It Takes Moxie

The Wild Rose Press

Heat Rating: Sweet
Word Count: 55,533
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It was supposed to be simple. Moxie Hamilton was going to kidnap an unsuspecting driver just long enough to get to an out-of-town train station and buy a ticket to Chicago. She didn’t factor in the stolen diamonds, being chased by a gun-wielding thug, or falling in love with her kidnap victim. The last one was probably one of her worst ideas, especially since she had a fiancé waiting for her in Chicago. Getting kidnapped wasn’t high on Ben Kincaid’s list of things to do, but that didn’t stop Moxie from pulling a gun on him and ordering him to take her out of town. From the steamy heat of St. Augustine, Florida to the crime-ridden streets of prohibition Chicago and everywhere in between, Ben and Moxie leave a trail of chaos in a cross-country caper that will change their lives forever.

It Takes Moxie
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It Takes Moxie

The Wild Rose Press

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Word Count: 55,533
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Funny how close she had gotten with Ben after only knowing him twenty-four hours. She knew she should be excited about getting on a train to go be with Vic, but instead of Vic's dark mysterious handsomeness, Ben's friendly, though slightly cynical-looking, face kept popping into her head.

Oh, well. Hopefully, she'd forget all about Ben once she was with Vic again.

She picked up her bag, squared her shoulders and tried to look confident as she left the ladies room. Her façade was shattered when someone grabbed her arm the second she walked out the door. A hand covered her mouth, but left her free arm available to swing her bag around and smash her assailant in the stomach. It was only after she heard the "oomph" that she realized she had just smacked Ben with her carpetbag. He released her mouth and grabbed at his injured middle.

"Gosh, Ben, what are you doing here? And why did you let me hit you with my bag?"

Ben struggled to catch his breath as he put his finger to his lips and motioned for her to be quiet. "Your friend Rico is in the station. He's hanging around the departure platform. I saw him walking down the street as I was driving off and thought you might need help. We've got to get you out of here."

"But what about my train?"

"You're not taking the train, not with that gorilla looking for you. I'll take you to Chicago. But first we have to get out of here without the watchdog seeing us."

"There's a window in the ladies room. We could climb out of that."

"You want me to climb through the ladies room window of the Waycross train station?"

"Why not? It's better than getting mixed up with Rico."

"I'm sure we can figure out a more dignified way to get out of here."

"While you're doing that, I'll climb out the window. It's only a matter of time before the train leaves and Rico starts scouting other parts of the station."

She reentered the bathroom, then turned to look behind her. "Well? Are you coming?"

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