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TAKING CONNOR
Copyright © 2015 Brandy Toler
www.bntoler.com
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To my Gracey:
You are strong. You are fierce. You are unstoppable.
I’m honored to be your mother.
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Acknowledgements
About the Author
Co
Other books by B.N. Toler
I’ve never met Co
As I wait outside the high chain linked fence rolled with barbed wire, I curse Blake’s name. I admonish myself, then raise my face to the sky and say, “Not really, babe. I love you.” You see, it was a dying man’s wish that I be here today to greet Co
Checking the time on my cell phone, I realize Co
Blake was very specific in his instructions. I was to wait outside the gate for Co
“Trust me, Demi,” Blake begged. “I would never put you in harm’s way.”
Maybe it was foolish to hope; the idea my husband would be one of the lucky transplant recipients to get a heart, and he’d be alive when Co
“Promise me you’ll be there for him, Demi. Please. He needs someone dependable, who won’t make him feel like he’s shit.”
“I promise.” I nodded as I squeezed his cool hand.
I would’ve promised him anything at that point. He was so ill and tired, and the last thing he needed to worry about was his convict cousin getting a ride to our home. But after Blake left us, his heart having failed before a donor was found, I committed to keeping that promise. Taking Co
And so, I’ve swallowed my fears, doubts, and any apprehension—or at least I’m trying to. I trust Blake; I have to. I have no idea what to expect when I see Co
A loud buzz blares from out of nowhere, causing me to jump, and the large gate just before the gate I’m standing in front of begins to slide open, screeching and groaning as it does. Wiping my palms on my jeans, I try to calm my nerves, reminding myself I’m doing this for my late husband who I loved dearly. But even that reasoning isn’t helping me swallow this pill. I’m about to ride twelve hours to Colorado with a released felon who killed a man. When the brown metal door from the processing office flies open, slamming against the brick of the wall behind it, my heart almost stops, and my eyes go wide.