Becca Kaye

Twice a Gypsy Becca Kaye

TWICE A GYPSYIt was all a mess and Erin Fischer found himself right in the middle of the chaos. He had come to San Diego to escape his own horrors and found himself trapped in another escapade just as bad. No, it was worse. He found himself in a god-awful muddle; two horrible relationships twisting around him. They dipped and tangled until he was no longer sure . . . if they really were two different problems . . . nor how it had become his job to detangle them. Gabrelle, no, Jane Gabrelle Briggs . . . was at the top of his list of things to figure out. Who was she? Was she the casual fling his twin brother claimed her to be? He did not think so. One look at her and the boy . . . the boy . . . yes, that was the beginning of where Erin felt his heart pull away from what his eyes saw, pull away from what his brain logically took in and concluded. The boy, Trent . . . could have been his. Should have been his. The boy's mother would do anything . . . anything for her son. But did anything include stripping, exotic dancing, being a mule for some very bad people. Yes, for the boy, she would. But did she? Had she? Was she involved? He had to find out. She brought out strange feeling in him. Haunting memories and almost forgotten feelings. Memories of a time long ago. He had never given reincarnation a moment's consideration. But these people, the Gypsies, her chosen family . . . it was as if he knew them. It was as if they had done . . . all this once before . . . and he remembered it. That time, she died and it had almost killed him. This time, he had to save her. But from who?