Psychic Trudy Tucker would love . . .
. . . to breach Levi Wolfe’s defenses and show him that his heart has nothing to fear from her.
Psychic Levi Wolf would love . . .
. . . to protect Trudy’s gentle heart by keeping her away from his dark, treacherous past.
But is love enough when someone with a heart full of hate has chosen Trudy as the next one to die?
THROUGH HIS TOUCH
That night she awoke screaming. She could only recall pieces of the visions that had terrified her to wakefulness. She’d seen a woman handcuffed to a bed. Naked. A blond woman with a slim body. Being whipped with a cane. Trudy could still feel the impression of the instrument in the palm of her hand – or in the hand of the man who had managed to invade her head. She couldn’t tell if the woman had liked being whipped or not. She’d moaned – but were they moans of pleasure, pain, or both?
The man wielding the cane had taken great pleasure from it. He’d derived intense satisfaction from inflicting pain. With one hand, he’d struck with the cane again, striping the woman’s buttocks, and with his other he’d massaged his thick, hard cock.
Oh, yes, yes, yes! Scream, bitch, scream! Louder. Harder. Scream!
That’s all she could remember. She wasn’t sure if it was something she’d dreamed or if her mind had been taken over by someone else’s thoughts. All she knew was that she wanted Levi’s arms around her.
Although it was irrational and a nasty voice in her head told her she was being a baby, a needy, bawling baby, she snatched up her cellphone and called him. It was 3:45 a.m. in Atlanta and 12:45 a.m. in Seattle. The phone rang eight times before she heard a scuffling, a muffled curse, and then his voice – his raspy, sleepy voice.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m here. What’s going on?”
“Levi.” She just wanted to say his name. For that moment, it was enough.
“At your service. You okay, Tru?”
“I had a bad dream. It’s so stupid to call and wake you up. You’re rolling your eyes, aren’t you and thinking that I’ve lost my marbles.”
“Lost your marbles?’ He sighed, then chuckled. “Haven’t heard that in a while. What was the dream about?”
“A man beating a woman. I woke up screaming, but I don’t remember much about it.”
“Relax. Take some deep breaths. Drink some water or milk. The details might come back to you. Are you sure it was a dream and not one of your visions?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” She released a huff of breath. “The thing is . . . I miss you, you know?” She brought her knees up and hugged them. “You’re there and busy and around people. Quintara’s with you. I’m here in this bed that smells like you. Your fingerprints are on everything. I feel stuck. Stuck thinking about you and what an impatient smart ass I can be and how I should thank my lucky stars every freakin’ day that you want to be with me when you could be giving your sexy, drop-dead gorgeousness to some pretty, blond, busty thing who can suck the enamel off your teeth and I can’t even—.”
“Stop, stop, stop!”
She drew in a breath and realized that he was laughing. “What’s funny?”
She could hear the rasp of his hand as he rubbed his whiskered jaw and cheeks and the rustle of sheets. Resting her forehead against her knees, she realized in the ensuing silence that she’d been talking so fast he probably didn’t understand anything she’d said.
“I’ll be back tomorrow. We’ll talk about all of this then. Take a couple of aspirin and go back to sleep. Okay?”
“Okay.” She winced at the smallness of her voice. She tried again. “Okay.” Better.
“And by the way, I miss you, too.” He chuckled again. “Jesus, Tru. Suck the enamel off my teeth? Tell you what, I’ll work on my many issues and you work on your self-esteem problem. Is that a deal?”
“Deal.” She nodded and wished she could touch him.
‘Shake on it.”
She smiled. “Shake.”
“Okay. See you soon.”
“But not soon enough.” Her voice broke on the last word and she ended the call, then rolled onto her side and let the hot tears run down her cheeks. It was stupid to be crying, stupid to be so upset over . . . over nothing really. Except that she had the boyfriend blues. Her phone binged and she pressed the button to read the text.
Are you crying? You better not be crying.
Sniffing and wiping away tears, she texted back. I’m okay.
I know you are. Crying, that is. Think of good things. Relax. Sleep tight, baby.
She smiled. I’ll think of you. Good night, my pretty.
5 Fantabulous Stars!!
This is the second installment in the Mind’s Eye series by Deborah Camp and there is sooooo much to like about this book. I would have to say that the best part of this book is the further development of Trudy and Levi’s relationship. Now if you read the first book
(WARNING SPOILER COMING in 3..2..1..)
then you know that Trudy and Levi parted ways at the end of book 1 to get themselves situated with their lives and agreed to see each other again at a future date. Trudy went back to her subtle and simple home in Tulsa and Levi went back to his lavish pad and luxurious lifestyle in Atlanta.
Well Trudy and Levi keep to their word and without much waiting we get to see them together again but under some not so nice circumstances. After surprising Levi in Atlanta both Trudy and Levi’s lives are placed in danger from multiple threats. Trudy and Levi are once again faced with a case that not only puts their relationship to the test but hits closer to home then anything before. In what can only be described as one heck of an emotional rollercoaster we see so many facets of Levi’s character and past that are not only admirable but utterly painful.
I loved the layers that peeled of off Levi in this book. We saw him play so many roles from the protector to the fighter and from the tortured emotionally barricaded man to this loving, all-consuming soul that would do anything to protect Trudy. We also see a lot more of Trudy’s resolve and persistence. She is determined to show Levi that he is capable of both receiving and giving love; no matter what it could cost her in the end and no matter how much it scares her. I love watching and reading about how these two fall deeper and deeper in love with each other, it’s emotional, scary and so heartfelt. I think this book gave us a better understanding of how different Levi and Trudy are but how much they need and understand each other.
AND let’s not forget the suspense factor in this book, it will definitely not disappoint. There are killers, stalkers and murders abound in this installment. The case in this book will keep you guessing and on your toes at every turn. There were some scenes that were gut-wrenching and made me cringe and some scenes that made my heart flutter in this novel. There is a good balance of drama, emotion, terror and romance in this story that will leave you happily satisfied. Be prepared though because folks there is another shock to your system at the end of this book and it’s a doozy. I hope there will be a third book to come as I will be the first in line to read it!!
Author of more than 40 novels, Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated from the University of Tulsa. Her background as a reporter for newspapers helped her to write fast and enjoy research. After she sold her first few books, she quit newspaper work to become a freelance writer and novelist. Deborah's first novel was published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author's Guild. She was the first recipient of the Janet Dailey Award.
Through His Eyes (April, 2014) is her first romantic suspense book. It has paranormal elements and is erotic. It’s the first book in the Mind’s Eye series.
Through His Touch (September, 2014) is the second book in the Mind’s Eye series featuring psychic detectives Trudy Tucker and Levi Wolfe.
Lover of the west and the people who tried to tame it, Deborah likes to write about strong, independent women and the men who are their equals. She grew up on a diet of TV westerns which have served her well. Living in Oklahoma has also been a godsend. Since she appreciates men with devilish twinkles in their eyes, she likes to mix laughter in with the love scenes in her books.
Also widely published in non-fiction, she and writes and edits for a magazine focused on small businesses. Deborah taught fiction writing for more than 10 years at a community college. She has been a guest speaker at numerous writers’ conferences, including Romance Writers of America (RWA), Writers, Inc., and the Oklahoma Writers Federation, Inc. She has served as a judge in numerous writing contests throughout the United States and has judged manuscripts in RWA’s Golden Heart Awards and RITA Awards. She is currently working on her next historical romance set in the wild, wonderful west.
In 2012 her books were re-issued on Amazon for Kindle Direct and have attracted tens of thousands of new fans. Her books have made the Amazon bestseller list and “Too Tough To Tame” hit the #1 historical romance spot for Kindle Readers.