Spark: Cottonwood Falls, #4

By Aliyah Burke

Sometimes that first touch is the only spark needed

Vance Hendrickson works hard at his garage, content with his life, right up until he gets a call that leads him into the life of one Kendria Bonher. She's running from something and he wants to protect her with a ferocity that stuns him.

Kendria is used to a different world than one gets in the small town of Cottonwood Falls, Georgia but finds herself falling not only for the town but the mechanic who makes her emotions race off the chart. Can his quiet confidence help her find the bit she needs to confront her past allowing her to have a future?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sensual Romance Publishing
• Release date: Jun 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781533752796

Aliyah Burke

Aliyah Burke is a USA Today Bestselling Author who’s an avid reader and never far from pen and paper (or the computer). She is happily married to a career military man. They are owned by three Borzoi. She spends her days at the day job, writing, and working with her dogs. She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached here. If you would like to be kept abreast of what's going on in the world of Aliyah, please join her newsletter: http://aliyah-burke.com/newsletter.htm and/or cozy newsletter: http://aliyah-burke.com/abnewsm.htm Other places to find her on social media are: Amazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.com/Aliyah-Burke/e/B007PQRFOQ Book Bub -  https://www.bookbub.com/authors/aliyah-burke Goodreads - https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/263660.Aliyah_Burke Website - http://www.aliyah-burke.com Facebook -  https://www.facebook.com/aliyah.burke.5  Facebook Author Page -  https://www.facebook.com/AliyahBurkeAuthor Pinterest - https://www.pinterest.com/aliyahburke5 Twitter -  https://twitter.com/AliyahBurke96 Instagram -  https://www.instagram.com/burke.aliyah

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Spark

SPARK

AN OPPOSITES ATTRACT, SMALL TOWN ROMANCE

COTTONWOOD FALLS

BOOK FOUR

ALIYAH BURKE

Sensual Romance Publishing

CONTENTS

Spark

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

About the Author

Additional Books by Aliyah Burke:

Spark

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SPARK

AN OPPOSITES ATTRACT, SMALL TOWN ROMANCE

Thanks so much to every reader who’s spent hard earned money on my stories. I appreciate it more than I can ever express. God Bless!

CHAPTER 1

The engine coughed and sputtered its last little bit then died. Much in the way of an actor over-exaggerating on the screen, as if he wanted to keep the camera and the audience on him just as long as he possibly could. Kendria Bonher swore, smacked the steering wheel, only to swear again as pain radiated up her arm, reminding her of the fracture in it. Dread welled up within her as she stole another look in the rearview.

The road behind her was empty. As was the road before her.

Tears of frustration gathered in the corners of her eyes. Exhaustion gnawed at her eyelids like hyenas on a carcass. She fought it. She still had to get to Atlanta and disappear in the city.

Joe would be after her. No doubt. The thought made her gut tense up and sweat to coat her palms.

I could really use you just turning over now, she muttered, in a partial prayer.

She tried the key to no avail. After checking her surroundings once more, she climbed out onto the two-lane country road. I should have stayed on the interstate. At least a cop would be by occasionally. Although, that could potentially backfire, as well.

Can’t even see where I am. Why? Because I have a dead cell phone and a dead car. Am I about to be killed by some crazy inbred family?

A rumble broke the relative silence around her. Every muscle in her body went rigid as alarm spiked through her. Had he found her already?

Fear had rooted her to the ground, the toes of her tennis shoes upon the raised edge of asphalt, her heels upon the dried grass. When a solitary bike roared into view, she breathed a bit easier, well aware Joe wouldn’t travel alone.

He would send someone out alone, though.

The motorcycle slowed to a stop before her. Kendria couldn’t hide her shock at the dark-skinned feminine face that met her after the black leather clad rider removed the helmet.

Everything all right here? Her words fell from her lips in a soft drawl.

Recovering, Kendria shook her head. Car problems. And a fractured arm. Would he send a black woman after me? He doesn’t have a lot of women working for him other than in a secretarial manner.

The woman rolled her bike off the road to the front of Kendria’s car, lowered the kickstand, and swung her leg over. Leaving the helmet on the seat, she came to Kendria’s side, a large smile on her face.

We’re not far from Cottonwood Falls. There’s a great mechanic there; he’ll get you all fixed up.

My cell’s dead.

I’ll give him a call and have him meet us at his garage. The day is too hot for me to leave you out here.

I have no wish to be an inconvenience.

She waved it away, and Kendria witnessed a brief flash of a tattoo with an anchor and a circle of some sort on it gracing the inside of her left wrist. Grab what you need. I’m on my way in, anyway, so it’s no inconvenience.

Kendria watched her unzip the leather jacket and withdraw a cell phone. At the car, she swiped her purse before reaching