OH).
My books always reflect what I experienced. If you like edgy, gritty, deeply and emotionally intense love stories with sympathetic heroes and heroines, check out my newest series that will be available mid-Oct. 2015, and it incorporates much of what I have lived.
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February 2, 2022
Mining engineer Cat Kincaid knows her work is dangerous, but she never imagined how frightening it would be when she's trapped after a cave-in. Hours after that occurs, she still recalls Slade Donovan's voice, who talked her through her terror until he and the rest of the crew were able to get to her and get her injured body to a hospital. But will her nightmares prevent her from working again?
Slade takes her home to his Texas ranch for the healing time she needs. After all, he's endured similar injuries as a mining explorer. And he needs Cat's expertise if he's to open a mine in Columbia that he hopes will yield emeralds.
As if her fears of another cave-in aren't bad enough, the bad guys who want to take the gems away are yet another "problem" that Slade says he can handle, but when they take Cat hostage, it's up to her to get away from them without dying in the process. Can she do it? Or will she and even Slade lose to the bad guys or to the potential for yet another cave-in?
Slade takes her home to his Texas ranch for the healing time she needs. After all, he's endured similar injuries as a mining explorer. And he needs Cat's expertise if he's to open a mine in Columbia that he hopes will yield emeralds.
As if her fears of another cave-in aren't bad enough, the bad guys who want to take the gems away are yet another "problem" that Slade says he can handle, but when they take Cat hostage, it's up to her to get away from them without dying in the process. Can she do it? Or will she and even Slade lose to the bad guys or to the potential for yet another cave-in?
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November 11, 2019This was a very interesting book, I would definitely read it again. I would recommend this book to anyone that is looking for a country romance with a mining twist.
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