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      Dear Reader,

      Ideas for books come from everywhere. The idea for this book actually came from personal experience. Anyone who knows me knows I have no sense of direction. I can get turned around in a huge discount store and have to stop and ask someone how to find the exit! I have taken many a detour in my travels, some of which have led to meeting interesting people and discovering beautiful faces. (Of course, some of them also lead to lots of frustration.)

      My husband, a man who was born with an internal compass, is amazed at how easily I get lost, but he’s learned to live with it. I’ve long wanted to write about a directionally challenged woman and an always-knows-where-he’s-headed man who learn to love each other. So here it is. I hope you enjoy Marlee and Craig’s story.

      And if you ever see me driving aimlessly down a street near you, take pity and offer to give me directions!

      Cindi Myers

      P.S. I love to hear from readers. Write me at P.O. Box 991, Bailey, CO 80421 or e-mail [email protected]. Visit me on the Web at www.CindiMyers.com.

      Take deep breaths. There’s no need to panic.

      Marlee gripped the steering wheel so tightly her fingers were pratically fused to the leather. She gnawed her lower lip and tried to think calming thoughts.

      Except that she didn’t have a clue where she was, or even if she was headed in the right direction. She glanced over at Craig, still sleeping, snoring softly. Thank God he wasn’t awake to witness this.

      She’d done fine for the first hour or so driving. Then one of those nasty orange signs had popped up on the side of the road. Detour.

      She’d told herself she could handle it, she just had to follow the signs. No problem.

      Except she must have missed one of the signs, or maybe they’d forgotten to put one out. By that point she’d made two or three turns and had been completely confused.

      So she’d guessed. A dangerous proposition, but the only other alternative was to wake Craig. And admit that she’d gotten lost. In the middle of nowhere. Not anywhere close to his precious planned route.

      And what self-respecting woman wanted to do that?

      Detour Ahead

      Cindi Myers

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      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

      Cindi Myers believes in love at first sight, good chocolate, cold champagne, that people who don’t like animals can’t be trusted and that God obviously has a sense of humor. She also believes in writing fun, sexy romances about people she hopes readers will fall in love with. In addition to writing, Cindi enjoys reading, quilting, gardening, hiking and downhill skiing. She lives in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado with her husband (whom she met on a blind date and agreed to marry six weeks later) and two spoiled dogs.

      Books by Cindi Myers

      HARLEQUIN FLIPSIDE

      10—LIFE ACCORDING TO LUCY

      20—WHAT PHOEBE WANTS

      HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION

      902—IT’S A GUY THING!

      935—SAY YOU WANT ME

      HARLEQUIN BLAZE

      82—JUST 4 PLAY

      118—RUMOR HAS IT

      149—TAKING IT ALL OFF

      168—GOOD, BAD…BETTER

      Contents

       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

       Epilogue

      1

      THOSE OF YOU who’ve been following this Web diary for a while know that I am somewhat directionally impaired. In fact, you may recall I began this blog as a way of sharing some of my more interesting adventures while deviating from my original route—in other words, crazy things that happened to me while getting lost.

      But my latest attempt to find my way in unfamiliar surroundings has landed me in hot water. I’m almost embarrassed to admit it here, but then, when have I ever held anything back from you, my faithful readers?

      I lost my license.

      I don’t mean I’ve misplaced the thing and can’t find it. I mean it was taken away from me. Pulled. I’m no longer a legal driver.

      I was driving the wrong way down a one-way street and…And the traffic court judge took one look at the points on my driving record and confiscated my license. It wouldn’t have been so bad if I hadn’t racked up all those speeding tickets, too. And if I hadn’t been cited two other times for carelessness behind the wheel. Can I help it if I make a few wrong turns sometimes?

      Maybe it’s like my friend Susan

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