Full Measure [Mastering Holly Oaks] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

Mastering Holly Oaks

Full Measure

Katherine Haynes is a woman who knows infidelity and insecurity. She’s pulled herself from debt and divorce to start a new life across the country. When her new bosses bring her to a club and introduce her to Mac and Jay, her life changes even more.

Mac Dunna and Jay Reynolds are in a loving D/s relationship, but they crave a woman to complete their life. Kat is everything they could imagine. They must show her that her insecurities about relationships and her health condition won’t be enough to keep them from her.

As their love heats up and Kat’s confidence grows, a stalker becomes determined to get rid of her. With her lovers by her side, she’s prepared to do anything to have the future they offer, even if it means risking her life. Will Kat find love and the new life she’s looking for, or will her stalker cut her future short?

Genre:
BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre

Length:
59,588 words
 

Mastering Holly Oaks

Rayna Stone

MENAGE AMOUR

Siren Publishing, Inc.

www.SirenPublishing.com

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FULL MEASURE

E-book ISBN: 978-1-61926-914-9

First E-book Publication: August 2012

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I’d like to dedicate this book to my husband. He has supported all my hopes and dreams since we met in college…no matter how outlandish they may have been. Thank you, my love, for believing in me. Thank you most of all for entertaining the kids so I could write without the constant interruptions and diaper changes!

I’d also like to thank my mother who not only encouraged me, but read every word along the way and gave me her opinion. Thanks for having an open mind, Mom. I cherish our friendship, trying as I know I must be at times.

Finally, I’d like to thank Sophie Oak. As a new author, I thought to seek some advice from the woman whose work I have adored for some time now. I am grateful for all the advice and encouragement she has offered over the months. She is not only a talented story teller, but a generous human being. Thank you so much for taking the time to encourage a stranger, Sophie. You’ll never know how much that means to me.

FULL MEASURE

Mastering Holly Oaks

RAYNA STONE

Copyright © 2012

It was just an interview. Well, that sounded a whole lot better to Kat than acknowledging that this job was make or break for her. After the divorce, it took six years of hard work and ramen noodles to pay off her student loans. She finally had a chance for a fresh start. Maybe even happiness. Well, she was going to reach for it with everything she had. A new town, new job, and hopefully new friends were exactly what she needed. If she could just get the damn car door open and not fuck up this interview.

The Holly Oaks Veterinary Clinic was the only vet clinic in this small Colorado town. Kat was sick of big cities, sick of feeling like they just swallowed her whole. She’d wanted to live in the wide-open spaces of Colorado since forever, and this seemed like the perfect place for friendly faces and beautiful scenery. The only problem with that was, of course, small towns didn’t really have a lot of employment opportunities for vet techs.

Kat spent her last dime just getting out here. She had no clue what she’d do if she didn’t land this job. She really preferred to work with animals. With a snort, she admitted that she was much more comfortable with animals than people. Her ex had let her know plenty of times that she had the social skills of an ant, the bastard. At least ants seemed to take care of each other. Kat hadn’t really felt taken care of since her parents died when she was sixteen and she was sent to live with her aunt and uncle. She loved them dearly, and was grateful for the sacrifices they made to help her, but she always felt more like a responsibility than a member of the family.

Mark had seemed like the perfect man when she met him in college. She thought she would have a husband and some kids, maybe a dog or two. Things didn’t quite turn out that way. Not long after they were married, Mark began treating her like a nuisance to be tolerated, not a cherished wife. Instead of the safety and love she yearned for, she began to feel utterly inadequate and alone. Then she found out Mr. Perfect was cheating on her and planning for divorce. Well, so much for her friggin’ fairy tale. At least now she was free to live her life and not worry all the time if she measured up. Having nobody to tell her she was loved was better than having someone who just didn’t bother to say anything. And she didn’t need anyone to take care of her, either. She’d seen and experienced how love could just vanish. She had no desire to go there again.

Deciding she had thrown enough of a mental pity party, Kat pulled in a deep breath and refocused on her interview. She could do this. She knew she was a damn good vet tech, and she knew how to handle veterinarians. She didn’t know much about this town yet, but she damn well would get this job and make a life here, provided she didn’t vomit all over herself before she showed them how kick-ass she could be.

Suit nicely pressed, check. Hair in place, check. Makeup
,
well
,
at least
she was
wearing some. Getting out of the car, Kat took a deep breath of the clean Colorado air and marched into the building. The reception area was
thankfully
clean and orderly
.
Two
clients were waiting
patiently
for their appointment. She calmly walked to the desk and introduced herself. The woman behind the desk gave her the once
-
over and told her to take a seat. Kat noticed the blond
e
seemed pleased that the new interviewee didn’t pose a threat to her obvious status as clinic beauty. Kat could swear that there wasn’t much about the woman that wasn’t purchased and surgically installed. Jesus, how did one even maneuver with boobs that big
? T
hose lips
were definitely
not natural
,
either. Kat was stunned she didn’t speak like a toddler with a lisp.

Okay, just because her self
-
image was in the crapper didn’t give her license to judge
N
urse Barbie. She needed to focus and relax. Looking to her left
,
she noticed that the kitten in its carrier was shaking in fear.
’
Course, there
was
a
r
ottweiler licking his chops like lunch was served. Poor kitten. She knew how that felt.
She would have given t
hat dog the stink eye
,
but
she
didn’t want potential clients to see her taking sides. Just then
,
the door to what looked like the trauma room opened
,
and…

Holy sweet baby Jesus
.

The man in scrubs could not be the vet. Kat just prayed that God did not hate her and that this drool-worthy specimen was
not
the man she would soon be interviewing with. He had sandy-blond hair and very light-blue eyes. He should be pretty, but that wasn’t the word to describe this man. He had a rugged beauty that screamed masculinity, and the type of muscles only years of manual labor could create.
Please, please, please, don’t be the vet.

“Miss Haynes? I’m Dr. Stromfield. If you can just sit tight for a few minutes, Dr. Gainer and I will begin the interview in our office.” Well, shit. So much for God and His mercy and all. Plastering a smile on her face, Kat nodded her assent and prayed she wouldn’t have to add “no swooning” to the “no puking” edict.

* * * *

Dr. Ryan Stromfield sauntered into the office he shared with his partner. Looking at his lover, he knew the previous interviews had not gone well. Didn’t matter, he had a feeling the little beauty in the waiting room would make a certain Dr. Gainer feel a whole lot better.

“This had better be good, Ry. I’m having a shit day.” James Gainer rubbed a hand down his face and looked up to Ryan’s piercing blue eyes.

“No good prospects?” Ryan asked.

“None. I cannot believe that people can actually get a license over the fucking internet without laying a hand on an animal,” James said. “I need someone who knows what they’re doing. I do not have time to train. If I don’t find someone soon, we’ll start losing money.”