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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

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Jamie’s Cherub

ISBN # 1-4199-0306-3

Edited by: Mary Moran.

Cover art by Willo.

Electronic book Publication: November 2005

This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written

permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-

3502.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales

is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

Warning:

The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. Jamie’s Cherub has been

rated E–rotic by a minimum of three independent reviewers.

Ellora’s Cave Publishing offers three levels of Romantica™ reading entertainment: S (S-ensuous), E (E-

rotic), and X (X-treme).

S- ensuous love scenes are explicit and leave nothing to the imagination.

E- rotic love scenes are explicit, leave nothing to the imagination, and are high in volume per the overall

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J AMIE ’ S C HERUB

Gail Faulkner

Dedication

Sinclair, Char, Patti, Spence, Bonnie and especially John. All of you have added to

my life in a special way through your assistance with this manuscript.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the

following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Cadillac Escalade: General Motors Corporation

Cinderella: Disney Enterprises, Inc.

Kevlar: E. I. du Pont de Nemours and Company

Mack Truck: Mack Trucks, Inc.

Merry Maids: ServiceMaster Company

Jamie’s Cherub

Chapter One

Jamie MacKelvin ambled into the lovely old colonial church and glanced around. It

was the right address, but there was only one live body visible and she was

dangerously perched atop a tall ladder at the front. The ceiling wasn’t vaulted as high

as some of the more modern structures but, still, it was too high for the little human up

there with no one holding her ladder. As he silently moved down the aisle, his

appreciation grew for the enticing cherub industriously hanging filmy stuff up above

the altar. There was a heavy scent of lemon wood soap wafting off the rows of pews,

blinding his sense of smell for a few seconds before he neared her.

She was ridiculously high to be leaning over like that. He would have frowned if

the position hadn’t given him a look at the sweetest ass he’d ever seen. It was plump

and round and, well, something about it required he squeeze it. Then she twisted to

grab another do-dad from the tray on top of the ladder and he froze. As much from fear

any distraction would startle her as from the heart-stopping view she now gave him. In

that bent and twisted position, her waist disappeared and she was all tits and ass.

Saints preserve us! Her breasts were all the ass was and more. Much more. The

heavy, round globes strained her tank top and threatened to spill out as she grabbed her

item and swung back around. Didn’t the little daredevil realize how dangerous it was

to swing that much weight around up there? The ladder shifted and he used his

inherent speed to silently race up the aisle to grab it. She leaned over toward the wall

once more and continued her task.

In the dash to the ladder the beast within inhaled deeply and knowledge exploded

through his body. Mate! His unbelieving eyes widened in shock as he dragged in more

air. Her passionflower scent was a full-bodied aroma that wrapped its heady fragrance

around him with mouth-watering temptation. It kicked him in the groin as it unfolded

into the long-searched-for promise.

His hands closed over the ladder rails and he felt every molecule of his body

expand. The urge to howl was barely bitten back as he looked up at the only female

who could complete him. Searching for her had taken almost four human lifetimes.

Finding her here unexpectedly rocked him to the pit of the dark wolf he was. The

astonishing fact that she was endangering her life atop this ladder enraged him. She

was the most precious female on Earth! Didn’t she know she had no business taking her

luscious self up on such a dangerous thing as a tall ladder?

From below, the visual she presented was lush curves and an indistinct face.

However, her scent was all the identification he needed, the woman was his in every

way that mattered. A priceless gift he’d treasure until he died. There atop that ladder

stood every wish and hopeless daydream a lone wolf could ever have.

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