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Copyright
Published by
Dreamspinner Press
4760 Preston Road
Suite 244-149
Frisco, TX 75034
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the
author‟s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or
dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Secondhand Heart
Copyright © 2011 by Scarlet Blackwell
Cover Art by Catt Ford
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by
any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information
storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the Publisher, except where
permitted by law. To request permission and all other inquiries, contact Dreamspinner Press,
4760 Preston Road, Suite 244-149, Frisco, TX 75034
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/
ISBN: 978-1-61581-820-4
Printed in the United States of America
First Edition
March 2011
eBook edition available
eBook ISBN: 978-1-61581-821-1
Dedication
To all those who give so others can live. Your spirit will live on.
Secondhand Heart
1
Chapter 1
T HE coffee was good that morning, as it had been every other morning that
week since Christian had started coming here on his way to work, but it did
nothing to dispel the cloud lingering low over him or the aching in his chest.
Some days it was worse than others; today was definitely a bad day.
The palm trees and the glorious Southern California summer sun made
no difference. If anything, they made him hurt more.
He glanced around the cafe, people watching, trying to distract himself,
trying not to dwell on how he had woken alone once again and pressed his
face into the empty pillow next to him. The bell above the door jingled and a
man entered wearing jeans and a black T-shirt with a Metallica logo. He was a
little shorter than Christian, a little less muscular, and a whole lot paler, his
skin virtually translucent on the most exquisite face Christian had ever seen.
Christian didn‟t realize he was staring as this ghostly man walked to the
counter, digging in his pocket for change.
As he looked down at the silver in his hand, jet-black hair fell over his
eyes and he reached up to brush it back. Suddenly the man looked up.
Christian‟s heart seemed to stutter to a halt as large, pale-green eyes met his.
The man did not look away but stared in return and then slowly, to Christian‟s
absolute shock, he smiled, a dazzling smile, all white teeth and glittering eyes.
Christian dropped his gaze back to his coffee in confusion. He had no
idea why this stranger had just smiled at him or why his heart was hammering
like it would burst through his ribs and bounce out onto the table in glee.
Random people didn‟t smile at him in coffee shops, and he didn‟t smile at
random people. Christian didn‟t smile anymore, period.
A shadow fell over his table, and he looked up, finding the stranger
suddenly so close that that troublesome heart of his seemed to clench and
tense along with his whole body. He had only had that feeling once before in
his life, and he had never expected it again.
“Hi,” the man said. Up close his coloring was even more stunning. His
face was even whiter, his hair blacker than black, his eyes like endless,
shimmering pools of sea water.
Christian stared mutely. He did not know why the man was bothering
him; he only hoped he would go away as quickly as he had arrived.
The man seemed nervous. He gestured to Christian‟s cup. “Can I buy
you another?”

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