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Sheltering Charlotte by Elle James
Passions ignite between a cop and a city girl trapped in a cellar while a storm ravages Hellfire, Texas
Excerpt from “Sheltering Charlotte”…
A heavy roaring sound, accompanied by sideways rain, made him glance toward the end of Main Street.
That’s when he saw it. A wide funnel cloud, pounding the earth, spinning everything up in its path, headed straight for Hellfire. Sheets of mangled tin roofing, boards, huge tree branches were caught up in the funnel and flung outward.
With only seconds to spare, Logan burst through the front door of the old house.
Charlotte stood behind a heavy sander, holding tightly to the handles as it ate at the finish on the floor. She’d gone the length of the room several times, with dust making the air murky.
Her back to the door, she hadn’t heard him enter.
Logan grabbed the cord to the sander and yanked it out of the electrical socket. The sander spun to a stop.
Charlotte fiddled with the on switch, trying to make it start again.
Logan was halfway across the floor when she finally turned. Her eyes widened. “Logan? What the hell?”
He didn’t have time to explain. Having visited the house so many times in his teens, he knew where the storm cellar was. He grabbed Charlotte’s hand. “Let’s go!”
“What’s wrong?” she cried out as he dragged her through the living room into the kitchen. Already, he could hear the wind wailing at the windows and the roof.
“Tornado!” he yelled above the roar of the funnel cloud bearing down on their small town.
Charlotte pulled an earplug out of her ear and ripped the mask off her face. “What?”
“Tornado!” he yelled again as he reached for the heavy metal door of the storm cellar, leading off the back door of the kitchen. He dragged it open and pushed Charlotte toward the stairs. “Go! Go! Go!”
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