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Caught in the Storm with a Lennox (A Lennox in Love, #0)
Caught in the Storm with a Lennox (A Lennox in Love, #0)
Caught in the Storm with a Lennox (A Lennox in Love, #0)
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A blizzard is churning along the East coast. Emory didn't expect that the wind would blow a drop dead gorgeous gentleman right to her front doorsteps...

Emory McNeil is all prepared for the forecasted snowstorm heading for Atlanta, but nothing could prepare her for the man - Remington Lennox - standing at her door, needing to use her cell phone after he'd skidded off the road. She invites him inside and allows him to warm up and use her phone. She knows there's nowhere for him to go. Not in this weather. That means, he has to stay with her...

Remington said he was out searching for properties when he was caught in the storm and subsequently winded up at Emory's door.

Was he actually stranded? Yes.

Was he really searching for properties? Nope!

Is Emory McNeil really a stranger to him? Somewhat.

He knows her, and this seemingly chance encounter is anything but. He's a stranger to HER, but she's no stranger to HIM. In fact, Remington had been looking for her house all along…

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All the books in the Lennox in Love series are standalone novellas. Read them in any order you like.

Book 0 - Caught in the Storm With a Lennox (A Short Story Prequel to Claiming You)

Book 1 – Claiming You (Remington Lennox & Emory McNeil)

Book 2 – Making You My Business (Giovanni Lennox & Joelle Bannon)

Book 3 – Wishing That I Was Yours (Jessalyn Lennox & Spencer Wakefield)

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTina Martin
Release dateNov 6, 2016
ISBN9781540125910
Caught in the Storm with a Lennox (A Lennox in Love, #0)
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Tina Martin

TINA MARTIN is the author of over 80 romance, romantic suspense and women’s fiction titles and has been writing full-time since 2013. Readers praise Tina for her strong heroes, sweet heroines and beautifully crafted stories. When she’s not writing, Tina enjoys watching movies, traveling, cooking and spending time with her family. For more information, visit www.tinamartin.net

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    Caught in the Storm with a Lennox (A Lennox in Love, #0) - Tina Martin

    Caught in the Storm with a Lennox is the PREQUEL to the novella, Claiming You. My readers have expressed interest in knowing more details surrounding how Remington and Emory met so here is a SHORT STORY just for you!

    If you haven’t read Claiming You, Caught in the Storm with a Lennox is a good place to start.

    Enjoy!

    Short Story Synopsis

    A blizzard is churning along the East coast. Emory didn’t expect that the wind would blow a drop-dead gorgeous gentleman right to her front doorsteps...

    Emory McNeil is all prepared for the forecasted snow storm but nothing could prepare her for the man standing at her door, needing to use her cell phone after he’d skidded off the road. She invites him inside and allows him to warm up and use her phone. She knows there’s nowhere for him to go. Not in this weather. That means, he has to stay here. With her.

    Remington Lennox said he was out searching for properties when he was caught in the storm and subsequently winded up at her door. But what he sells her as a chance meeting is anything but. He’d been looking for Emory for quite some time...

    Chapter 1

    The knock at the door on the snowy, inclement day took Emory by surprise. She’d just stuffed two pieces of firewood in the wood-burning heater in her living room when the thumps at her front door jolted her. Who would be out in this kind of weather? A neighbor? Stranded motorist? Idiot, perhaps? Conditions had worsened just as meteorologists had warned on several news outlets earlier in the week. Earlier – when she actually had electricity. The heavy snow no doubt was a direct reason for the power outage and the crazy thing about that was, if it wasn’t for the snow, the temperature would have fallen well below freezing. She was thankful for that but still, forty degrees was anything but balmy. Bottom line – it was cold – too cold for anyone to be outside in this mess of a storm and especially too cold for somebody to be knocking on her door. Whoever it was had to have been either a fool or a desperate person. Maybe a little of both.

    Boom, boom, boom.

    The knocks persisted and her heartbeats suddenly seemed louder than normal. Wrapped in a long, white cardigan sweater, Emory crossed her arms, not because she was cold. She had the heater pumping out impressive waves of heat in the living room. She crossed her arms because she was scared – alone in a house during a storm while someone was banging on her door. She didn’t have many neighbors and she knew for a fact that the ones who lived the closest to her were staying with relatives.

    Boom, boom, boom!

    She jumped, actually trembled in her own house as she made her way to the front door. Jeez.

    Hello? Is anyone there?

    It was the voice of a man. Crap!

    Uh...who is it? she finally asked.

    I sort of wrecked my car and I need to use your phone.

    What does he mean he sort of wrecked his car? How do you sort of do anything? You either wrecked the car or you didn’t wreck the car. Simple as that.

    Did you hear me?

    Cautiously, Emory said, I heard you, but don’t you have a cell phone? Everybody had a cell phone. Toddlers were strapped with cell phones nowadays and he didn’t have one? A grown man? Who didn’t have a cell phone?

    I—I  do, but it’s not working. The storm must be interfering with the phone towers.

    Emory shook her head. While that was plausible, she still didn’t know whether she should open the door for the man or not. She didn’t want to leave him stranded but she also didn’t want to be tomorrow’s headline either:

    Woman found strangled to death in her home during epic Atlanta snowstorm...

    Are you still there? the man, asked. Hello?

    Give me a minute, she told him. Her stomach tightened in sheer panic mode. Whose idea was it to build these older homes without peepholes in the front doors? Then again, if there was a peephole, it probably would have been iced over, so she still wouldn’t be able to see the man. Couldn’t use her eyes to judge him, read him and maybe see something in him that exuded an I’m-not-going-to-kill-you vibe.

    She was already regretting unlocking the door but, feeling like her hand was forced, what else was she supposed to do? Leave the man out there to freeze to death? When she cracked the door open, listening as it creaked and whined, almost louder than the hurling wind outside, she saw a man standing there dressed to kill (she hoped not literally) in a black suit, covered in a layer of snowflakes. He wasn’t even trying to cover his head or nothing. He just let the snow dwindle down on him like he was used to it. Unfazed.

    Hi. Do you mind if I step inside for a moment?

    Come on in, Emory told him.

    He tried his best to flick the snow from his jacket and pants before he stepped inside. "You have it

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