Hostage

LizBeth's life somewhat resembles a circus, running from place to place with a challenging career and a young daughter. When she manages to swing some much needed time off, she and her daughter take a cruise, where Lizbeth meets a man who is intriguing and mysterious. Oozing charm, he easily wins her heart. Lizbeth has no idea what she has stumbled into with the handsome stranger, until the night when her daughter is nowhere to be found. Excerpt: As Sara opened the door to her suite, she glanced down the hallway to see if Lizbeth were watching her before opening the door all the way. She quickly closed it behind her and went to Kevin. "Kevin, wake up. It's Sara." She gently pushed his hair back and lightly pressed her lips to his forehead. "You'll be okay, my darling. We'll be home very soon." She unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra, pulled the blanket around her and pressed her naked breasts to Kevin's chest. Her nipples grew hard as they nestled into Kevin's chest hair. "Isn't this nice, just the two of us?" Kevin managed to open his eyes just a little, but Sara was blurry to him. She looked at him and then she kissed his lips. She didn't mind that he was too out-of-it to kiss back. She never minded. She loved the feeling of his lips on hers. She reached a hand down to Kevin's jeans. He was always ready when she touched him. But tonight he was not and she knew that it was because of Lizbeth. She had taken everything from him and Sara would not allow that to happen again. "I need to go now, Kevin." She pulled the two cups of her bra together with a snap, buttoned her blouse, and tucked the blanket around Kevin. The medication had really knocked him out tonight. A feeling of fear engulfed her. He had been drinking earlier with Lizbeth. Of course he had been. Lizbeth had gotten him drunk and taken advantage of him and now the man was barely conscious. Sara would die if something was to happen to Kevin, but if it did she could easily pin it on Lizbeth. She was the newcomer.