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Jenny Hits the Jackpot is my second e-book from Rebel Ink Press.
The idea hit me while playing the slot machine Hearts of Gold at an Indian Casino in Grande Ronde, Oregon.
Blurb Celebrating his latest success with a trip to Las Vegas, Business Tycoon Tyler Wells is in for the shock of his life. Electrocuted by a slot machine he finds himself suspended between life and death, facing the man who holds the key between Heaven and Hell. To save his soul Tyler will be sent on a mission to prevent a woman from taking her own life.
When her husband left her for another woman, Jenny Spencer was heartbroken. When her employer told her they were closing their doors for good, she was frustrated. But learning the man she’d fallen in love with is responsible for her employer’s demise leaves her devastated.
Will Tyler see the error of his ways in time to win back the woman he loves? Or will his pride condemn them both?
Slowly opening her eyes Jenny cringed. Still seeing spots from the bright light that had hit her right between the eyes, ears still buzzing with that ridiculous slot machine melody, it took a second for her to realize she was on the floor surrounded by curious on-lookers. The stool she’d been using was on its side and crouched down in front of her was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. Of course, she could be seeing things. The burst of light from the machine had caused her to see stars. Why not a sexy man, too?
“Easy,” he whispered taking hold of her arm. “Take it slow,” he added while helping her sit up. “Do you need a doctor?”
“You took a nasty spill from the chair. Are you hurt?”
His voice was as sexy as his face, causing her heart to gallop. Maybe I do need a doctor. “What…what happened,” she managed.
The dark haired sex god smiled brilliantly. “You just hit the jackpot.”
Jenny looked at the machine for the first time since falling off the stool. Lights were still flashing and the silly carnival tune surrounded them.
“Do these machines always flash such bright lights,” Jenny asked sex god. “For a minute I thought I’d been struck by lightning. I guess the shock of winning made me faint?” She looked away from the machine and spots still swam in front of her. The air seemed to crackle with electricity from the machine and Jenny thought maybe that was why she suddenly wanted to jump the stranger still holding onto her arm.
Looking directly at him Jenny demanded, “Who are you?”
He leaned in so that his lips were mere inches from her ear. “I’m your prize,” he whispered.
Jenny burst into uncontrollable laughter. When she could speak again she said, “That’s a good one.”
He just winked.
Remembering how she’d thought the man on the machine had winked at her Jenny frowned. No way!
Looking from the man to the slot machine and back, she shook her head. Absolutely not. “Has that line ever worked for you?”
At least he had enough pride to look embarrassed.
“Never,” he admitted. “But it doesn’t mean it isn’t true. I am your prize.”
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