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  NATURAL LUST

  Madison Sevier

  Erotic Romance

  Secret Cravings Publishing

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  Copyright © 2013 Madison Sevier

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  Dedication

  This book is dedicated to my husband, Mike, the only man I’ve ever met who truly knows the meaning of the words; “To love, honor and cherish”. Thank you for loving and believing in me when no one else did, for pushing me to follow my dreams and for always supporting me in everything. Because of your incredible love, I can finally say one of my “brilliant” ideas worked. You’ve made the past fourteen years the best years of my life and because I always need to have the last word, I love you more!

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  NATURAL LUST

  Madison Sevier

  Copyright © 2013

  Chapter One

  “Kallie, this isn’t permanent. Just take a few days off. All of this should blow over in no time. Get some rest, relax and we’ll see you back here when you’re ready to get back to work.” Joseph Blake tried to keep his tone neutral, but Kallie wasn’t the type to go down without a fight and he prepared for the worst.

  “I don’t understand why I have to leave, and I’m always ready to work regardless of what is happening. Hello, I’m standing right here waiting to get to work on the many reviews on my desk. I’m not the lunatic causing these problems.” Kallie paced back and forth, her stilettos silent on the plush, beige carpet.

  “No you’re not. But we still have to do what’s best for the office. Having you here is only adding fuel to the fire.”

  Kallie Masters’ burning glare bore virtual holes into her boss as he leaned back in his ergonomic office chair with a sigh. She knew J.B. was right, but it still wasn’t fair. Kallie prided herself on her reviews and the fact that some lunatic was now threatening her office, and her impromptu family, was ridiculous! Why should she have to leave the job she loved because some asshat didn’t like what Kallie had said about his book? The man should be arrested! Anyone else in this country who had the balls to send threatening e-mails and letters with fingerprints, would be tossed in jail in a heartbeat. But not this douche-bag. Mr. Stanton Foley was untouchable. Meanwhile, Kallie got to live in fear and without work to keep her sane.

  “Fine, I’ll go. But something better be done about this jackass before I return. I can’t live like this. Any other author would get over it. It isn’t my fault Mr. Foley can’t accept constructive criticism.” Kallie shook her head, sending her long, blonde waves swaying back and forth.

  “Kallie, don’t take this the wrong way. I’m not defending Foley, but you did say “he should’ve spent his time writing toilet paper jingles instead of wasting our time with a flushable story.” I know you have the right to say whatever you want in your reviews, but I think maybe the stress of your workload has sent you over the edge. Your review dropped Foley’s sales by half and authors do not appreciate that. I understand his anger.” J.B. raised
his hand to silence Kallie, “But the fact remains, you need a break. You haven’t put out one review since this whole fiasco began. I can’t have my boat going down because you aren’t able to row. I need you in top form. Take a break.”

  Just like that Kallie was dismissed. She gathered a few essentials from her office and carried her laptop and purse and without so much as a backward glance, she marched right out the front door.

  “Boat? Seriously? I’m beginning to think J.B. is as much of an asshat as Foley,” she mumbled angrily to herself as she slammed the door behind her.

  * * * *

  Kallie packed a few essentials and everything she would need for the weekend. Yes, she was supposed to be relaxing, but reading and working relaxed her. If completing some reviews happened while she was out in the woods, so be it.

  During the six hour drive to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, she had time to cool down. Maybe J.B. was right. A few days in a cozy cabin would definitely revive her. She’d star gaze and spend some time with nature, neither of which she could do living in the big city.

  There was no need to stop at the cabin rental office because everything had been taken care of wirelessly. The owners sent her the code to unlock her weekend home through e-mail as soon as her payment went through. All she had to do was park and let herself in.

  The cabin itself was much larger than Kallie had anticipated. Aptly named The Playhouse, the two-story home exceeded her every expectation. In the center of the foyer, stood a large oak tree which the cabin appeared to have been built around. The cabin’s owners had adorned it’s trunk with tiny, white lights, much like the ones used at Christmas time and it gave the whole cabin a whimsical feel. As Kallie toured the mountaintop hideaway, she walked through two bedrooms, a living room, kitchen and two bathrooms. When she finished snooping inside, she opened the stained glass patio door and found the wrap-around deck sported a patio table and chairs complete with a grill and a hot tub. She then followed the wooden stairs to the lower level where another door led to a game room containing a flat screen TV, pool and shuffle board tables, as well as adequate seating for guests.

  “It’s absolutely perfect,” Kallie ran her hand over the smooth oak railing before she returned upstairs.

  Foregoing the chore of unpacking, Kallie donned her bikini, grabbed her beach bag and headed out to the resort’s guests only pool. J.B. said to relax and that’s what she would do. He’d never know her laptop and e-reader were going to keep her company while she tried to get a little summer coloring.

  Luckily, the pool was void of other visitors this time of day and Kallie chose a chaise in the center of the sprawling patio. She could stare at the mountain before her while she soaked up some sun and it felt like she had arrived at her very own paradise. Grateful for the serene location, she opened her laptop to check her email. Realizing quickly there was no wireless connection at her little oasis, she opted to write a review of another book she’d finished the night before. Kallie could save it and post it when she returned to her cabin later that evening.

  Twenty minutes later she was done. Next in line was a horror story by another as of yet unknown author. Kallie enjoyed reading debut work as much if not more than books by best-selling writers. Sometimes, the newer authors were actually better than veterans in the business. Helping a new-to-the-game author was one of Kallie’s favorite things about her job. Everyone deserved a fair shake and she made it her goal to bring exciting, new blood to an industry previously run with an iron clad fist.

  Egotistical authors like Foley were the bane of her career. They were so caught up in their own celebrity that they couldn’t handle it if their books received less than five stars. Just because an author had previous best-selling books didn’t make them all wonderful. It was Kallie’s job, her dream job, to honestly tell people what she thought about books and she planned to keep on doing so. No bully such as Foley was going to silence her.

  After reading the paranormal novella by a talented author Kallie had never heard of, she stretched and decided to take a quick break. As she sat there surrounded by the magnificent Smoky Mountains, she felt the tension fall away. Before she knew it she was awakened by a torrent of cold water falling across her body.

  “Aaaahhh! What the?” Kallie spitted and sputtered, trying to catch her breath.

  She grabbed her towel and dried her eyes off so she could smack whoever awakened her so rudely. What she saw sent anger rippling through her. There beside her, covered in water, was none other than her laptop and e-reader! Kallie frantically picked the soggy electronics up, shaking them as she tried desperately to save her beloved gadgets. It was no use, they were ruined.

  She spun around and found the jerk that had screwed up her relaxing weekend and set off with fire in her eyes. “I should kick his ass,” she mumbled.

  “Do you realize what you did? Hey! I’m speaking to you, Neanderthal. You just ruined my computer and my e-reader with your big, flamboyant antics.”

  The man continued to swim lap after lap across the large pool, never once giving attention to Kallie’s outburst.

  “Hello? Inconsiderate much?”

  Frustrated beyond belief, Kallie turned to retrieve her belongings. Just as she’d packed up her sunscreen, the man called, “Hi. How are you? I didn’t know anyone else was here. I’m…”

  Kallie cut him off as he stood in front of her with his hand outstretched, awaiting hers to shake. “You are the most idiotic man I have ever met! Do you realize what you’ve done? How dare you come over here all nicey-nice after the stunt you pulled?”

  “Sorry, but I have no idea what you’re talking about. Do I know you?”

  “No idea, huh? You have no idea what you did? Figures. Just like a man.”

  “Listen lady, I’m sorry that someone has evidently gotten you all riled up, but there’s no reason to take it out on me. I’m just here to swim. Sorry I bothered you.” He walked away shaking his head, sending drips of water from its dark ends. His well-toned backside wasn’t enough to tame Kallie’s anger though.

  “That’s right. Just walk away. Don’t worry about me. Don’t offer to pay for what you did. No worries, I will handle it myself.” Kallie proceeded to pack up her soggy belongings and muttered about assholes and senseless jerks.

  The man turned around asking, “Pay for what?”

  “Oh, now you want to know? Well, Mr. Pool God, for your information you ruined my laptop and my e-reader. They are currently full of the water you so kindly sent cascading over them.” Kallie pointed to the chaise lounge she’d occupied, now soaked and covered in water.

  “What are you talking about? Do you always talk in riddles?”

  “Ugh. Listen, just be a gentleman and at least offer to pay for the damages.”

  “Me? Why? You’re the one who apparently brought the gadgets to a pool. Did you ever stop to think that might not be the best idea?” The man toweled himself off, reminding Kallie of those guys in the shaving cream commercials on TV. Lean, rock-hard abs, asses women long to grab and that irritated her even more. The guy ruined her things and was a jerk. What the hell was she thinking getting all hot and bothered by some strange laptop murdering flake!

  “I brought them to an empty pool. No one was here. How was I to know a grown man would show up with a burning need to do a cannon-ball like a child?”

  “Maybe if you hadn’t been facing the other way, you would’ve seen me and moved your things. Why would you go to a pool and sit in a chair facing the opposite direction? I had no idea you were there.”

  “The direction I face is my business. For your information, the glare was preventing me from working. So I was enjoying the view of the mountain while I finished. I was quite content until I was so rudely awakened.”

  From across the patio, the guy’s cell phone rang to the tune of I’m Sexy and I Know It—further proof the guy was a complete sod. “Look, I really don’t know what you expect me to do about it and I’m late for an appointment. So, um, good luck with wha
tever, lady.”

  The man trotted to the other side of the pool, grabbed his sunglasses and a set of keys leaving Kallie stand there with a dripping laptop in her arms and her mouth wide open in shock.

  Chapter Two

  Kallie stomped into her cabin and tossed her laptop into the trash can. The warranty was expired and she knew it’d be futile to file a claim with the electronics company. The best she could hope for was that a store in town had another.

  “If I can’t find a suitable replacement here, it will have to wait until I get home. There goes any hope of getting any work done.”

  She hopped in the spacious shower and after a relaxing twenty-minutes under the incredible spray, she felt revived. Using the cabin’s complimentary plush towels, Kallie took her time patting dry. Once dressed, she padded downstairs to make a light supper for herself. Luckily, the refrigerator came fully stocked so she whipped up an omelet before settling in to watch some television.

  The famous town had their own television network specifically targeted toward visitors and often showed various educational programs about the prestigious, mountain haven. Kallie found a special presentation on a bear rescuing program named after the Appalachian Mountains and she was hooked. Anyone who took the time to care for wild animals, rehabilitating them and saving them warmed her heart. When it came to bears, Kallie was hooked and Tennessee had plenty of them. So, it was nice to see the majestic creatures were being sheltered and loved.