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Stone and Sea
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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
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Stone and Sea
ISBN 9781419917455
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Stone and Sea Copyright © 2008 Cindy Spencer Pape
Edited by Helen Woodall.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication August 2008
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S TONE AND S EA
Cindy Spencer Pape
Dedication
This one is for Anny Cook, Lacey Thorn and Regina Carlysle, critique group
extraordinaire. And for Desirée Holt, a true and wonderful friend.
Trademark Acknowledgements
The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the
following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:
Beast: The X-Men, Marvel Characters, Inc.
Montreal Canadiens: Club de hockey Canadien, Inc
Porsche: Porsche AG Corporation of Germany
Toronto Maple Leafs: Maple Leaf Sports & Entertainment Ltd
Stone and Sea
Chapter One
If one more asshole customer hit on her, Marina swore she was going to take off one
of her stupid spike heeled pumps and stab him with it.
She could understand the tourists thinking that the showgirls or even the cocktail
waitresses were easy marks—though any idiot who’d been in Atlantic City more than a
day should know better on that score too. Those ladies worked too damn hard to have
time to fool around with shoe salesmen from Des Moines. But Mari was working at the
freaking hotel gift shop of the fabled Avalon Casino. What part of, “That sweatshirt is
thirty-five dollars plus tax,” did the morons think meant, “come and get me, Bubba?”
It was a damn good thing this job was only temporary. Another two weeks of this,
then she’d have her degree, and she’d never have to worry about working for minimum
wage again. She hoped. And no more off-the shoulder dresses with poufy skirts and
lace-up corsets, either. She sighed and picked up another handful of books to fill the
gaps on the shelves. Then she looked at the shiny bright cover of the Mary Stewart
paperback and smiled. Mari loved books almost as much as she hated high heels.
“Excuse me, miss.” The voice sent shivers down her spine, which was weird. It was
deep and carried the faintest trace of an accent. “Does the shop carry any actual
antiques?”
She turned from where she’d been stocking paperbacks toward the home décor
area. Most of it was cheesy souvenirs, but since the casino had an Arthurian theme
there were a few fake chalices and some half-decent dragon sculptures in the glass cases
along the wall.
“Not this shop,” she offered with the polite mix of apology and condescension
she’d mastered working in retail. The tone was her first line of defense against the
would-be Lotharios. Then she got a good look at the guy and wondered if maybe she
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