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    I'm Yours
    I'm Yours
    I'm Yours
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    I'm Yours

    By Carolyn Menke

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    The Roaring Twenties spell opportunity for Audrey McCall, a starlet who’s as irresistible as the illegal booze poured behind the doors of every shuttered speakeasy. Her big theater dreams include landing the impossible, a role on Broadway. But she's fallen in love with handsome Edward Stark, who wants her to be his leading lady and his alone. Edward’s confessed his love to Audrey and is ready to embark on their future. No more sneaking off to speakeasies and enduring cast parties, where the catcalls of men directed at his main squeeze get under his skin. Wouldn’t Audrey rather become the mother of his children than worry about the next paycheck? Muddying the waters is the shifty Rex Wyatt, a new playwright in town, who promises to make Audrey a star. If Audrey gets the part of her dreams, she has to take it. There are no second chances in theater. Are there second chances in love?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Wild Rose Press
    Release dateDec 16, 2015
    ISBN9781509204397
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      I'm Yours - Carolyn Menke

      Inc.

      Let’s dance.

      He twirled her, this woman who’d become irresistible like the illegal booze lingering on his tongue.

      She angled her head at him, her eyes the sparkly green of a gin fizz. Jazz makes fools of us all. Especially you.

      And here I thought you were the kind of girl who—

      She slinked away before he could finish, inviting him to watch her with a coy glance over her shoulder, parting the dense crowd with a raised slender arm all the way to the stage where the musicians were finishing their number.

      He’d asked for it.

      You’re wrong, whatever you thought! At least tonight. Tonight I’m whoever I need to be, she called, stepping onto the stage, the spotlight finding her, applause and catcalls reverberating around the dark club.

      He shook his head, knowing she meant whoever Wyatt needed her to be.

      The sax player’s voice echoed over the microphone. Ladies and gentleman, let’s hear it for the lovely Ms. McCall.

      I’m Yours

      by

      Carolyn Menke

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either 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.

      I’m Yours

      COPYRIGHT © 2015 by Carolyn Menke

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

      Contact Information: info@thewildrosepress.com

      Cover Art by Kim Mendoza

      The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

      PO Box 708

      Adams Basin, NY 14410-0708

      Visit us at www.thewildrosepress.com

      Publishing History

      First Vintage Rose Edition, 2015

      Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-0439-7

      Published in the United States of America

      Dedication

      For Stephen, who never holds me back

      Chapter One

      1924

      Edward

      Edward Stark filed the last of the campaign paperwork, deciding everything else could wait. Then he wrestled into his overcoat at his law office and palmed his fedora. He hesitated before placing it askew on his head. Would Audrey say yes? Maybe not tonight. Maybe not tomorrow. But soon, he hoped. She’d say yes to dinner, that he was sure of. And, he knew just the place.

      As his feet carried him to the elevator, he pictured her glowing, candlelit face across the table from him at the Liberty Tree on Rittenhouse Square. Those painted theater lips and the cool blue of her eyes that carried every hue of a peacock plume had him on the precarious edge of reason.

      Every single time.

      It’s why the dizzying woman never left his mind and made him reckless. With a boyish impulse, he reached for his pocket watch. He had time to surprise her at rehearsal to see if she’d like that bite to eat.

      Edward strolled over the cobblestone streets of Philadelphia’s Theater District, closing his collar to the bite in the wind. The sleek box of Chanel No. 5 he’d picked up during his lunch break weighed down his right pocket. He grinned imagining the shine in Audrey’s eyes and the tilt of her head as she spritzed the scent on her neck. A scent that was daring and fresh like the feelings she aroused in him. That she noticeably aroused in any man. But she was his, and he whistled the tune he hadn’t been able to get out of his head—her tune. Honey I’m Yours.

      Hey there fella…

      Don’t you sigh…

      My biz is your biz…

      We’ll get by…

      He entered the Karlton Theatre and swept through the marbled, gilded foyer, eager to find Audrey. But the actors were gone. The stage crew milled about, adjusting lighting. Disappointed that he’d missed her on stage, he ducked around back and rapped on her dressing room door. Nothing. When he opened the door that led to a stairwell down to the street, he caught the echo of clicking heels and a flash of her golden cashmere coat before she disappeared with her roommate.

      Audrey!

      The door slammed. The February wind drowned his voice; he scrambled down the stairs and called to her on the street. On Chestnut, she and her friend parted ways. She veered right, free as a bird, and as mysterious as the soulful chords floating out through the cracked doors of every shuttered establishment.

      Traffic separated them at the corner.

      When she was a block away,

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