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In Hollywood she met and fell in love with James Tucker Winthrop, heir to the Winthrop Hotel fortune. But no matter how far around the world she flies, Birdie is always drawn back to her first love, Luke, a cattle rancher in Montana ... the place Birdie calls home.
On a break from filming, Birdie and Tucker venture back to Montana to meet Luke and his kin, but Birdie’s vacation isn’t relaxing when her mother shows up to wreak havoc in Birdie’s life. Will Birdie’s men be able to save their Queen?
Nickie Jamison
Nicole “Nickie” Jamison wrote her first full-length novel at age ten—that creative endeavor sparked the desire to begin her writing career. Her stories dabble in and blend many different genres; science fiction, fantasy, romance, contemporary, poetry, horror, and whatever else captures her interest. For more information, visit oopswrongcookie.com.
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Open Sky - Nickie Jamison
Open Sky
By Nickie Jamison
Published by JMS Books LLC
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Copyright 2018 Nickie Jamison
ISBN 9781634866101
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Published in the United States of America.
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For my darling-baby-buggy-bumper-boo.
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Open Sky
By Nickie Jamison
The food in first class was more than a step up from coach. It was like going from eating fast food hamburgers to dining on filet mignon. No real comparison. Every time Birdie ate a bite of steak, her eyes rolled back and she exhaled with sheer bliss.
Red meat is so bad for you.
Tucker groaned as a cherry tomato zipped away from the tongs of his fork and landed in his lap, leaving a blotch of red wine vinaigrette dressing on the left thigh of his jeans. The dark brown curls of his hair bounced with the movement of his shoulder as he blotted at the spot with the linen napkin.
We’re going to a cattle ranch, remember?
Birdie shoved another slice of meat into her mouth and glared at her boyfriend. Tucker James Winthrop, heir to the Winthrop Hospitalities empire, was caring, affectionate, and level-headed guy—except when he was being an ass. Birdie blamed Tucker’s disposition on his lonely childhood.
Tucker’s grass green eyes caught the light when he looked up at her and she could see the tiny flecks of silvery gray woven into his irises, the beautifully delicate tapestry of his soul. Birdie was sure if she ever stared into Tucker’s eyes too long, she’d lose herself. Even though he was outwardly a strictly business type, suits and numbers, Tucker had the eyes of a free spirit.
Birdie chewed slowly, trying to decide if Tucker coming with her to Montana had been such a stellar idea. Everyone back home wanted to meet the city-slicker who’d wrangled himself a country girl. Birdie didn’t have a family, she had a tribe—the Johnsons—and they were all excited to meet her new man.
Her biological family was nothing like her chosen family. The only thing that Birdie knew about her father was that he came from New Orleans. Her mother, Selena Bird, was a teenager that couldn’t wait to get off the reservation and ran away from home. According to Birdie’s gramma, Selena took off when she was fourteen and when she came back, was six months pregnant and cracked out. When Birdie was born later that year, her mother gave the nurses the stupidest name she could think of: Mary Betty-Lou Bird. Thank God Grandpa nicknamed her Birdie, because Birdie hated her given name with a passion.
Two weeks after giving birth, Selena took off again. Birdie wasn’t sure if her mother was still alive or where she was as she’d only seen the woman twice in her life. Once when she came back to town for Grandpa’s funeral when Birdie was five years old and again during Birdie’s high school graduation. If it hadn’t been for Helen Johnson, Birdie wouldn’t have known who the woman with tired eyes and long stringy black hair loitering by the bleachers was.
Birdie remembered how hot graduation day had been. The noon-time sun was relentless in June. Sitting on the metal folding chair, her hairspray-heavy curls wilting like flowers after two weeks without water and her makeup degrading into a sticky mess, sweating in places she didn’t know she could. Waiting for the principal to call her name was damn near torture. Birdie’s slowly melting misery was compounded by the stink of teenage boys wearing