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    Free Fall (A sensual skydiving thrill ride)
    Free Fall (A sensual skydiving thrill ride)
    Free Fall (A sensual skydiving thrill ride)
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    Free Fall (A sensual skydiving thrill ride)

    By Jasmine Haynes

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    If you’re a fan of Bella Andre, Lora Leigh, Maya Banks, Jaci Burton, and Shayla Black, then tantalize yourself with Free Fall.

    Deanna Rain has always made the safe choice, taken the safe job, dated the safe guys. But now she just has to bust out of her self-imposed chains or she’ll die. She needs to do something wild and crazy. Something like skydiving. What could be riskier or more wild than jumping out of a plane? Jumping tandem with Cole Johnson, that’s what. But with Cole, the risk might very well be to her heart.

    Jumpmaster Cole Johnson is barely keeping his head above water. He’s supported his passion for skydiving by starting a parachuting school. But his bills are stacking up and his calendar is empty. Soon, he’ll have to close his doors to return to a nine-to-five job.

    When Deanna shows up for a tandem jump, Cole knows this is going to be his last lesson. And he plans to go out with a bang.

    Ask yourself, how much can happen in sixty seconds of free fall? Deanna and Cole are about to find out.

    Includes bonus material: excerpts from BABY, I'LL FIND YOU by Jennifer Skully (Jasmine Haynes writing as), DEAD TO THE MAX and KINKY NEIGHBORS by Jasmine Haynes.

    [Previously published in 2003 in the anthology Resolutions]

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJasmine Haynes
    Release dateApr 13, 2011
    ISBN9781452426754
    Free Fall (A sensual skydiving thrill ride)
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    Jasmine Haynes

    NY Times and USA Today Bestselling author Jasmine Haynes loves giving readers sexy, classy stories about real issues like growing older, facing divorce, starting over. Her books have passion, heart, humor, and happy endings, even if they aren't always traditional. She also writes gritty, paranormal mysteries in the Max Starr series. As Jennifer Skully, she writes laugh-out-loud romantic comedies laced with a heavy dose of mystery. Look for Jennifer’s new series written with Bella Andre, starting with Breathless in Love, The Maverick Billionaires Book 1. Having penned stories since the moment she learned to write, Jasmine now lives in the Redwoods of Northern California with her husband and their adorable nuisance of a cat who totally runs the household. Join her newsletter for updates on contests, new releases, and freebies by going to jasminehaynes.com.

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      Free Fall (A sensual skydiving thrill ride) - Jasmine Haynes

      FREE FALL

      A Skydiving Thrill Ride

      Jasmine Haynes

      Copyright 2011 Jasmine Haynes

      Cover design by Rosemary Gunn

      Image Used Under License from Shutterstock.com

      [Previously published in 2003]

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

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      Summary

      Deanna Rain has always made the safe choice, taken the safe job, dated the safe guys. But now she just has to bust out of her self-imposed chains or she’ll die. She needs to do something wild and crazy. Something like skydiving. What could be riskier or more wild than jumping out of a plane? Jumping tandem with Cole Johnson, that’s what. But with Cole, the risk might very well be to her heart.

      Jumpmaster Cole Johnson is barely keeping his head above water. He’s supported his passion for skydiving by starting a parachuting school. But his bills are stacking up and his calendar is empty. Soon, he’ll have to close his doors to return to a nine-to-five job.

      When Deanna shows up for a tandem jump, Cole knows this is going to be his last lesson. And he plans to go out with a bang.

      Ask yourself, how much can happen in sixty seconds of free fall? Deanna and Cole are about to find out.

      Author Note: This book contains explicit sex

      Chapter One

      Deanna, you’ve got it all wrong.

      She didn’t mind being told she was wrong. She just minded being told so an idiot who had his head where the sun didn’t shine. Even if he was her boss.

      Deanna took one more deep breath, exhaled, and really, truly, seriously considered what was going to come out of her mouth. After all, this was her boss and placating him was line item number one in her job description. It would be so much easier if he wasn’t such a miserable bastard with the IQ of a gnat. And the ego of a politician.

      George, I’d like to direct your attention to the fourth paragraph on page two. Her head pounded, her eyeballs ached, and her throat was scratchy from the number of times she’d directed him to that very same paragraph in the last three hours. This had gone beyond her usual boredom and become total insanity. With that wording, the agent gets paid fifteen thousand a quarter with or without producing any revenue.

      George Dillman adjusted his bifocals and shifted the contract in front of him. Dillman, oh she could make a nice play on words with that one, something involving dill and hole. If she didn’t have a mortgage payment to make, she’d have said it to his face. On her way out the door.

      Why don’t we read it aloud, she urged, as if talking to a five-year-old.

      I understand your concern, Deanna...

      She didn’t hear the rest. She knew the refrain by heart. Was a house worth this agony?

      Why don’t we take a little bio break here, George, and you can think about it. While your head is in the toilet. If you still feel that the wording is correct, then we’ll just agree...to disagree. How does that sound?

      Because if she didn’t get out of this room, she’d commit murder. It wasn’t her money on the line, nor her job at stake, and she wasn’t the one who had to sign the contract, but she hated needless waste like this.

      George wrinkled his nose in disgust that she could have mentioned bio-anything. She needed water. She needed Triple Strength Excedrin. God, she needed a new job. Amend that, she needed a new life.

      I’ll be right back, she said, opening the door and waggling her fingers at him.

      Three hours. Three hours. She had customers to call, shipments to check on, and still more contracts to review. This is not my life. But whose life was it anymore? A nice secure job at Spruce Electronix, a large manufacturing firm in Silicon Valley, had seemed like the way to go ten years ago when she’d graduated from college, especially as she was from the San Francisco Bay Area. But ten years was a helluva long time, and now? She was close to saying she’d made a big mistake, very close.

      Deanna slammed open the bathroom door. TGIF. She needed the weekend to recuperate. Wetting a paper towel, she dabbed her face, uncaring of the damage it might do to her makeup. Droplets splashed her frilly silk blouse. She stepped back, patting at the material with a dry towel. God, who was that woman in the mirror? She’d never worn pink in college, at least not unless it was florescent and glowed in the dark. But here she was, dressed in a conservative below-the-knee, A-line skirt, a damn bow at her throat, and her long hair pulled back in a skintight bun at the nape of her neck. Oh my God, I’ve become my mother.

      If she hadn’t had last minute jitters a month ago, just before New Year’s, she’d have married the very nice man her mother had picked for her.

      After taking care of the necessary biological functions, Deanna quenched her raging thirst at the water cooler. Then she girded her loins for the next Dillho...Dillman confrontation.

      Outside his office, George leaned over Jill’s shoulder, pudgy finger pointing to something on the desk in front of her. His administrative aide leaned far to the left in her chair to avoid physical contact.

      Deanna picked up his words as she closed in on the desk. You’ve made several typos here that could have cost the company over fifteen thousand dollars a quarter if I hadn’t caught them.

      The nerve of the man. He was actually blaming Jill for his own mistake. Deanna didn’t feel the thrill of victory in winning the battle.

      Jill, however, was no airhead, despite her naturally blonde hair. She pulled out a file folder, opening it flat on the desk.

      That’s exactly what you wrote, she said as Deanna stopped in front of them. Remember I asked you if that’s what you really wanted to say?

      You go, girl. Deanna silently applauded.

      George looked up at her over the rim of his bifocals. Busted, George, busted, busted, busted.

      Deanna, I need those month-to-date figures for my sales meeting in five minutes. You’ve wasted enough time on this issue already.

      Yes, George. I’ll send you the file right away, George. Dillhole. She’d sent the file to him that morning, but she sometimes doubted he even knew how to access his own e-mail account.

      Back in her office, she sat down in front of her computer, then zipped off another e-mail to him. That done, she leaned back in her chair, just to start breathing again.

      She’d given up her dreams for this? She’d chosen the business route in college instead of an Arts degree in Photography. Look where it had gotten her. She hadn’t touched her camera in more years than she could remember—did it even work anymore?—and she was bored out of her mind working for an imbecile. God, she needed something new, something different. Something wild.

      Something like her New Year’s resolution. She’d made it on a whim, because she couldn’t think of anything noble that she could even hope to achieve. Solving world hunger had seemed too daunting.

      Something wild. Yes. She hadn’t really thought she’d accomplish the resolution, but suddenly the idea had such appeal that she leaned forward and tapped her keyboard, entering the Internet. Another quick series of taps, and she’d typed the word skydiving. What could be more wild than to

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