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Kaye Chambers - Tiger by the Tail (On the Prowl), New folder 1
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Tiger by the Tail
Kaye Chambers
Dedication
To my husband, Jason,
Who doesn’t understand the need to write and dream, but supports it anyway.
To Melissa,
Who does understand and encouraged me despite everything.
To Josie,
Who read this as it was written and told me when it didn’t work.
To CJ,
Who kept me on track when I faltered with her honesty.
To Caite, Eva and Michelle,
Who dreamed with me and helped me make my characters into real people.
To Kimberly,
Who opened my eyes to the possibilities and held my hand when fear held me back.
To the Samhain Staff—especially Angie,
Who helped me cross off something on my lifetime goal list.
A special thank-you to you all for making this book possible.
Tiger by the Tail
Chapter One
Anxiety is a bitch of monumental proportions. Even as my stomach churned, I felt
the sharp excitement of the night riding hard on the dusk as the limo rolled smoothly
through the countryside. My escort had been nothing but correct when he’d arrived to
pick me up. The driver had been courteous when he’d bowed as he opened the door. No,
the problem was totally me. This was the first time in the twenty years since my family
had been formally shunned that I’d ever been invited to partake of my birthright. Tonight
I would be stared at, gossiped about, compared and found wanting.
Why was I so excited? Because I had never gotten to dance under the moon like I
longed to do. Silly, I know, but there it is. Since my first run as a tiger at fourteen, I’d
longed for a night like tonight.
Rolling marshes began to unfold as I reclined on the luxurious leather seats. For the
first time, I began to wonder exactly where Meriwether Plantation was. The invitation
hadn’t mentioned the exact location and the handwritten note attached had advised me
that the driver would ensure I was delivered promptly. Nervous energy danced across my
skin and I forced myself to breathe. The digital clock set into the fine wood on the
overhead console told me we were already late. Punching the call button on the armrest, I
waited patiently.
“Yes, ma’am?”
The window between the back and the front seat slid silently down. The driver’s
green eyes glanced up to meet mine in the mirror, but it was my escort who answered the
call. His face hinted at exotic roots, but his voice was so carefully neutral only his lack of
a drawl told me he wasn’t a native to the South.
“Is it much further? We seem to be running behind.”
I tried to make it sound nice and polite, but knew the edginess invaded my tone. He
heard it, too, and an answering humor danced back at me when he replied.
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