THAT ONE MOMENT
by
PATTY WISEMAN
Genre: Fiction / Romantic Suspense
Date of Publication: May 8, 2017
Date of Publication: May 8, 2017
Number of Pages: 258
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Ricki Sheridan traveled a long way to seek refuge at Wolf Den’s Lodge high in the mountains after a devastating betrayal. Heartbroken, she signed up for a survivalist backpacking trip to live off the land and forget.
An injury on the first day puts her in the capable hands of the handsome trail boss, Kory Littleton. The attraction is instant, mutual, and terrifying. She trusted her emotions once and vowed never to make the same mistake again.
Kory’s heart, trampled and bruised, is unprepared to ever love again, until his unexpected reaction to Ricki reveals some things are worth taking a chance on.
When evil finds its way back into Ricki’s world, their fragile bond is tested, forcing them to face their greatest fear: can a wounded heart ever trust anew?
Betrayal. Desire. Revenge. Which one prevails?
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Praise for That One Moment:
“Patty Wiseman, as well as anyone and better than most, sure knows how to write the three basic ingredients of a page-turning and unforgettable novel: mystery, suspense, and romance.”
— Caleb & Linda Pirtle ~ Here Comes a Mystery
“It was pure perfection!”
— Jessa, Amazon Reviewer
“Author Patty Wiseman does a good job of injecting so much action into just the first two pages that I had high expectations for this story. And That One Moment does not disappoint.”
— Natasha Jackson for Readers’ Favorite
EXCERPT FROM THAT ONE MOMENT
by Patty Wiseman
Ricki Sheridan didn’t expect to die falling off a mountain ledge.
One misstep, a soft spot on the trail, and her leather hiking boot slipped over the edge, sending a shower of gravel over the jagged cliff.
Unbalanced and top-heavy, her scream echoed across the deep ravine like a wounded loon falling from the sky. She jerked the backpack to the right, dragged her left foot up the ridge, and fell against the rocky cliff gasping for air.
A misty fog wet her face and chilled her fingers while tendrils of fear snaked around every nerve. Breathe, Ricki, you didn’t go over. You’re okay.
She shrugged the pack off her shoulder and eased her already sore body onto the makeshift cushion. The trembling persisted, uncontrolled and violent.
Crap, a little too close for comfort.
Thankful no one witnessed the near disaster, she gulped the crisp mountain air to restore balance and quiet the pounding in her chest. A mixture of grit and sweat slid over one brow and stung her eye. The only thing available to erase the grime and unbidden tears was the sleeve of her faded denim shirt, which she hastily swiped across her face.
The pup tent on top of the pack slid to one side. She stood to re-center it, and mumbled, “This trip might be a bad idea. I should have stayed in Texas.”
A devastating betrayal found her on this mountain to help eradicate the pain from her mind. Ricki is a strong woman most times, but the most vulnerable aspect of her personality failed her, again. When it comes to men, she always chooses the wrong one. This time was the last straw, because this time it involved her best friend.
Another deep breath diminished the shaking. “Lucky I didn’t tumble down on top of the second team.”
“You all right?”
A deep male voice made her jump and spin around. Off balance again, she teetered to the right and kicked another spray of gravel over the edge.
The man reached out to steady her. “Whoa, let me help you.”
He was one of the trail bosses. She saw him at Wolf’s Den Lodge, noticed his ink black eyes and quick smile, but chose to hang back and keep her distance. When the group took to the trail, she decided to bring up the rear. As a result, she fell farther behind the others, but it suited her purpose. Her goal was to be alone. She aimed to keep it that way.
“Thanks, I’m fine, just tripped. Pack is a little off balance. I’ve got it covered.”
Her wanna-be rescuer ran a hand through thick, raven hair, assessed her with a glance, and said softly. “You look like you need a break.”
Overcome with a sudden awareness of her physical state, her hand went swiftly to her own disheveled mane. She smoothed the windblown tangles as best she could. “I said I could handle it. It’s steep here, that’s all. I was looking up instead of at the trail. No harm done.”
“What’s your name?”
She ducked her head. “Ricki Sheridan.”
He stretched out his hand. “We didn’t get to meet formally. I’m Kory Littleton, Trail Boss.”
“I know who you are.” The rude retort wasn’t natural to her, but necessary to keep the distance she coveted.
Award Winning Author Patty Wiseman is a native of the Seattle, Washington area and attended The Wesleyan College in Bartlesville Oklahoma. Northeast Texas is home now, along with her husband Ron. She is the president of East Texas Writer’s Association, a Lifetime Member of the Worldwide Who’s Who for Professional Women (and named VIP for 2013), and a member of the Northeast Texas Writer’s Organization, East Texas Writer’s Guild, and Texas Association of Authors.GIVEAWAY! GIVEAWAY! GIVEAWAY!
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