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    Okavango Angel
    Okavango Angel
    Okavango Angel
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    Okavango Angel

    By Beverley Eikli

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    When misunderstandings over anniversaries lead to chaos, Camp Momba's guests form an unlikely alliance to save a young couple's future.

    Katherine thought she'd found her heart's desire – love and an idyllic future running a luxury safari lodge with her handsome game ranger, Aaron.

    But an unexpected arrival to their piece of Botswana's beautiful Okavango Delta threatens Katherine's plans for the future. Stunning travel agent Holly is not only a dead ringer for Aaron's runaway fiancée, she's single, up for adventure...and on the prowl.

    If Aaron's long heart-to-hearts with Holly and out-of-character insistence on stringing up the Christmas mistletoe means what Katherine thinks it does, then it's time to start getting creative with an exit plan. 

    But a dignified exit isn't so easy when African wild dogs and well-meaning guests take matters into their own hands. 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBeverley Oakley
    Release dateMay 25, 2018
    ISBN9781386504214
    Okavango Angel
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    Beverley Eikli

    Beverley was seventeen when she bundled up her first 500+ page romance and sent it to a publisher. After being rejected on the basis that drowning her heroine on the last page was not in line with the expectations of romance readers, Beverley became a journalist. Twenty-six years later, Beverley got her first publishing contract after she snatched her heroine from a watery grave during a shipwreck. She now writes psychological historicals, and Colonial-Africa-set romantic suspense, as Beverley Eikli. She also writes steamier family sagas and romances laced with mystery and intrigue, mostly set in England during the Georgian, Regency and Victoria eras, as Beverley Oakley. Beverley lives near Melbourne opposite a picturesque nineteenth century insane asylum with the handsome Norwegian bush pilot she met while running a safari lodge in Botswana, their two beautiful daughters and a rambunctious Rhodesian Ridgeback the size of a pony.

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      Okavango Angel - Beverley Eikli

      Chapter 1

      Okavango Delta, 1995

      Farewell romantic peace and quiet. Katherine leaned against the bonnet of the dusty Land Cruiser, shading her eyes as she watched the approaching Cessna skim the top of the ilala palms at the end of the runway. It was impossible to sound cheerful knowing the imminent arrivals meant the end of a much-needed three days without guests.

      Romantic? Aaron grinned at her over the top of the half open door. What about the flies and mosquitoes keeping us company over sundowners? And didn’t I hear something uncomplimentary about the mating lion that kept us awake all night?

      "But did I complain?"

      No. Aaron shut the door and came round to stand in front of Katherine. You were marvellous. He tucked away a strand of her flyaway dark hair then put his hands on her shoulders. You always are. But with full camp it’s back to the real world. Well, as real as our real world gets. Giving her shoulders a quick squeeze, he turned and raised one hand in a salute to the Cessna now bumping over the uneven ground towards them.

      It was bringing five tourists from Maun, the dusty, utilitarian gateway to Botswana’s beautiful Okavango Delta and Katherine and Aaron would be their hosts on the first stop of their fly-in fly-out safari. Momba luxury safari lodge, which they regarded as their domain, was a vast concession of 45 thousand square hectares, located on the northern tip of Chief’s Island and while December was traditionally slow, this summer had seen a higher than usual number of tourists visiting the region.

      Fleetingly, Katherine intertwined her fingers with his. And I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. She gave a half laugh. Though I’d rather be in Mauritius right now.

      Fifteen minutes ago, when Martin had buzzed the camp, signalling the Cessna’s arrival, she’d been charged with adrenaline. Now, the thought of looking after ten guests with high expectations of Christmas in the African bush had lost its lustre. The truth was, though she loved her bush life, she needed more than just three days of holiday.

      Mauritius? Aaron glanced at her as they waited for the engine to shut down. The propellers were still rotating but through the windows they could see the passengers craning their heads, checking out their new environment.

      In the distance, the buffalo Katherine and Aaron had herded off the landing strip were grazing on the flood plain.

      Yes, Mauritius with its deserted sandy white beaches. Katherine kept her smile in place for the benefit of those in the plane as she replied, Just the two of us. I saw some great looking places in a travel magazine I found in one of the tents. She concentrated on the propellers rather than Aaron’s face, afraid he’d scorn the idea of taking a break from his bush kingdom.

      You really want to go to Mauritius? You know how busy we are?

      We haven’t had a break all year.

      She wasn’t surprised he didn’t jump at the idea. Aaron was only happy in the bush. She’d only ever seen him in a bush environment. Relaxing on sandy beaches wasn’t his idea of fun.

      Ah well, if you haven’t organised me Mauritius for Christmas you can just get me a Wild Dog puppy, she teased.

      If only I could.

      Come on, Aaron, you’re the best game ranger in all of Botswana. Taking advantage of the fact they stood shoulder to shoulder, she ran her fingers up his back to tickle him behind the ear. "Surely you know how to get me one? They are so cute."

      Aaron gave a theatrical shudder as Martin emerged from the plane. Hi guys! I hear the wild dogs are back in town, the blonde pilot greeted them in his lilting Nordic accent.

      Katherine spun round to wag her finger at her boyfriend. And you forgot to tell me, Aaron?

      You were already in bed last night when Julius said he’d seen them near Trails Camp. Sorry.

      So you should be! I haven’t seen them since the first game drive I ever went on. She turned her face away from a cloud of dust as the first passenger stepped to the ground.

      "Actually, it was on your first game drive with me. Big difference," Aaron corrected her before he moved forward with outstretched hand.

      Katherine matched her steps with his, keen to seize the opportunity his remark provided her. All morning she’d waited for the right moment to remind him of what he’d obviously forgotten but now she blurted out, Which therefore makes today our first anniversary.

      Aaron didn’t hear her. He was welcoming a perfectly coiffured, grey-haired woman coming down the steps behind a man in his late fifties wearing a Stetson.

      Clearly not Mr Duckworth from Wiltshire, then, Katherine surmised as she railed at herself for being so clumsy with her timing. Mr Gunning. She held out her hand, smiling. Welcome.

      Call me Richard. Their first arrival spoke with a broad Texan drawl as he pumped Katherine’s arm. And this here’s Zelda, my wife.

      The tiny, well-dressed woman whom Aaron was helping off the bottom step looked a good few years older than her husband. She sent Katherine a shy, sweet smile as Richard Gunning removed his Stetson and ran his fingers through his thick mane of greying hair. Helluva sight, he said, staring at the grazing buffalo.

      The Duckworths stepped out next, a father and daughter duo who exclaimed excitedly over the scenery. The two pairs of passengers had taken that morning’s connection from Johannesburg, having travelled from London and Los Angeles, respectively, and would have seen only the overgrown, chaotic jumble that constituted Maun for the forty minutes or so they’d waited for their connection to Momba, their first stop in the Okavango.

      They looked a little bewildered by the vast expanse around them.

      Look how high those deer can spring! exclaimed Jennie Duckworth as Aaron took her bag. She was a tall, thin girl, somewhere in her mid twenties with endless dark lashes and a pair of dark brown eyes that had the same startled look as the impala, which she’d wrongly identified as deer.

      They’re on the menu tonight. Martin, who was crouched beneath the wing, unloading the luggage pod, looked up with a grin.

      You eat them? As the four guests converged on their pilot, Katherine picked up a couple of bags and walked with Aaron to the Land Cruiser. She wondered what he thought of her remark about a holiday in Mauritius. After a year of harmony

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