Boomerang Love

Boomerang Love by Melissa Lopez

Thorns, Book 1

Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Release Date: January 2008
ISBN: 9781599988573

Take a walkabout on the wild side.

When you toss a boomerang, you know it will come back. But all bets are off when it's a lover you've let go.

Cohen Thorn and Hayleigh Davenport shared one night of wild sex neither of them can forget, then went their separate ways half a world apart. But now Hayleigh's back in Australia for one more weekend of passion. If she can't get this Outback rancher out of her system once and for all, she'll at least have memories to last a lifetime.

They've only got three days to steam up Sydney and the Outback, but in the place known as Never-Never, anything can happen. Soon they realize there's a powerful force drawing them together.

Is it simple lust, or lasting love?

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"Under a blazing Aussie sun things get very hot, especially if you're reading Melissa Lopez's Boomerang Love. A down to earth hero and a risk-taking heroine push things up a notch in a very sexy story with just the right touch of old-fashioned romance. Don't miss this one!"
—Award-winning author Emma Wildes


"Where to?" He turned the engine over.

Reaching out, he turned the radio on. The DJ announced the station's call letters, MIX 95.4, before the latest by the Dixie Chicks belted out.

Sated, she relaxed back against the seat. "I'm staying at the Potts Point Holiday Inn."

"Then the Potts Point it is." He smiled, his blue eyes sparking with emotion. He put the motor in gear and her heart jolted along with the truck as it started into motion.

A commercial came on, and Cohen scanned through the channels.

"I bet you're bad with a TV remote."

Though he didn't take his gaze from the road, she could tell he smiled. "Not if rugby's running."

Tickled, she rolled her head to watch the passing scenery. The lights blurred as they sped through the night.

"You a rugby fan? Your football?" He picked MIX 95.4 back up on the radio. An 80's classic played. One of the many one-hit wonders of that decade.

"Hmm, not really, but I think I'd enjoy watching a game with you." She sighed. "I've never had anyone teach me the rules. I played volleyball, and at one time, I had a mean serve."

"I can see you playing beach ball." They made a turn. "Never played many sports myself. Always preferred to be wrangling, tending the animals."

Station life had been briefly covered on her last visit. Still, there was so much she wanted to know about him.

The muscles in his arm tensed as they took a curve.

"I like animals. I had a cat." She wanted to find common ground besides the sex. She knew she shouldn't—it would just be more painful when it came time to leave—but she couldn't help herself.


"For twelve years. She had to be put down when I was in high school."

"Damn sorry to hear that."

"It's okay. It was her time to go. I sure did love her. My mom called her a demon." She grinned, remembering how the two hated each other.

"The station is overrun with animals. Horses, sheep, dogs and a few cats." He glanced her way. "Probably a demon or two in the bunch." The dashboard lit his grin before he looked back to the road.

"Your life sounds so interesting."

He grunted with a shrug. "You're just saying that because you haven't lived it. Give it a try, and I bet you'd say something else." He looked at her again and cleared his throat. "Bloody commercials." He reached out and switched the radio station again.

Hayleigh's teeth caught her lower lip. She'd give anything to see his station. Experience the outback for a single moment. To have a memory of his home to treasure.

But traveling to the outback was impossible, so she remained silent.

Sheryl Crow started up. Hayleigh sang alone while Cohen drove.

The rest of the ride passed quickly and just as peacefully. She'd never been quite so comfortable with a man before. Her heart kicked up at how comfortable. Odd, how sometimes people clicked.

Too bad she and Cohen lived worlds apart.