Cosmic Rendezvous (Kimani Romance) (Mass Market Paperback)

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For Shelly London, relocating to Houston for a top secret space project could rock her world. Until the ambitious aerospace engineer collides with Lincoln Ripley. A hotshot astronaut, Lincoln is sexy, arrogant and a know-it-all, but he launches Shelly's hormones right into orbit.

Getting lost in space with the gorgeous wannabe astronaut could be the best thing that ever happened to Lincoln's flight path. Just as soon as he finds out who's trying to sabotage their spacecraft. Then Shelly better watch out, because now Lincoln has a double mission: to catch the culprit, then take off with Shelly for a rendezvous with love!

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Shelly London shifted her stare from the blinking error message on her monitor to the window and back again. She was tempted to hoist her computer through the glass and jump out after it.

Moving to Houston to train astronauts on an experimental spacecraft for NASA wasn't nearly as cool as it had originally seemed.

She'd felt as though she'd been caught up in a tornado from the minute she'd stepped off the plane from Washington, D.C. Between setting up her new home and overseeing the final design and production of the spacecraft, she'd barely had a moment to herself.

And there certainly hadn't been time to find a decent hairdresser, she thought, patting her gel-slicked topknot. Houston's humidity had gotten the best of her, and it had been one bad-hair day after another.

She knew her life would never resemble a rerun of Sex and the City. Expensive clothes and shoes, fabulous parties with beautiful people and an endless string of handsome men weren't her destiny.

But at least back in D.C., she'd been stylish and put together, making the most of her cute potential. She'd had a social life, with girlfriends and dates when she'd wanted them, and close family ties with her mother and sister. Shelly knew it would take some time to build a life here in Houston, but it was slower going than she'd expected.

Still living out of boxes, she was lucky to put together a shirt and pants that matched. This made it easy to fall into the collegelike culture of her fellow aerospace geeks. Rolling out of bed for shift work, she dressed in blue jeans and old T-shirts, and ate whatever fast food was available.

She was close with those on her engineering team— most of whom she'd brought with her from D.C.—and knew the affable group of guys couldn't care less how she looked. But just once since she'd moved to Houston, she'd like to have a good-hair day.

Yesterday, out of a desperate need for a touch-up, she'd pulled off the highway and walked into a hair salon. She'd figured that with the name Lady of Color, she had a fighting chance of getting a stylist who could straighten her frizzled mess. She'd been right about one thing. The salon did specialize in African-American hair. Unfortunately, it didn't specialize in doing it well.

Shelly's hair had been bone straight when she left the salon yesterday, but that had lasted only until she walked through the thick, souplike humidity to her car this morning. By the time she'd driven to her office— with the windows down, because the air conditioner was broken—she'd looked like a wet poodle.

After two months and two containers of hair gel, Shelly had been looking forward to sporting something other than a bun or an unruly ponytail. No such luck. Thanks to the emergency gel she'd retrieved from the trunk of her car and the wide rubber band from her desk drawer, she was back to her perpetual bad-hair-day look.

In fact, it was looking as if it was going to be a bad day all the way around. In the dark monitor of her computer, which she was rebooting for the third time, she saw the reflection of a thunderstorm headed her way. Actually, it was Lightning. Lightning Ripley.

But she refused to use Lincoln Ripley's self-indulgent nickname out loud. Shelly didn't care how many engineers on her team suffered from hero worship. Or how often she heard women in the ladies' room drooling over his chiseled features and rock-hard muscles. Shelly was convinced Ripley's reputation was all hype.

By her estimation, he was a cocky, overconfident hotshot, channeling Will Smith in Independence Day. Ripley thought he was a hero destined to become a legend, and Shelly didn't want any part of it.

Guardian Rescue Mission, or GRM, was her baby. Draco, the spacecraft, was her design. And she wasn't going to let some ego-driven astronaut ruin the very thing her entire career and reputation were riding on.

Spinning around in her chair to face him, Shelly braced herself. She knew exactly what was coming. And it wasn't going to be pretty.* * *

Lincoln Ripley felt anger radiating from his body like invisible waves of heat. He stalked up to Shelly London, fully intending to spin her chair to face him, but she stole his thunder when she turned to him on her own.

She stopped him short with the look of challenge in her dark eyes. He knew right then that she was going to be trouble. He wished for some way to wipe that smug expression off her face.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You don't have the authority to get me pulled off this mission." At the sound of his voice echoing through the quiet room, three heads popped up in alarm. The rest of the team was watching the scene with rapt attention, but Linc didn't care.

Shelly stared up at him without blinking. Her cold gaze sent a shiver down his spine. "You haven't been pulled from the mission. So, what's the problem?"

Linc blinked. Was she kidding? That morning she'd issued a request to the mission director for his reassignment. "The problem is that you tried to get me kicked off."

"Relax, Ripley. This isn't Survivor. You can't be voted off, as you well know. I simply inquired as to whether you were the best choice for lead astronaut on this mission."

Her indifference ramped up his anger another notch. "You question whether or not I'm the best choice? Don't you know who I am?"

His stomach muscles were clenched. Linc was used to maintaining his composure, especially with women. He couldn't remember the last time he'd reacted this strongly to one.

More infuriating was that her cool smile never changed. "Sure. You're a lieutenant colonel in the United States Air Force."

Linc ground his teeth together. She was being deliberately obtuse. "And…"

She gave an unladylike snort. "Oh, you want to know if I saw you on the covers of Time, Newsweek and People. Yes, I'm well aware of your reputation," she said irreverently. "But piloting a space shuttle has nothing to do with flying Draco. And I'm only interested in training astronauts who are focused on this mission rather than their own achievements."

Linc suppressed a curse. His achievements had won him an Airman's Medal. His body had now grown so hot, it was only a matter of time before steam poured from his ears.

"I can't believe your nerve—"

"There seems to be plenty of nerve to go around, because you had the nerve to miss my briefing yesterday."

Linc pounded the desk with his fist. "Is that what this is about? Missing one lousy meeting?"

Her back straightened, and for the first time, Linc spotted a crack in her composure. "No, this isn't about one lousy meeting. I didn't see you in the Mojave Desert when Draco was unveiled four months ago, and you didn't show up for the first round of flight testing, either."

His gut clenched. He'd missed those dates because he'd been flying a covert rescue mission out of Iraq. But he couldn't discuss that with a civilian. He had no choice but to take the hit to his reputation. "It was my understanding that those exercises were optional."

"Now we're down to the wire, and training is about to begin. Yesterday's briefing was not optional, and you weren't there. Draco is my design. I don't want anyone on the team who doesn't take the spacecraft just as seriously as I do."

He'd had enough of her attitude. "Your design. Important to you. Lady, this mission isn't about you. GRM is a top-secret military operation. Missing one little meeting doesn't warrant you trying to get me bumped from the mission."

"The briefing wasn't one little meeting. It was the meeting. And because you weren't at the meeting, you don't know anything about this spacecraft. It's a new design that you've never seen before. This mission is on a rushed deadline. We don't have time to waste catching you up whenever you decide your Porsche needs detailing."

"It's a 1969 Cobra, and it needed a carburetor." He'd nearly killed himself in that car trying to get to the meeting on time, but his pride wouldn't let him tell her that.

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. In any case, you're still on the project. It's no secret that I'm not thrilled about that fact, but we have to work together, nonetheless. So, if you're through disrupting the room, those of us who actually work here have to get back to it." She spun her chair back around to face her computer.

Linc just stood there for a moment, staring incredulously. There were a million things he could have said, and would have said, if he weren't so confused.

She'd just dismissed him. No woman had ever dismissed Lincoln Ripley.

Once Shelly heard Linc finally leave the room, she released the breath she'd been holding. That man infuriated her.

She was so mad, she was nearly shaking, but she hadn't wanted him to see that. Shelly couldn't focus on her computer screen. Sucking in a deep breath, she pulled her glasses off. She missed her contacts, but she still hadn't found the time to find an optometrist to update her prescription.

Lately, there wasn't time for anything the least bit personal. There certainly wasn't time for a social life of any kind. And to make matters worse, because her mission was top-secret, she couldn't talk to her family about what she was doing. That made for some strained conversations, because work had become her life.

But it would be worth it. All her life, Shelly had wanted to be an astronaut. Even now as an aerospace engineer, she'd applied to the astronaut program three times. And she'd been rejected. Three times.

After her last rejection, she'd begun to doubt herself. But her boss had given her another shot when he recommended her to work on Draco. He'd told her that this could be her ticket to the stars. And with that goal in mind, Shelly had worked hard on the project. Her ideas for the vehicle had been innovative enough that she'd eventually become the lead designer.

Unfortunately, when that phase had been completed, and she'd angled for a slot on the spacecraft as an expert on the design and maintenance, Shelly had been shot down again. It was at that point that they'd been infor...

Product Details

• Mass Market Paperback: 224 pages
• Publisher: Kimani (April 1, 2009)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0373861087
• ISBN-13: 978-0373861088
• Product Dimensions: 6.6 x 4.1 x 0.6 inches
• Shipping Weight: 3.2 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 4.3 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (3 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #1,101,615 in Books (See Bestsellers in Books)

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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Mission to Love..., March 23, 2009

By	Malaika Tamu "Sweet n' Sassy" (New Jersey) - See all my reviews

This is only the second novel I've read by Mrs. Robyn Amos...and I DEFINITELY enjoyed the ride....she crafts a SENSUAL, romantic treat...with an INTRIGUING storyline...an ENTERTAINING cast of characters...I enjoyed the HEATED verbal sparring between Lincoln and Shelly...and I couldn't help but LOL at the many comical hair salon catastrophes Shelly had to endure...I was CAUGHT UP in the informative/descriptive tidbits provided throughout about the mysteries of NASA and space...and I was on the edge of my seat to discover who was out to sabotage their mission...a quick and charming COSMIC treat!

5.0 out of 5 stars An author at the top of her game, July 5, 2009

By	a happy reader - See all my reviews

Robyn does it again with this entertaining, well-written and thoroughly researched offering. There's an excerpt posted and others have provided a synopsis so I'll just note the space industry backdrop was fresh and interesting, the characters fun and fleshed out. This author always brings something a little different to the mix. Unfortunately, she's woefully underrated because her plots are light on explicit sex scenes compared to some others. But if you read romance for ROMANCE, not just for the explicit sex, do check her out.

4.0 out of 5 stars Blast Off, March 27, 2009

By	Louise L. Brown - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

This review was done 2/7/09
The rating for the book is 4.5

FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE..................BLAST OFF. That is what happen between Linc & Shelly.

Shelly London has wanted to be an astronaut since she was attend Space Camp at the age of 16 yrs old. Shelly has applied to the astronaut program three time and each time has been denied. Now as a aerospace engineer Shelly has been given the opportunity to re-located for a top secret space project.

Lincoln Lightening Ripley is one of the best astronaut and has been label a hero, has been on the cover of Time, People. Lincoln is nick name is Lightening because he is fast as lightening and Shelly find out how fast.

For Linc & Shelly from the beginning they are butting head and as for Linc when he find out that she tried to get him kick off of the project Linc was not happy and confronting Shelly only made him made. For Shelly she sees this has her last opportunity to make it into the astronaut program so for Shelly nothing and no one will be getting in her way. So when Linc fell to show up for her training Shelly took that sign to be Linc was not serious about the program, Linc has a reason or so he thought that she would accept but she didn't.

Linc also find time to ask question about Shelly to see if she is qualify to instruct. I tell in the beginning they go back & forth but in they soon realize that they are attracted to each other but don't rush to be together. Shelly first have to deal with and understand why she is being so hard on Linc when she doesn't know anything about him, but only what was in the paper. Talking to her sister she realize that what her sister was saying to her was making sense.

Shelly sister question her as to why was she so upset with Linc and thought maybe she was jealous because he is a top notch astronaut and he is where she want to be.

Linc is know as smart, confident and a playa, who can get any woman he want so when he go head to head with Shelly she throws him for a loop. When Linc is finally see Shelly in another light and get to know her he realize that he can be himselt.

There are some problem Shelly doesn't think that should see each other while they work together, but you will see that Linc is pretty hard to forget and Shelly will find that out the hard way.

Don't want to give to much away, but you will really enjoy the book.




Smooches.....................




Louise