Indigo – Storm (Indigo B&B #4) Read Online Adrian J. Smith

Categories Genre: GLBT, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Indigo B&B Series by Adrian J. Smith
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
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In the heart of a storm, Violet is struck by love.
Violet’s passion is storm chasing, but she spends most of her year teaching students at the local college all about the science behind the weather. As another storm season begins, her star student, Lando, is invited along by Violet’s team member Diane. Violet, however, is determined that this is the year she will finally let Diane know how she feels.
Lando hasn’t had the easiest life growing up, and as the semester comes to an end with the death of her grandmother, the loss of financial support, her last hope is an internship for storm chasing. Without it, she has no opportunities for the career of her dreams. When Diane offers her a position on her team, Lando jumps without asking questions. What she doesn’t expect is for the teacher she has admired for the last two years to suddenly hate her, the team to be dysfunctional, and the dream to turn into a nightmare.
With their futures hanging by a thread, both Lando and Violet must find the eye of the tornado.

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CHAPTER 1

The maps and satellite readouts streaming across the computer monitor screamed at her. Violet shuddered as she stared at them, abandoning the exams she had been grading. Her stomach clenched. It wasn’t an awful storm, but the highs and lows, the ramping up, could easily be seen. She’d be willing to bet a tornado would show its face in the middle of all that.

She could hardly tear her gaze from it, the itch to be out in the middle of the storm stronger than anything. It had been months since she’d been able to slide into the Hummer and chase. The thrill it sent through her was a shudder of excitement and even a little arousal every time.

The knock on her door startled her. Jerking back, Violet glanced up to find one of her favorite students filling the doorway—not that she allowed herself to have favorites.

“Hey, teach.”

“Lando.” Violet’s lips curved up. “See this?”

Pointing at the screen, she expected Lando to lean over her shoulder and stare at the monitor. What she didn’t expect was the scent of Lando’s cologne, her hand on Violet’s desk to prop her up as she leaned in to get a better look.

Violet held in the shiver, but goosebumps ran along her arms. Lando squinted at the screen, and Violet had to work hard to tear her gaze from her soon-to-be-former student to her computer monitor.

“It doesn’t look too bad.”

Violet clicked her tongue. “If you follow these lines, see? The spin is just not forming.”

“This is real time?” Lando asked.

“Mmhmm.” Violet pointed at the screen again. “Oklahoma. I’ve been following the weather cell for a few hours now.”

“You want to be there, don’t you?”

The question caused tension to ripple up Violet’s spine. She hadn’t realized it was that obvious, or perhaps she suspected most of her students were oblivious. Violet’s lips parted, and she shifted her gaze to her student, a woman who by any means was young and ready to take life by the horns and ride it until she had to get off.

“Yes,” Violet answered simply, a wispy tone to her voice.

“You storm chase in the summers, right?” Lando’s gaze turned to her.

Violet hummed her agreement. “But I’m taking the last quarter off this year to chase in the spring.”

Lando didn’t move, her thick forearms and biceps still holding herself up as she leaned over Violet onto the desk. “I’ve thought about finding an internship, maybe going out this summer.”

“You’ll love it.” Violet hit a few buttons on the monitor to change the parameters and run another analysis. She wasn’t in charge of planning their chases—that would be Diane’s business—but she was excited to join in earlier that year than she had since she was a student.

“Finding a team isn’t as easy as I thought it’d be,” Lando commented, still looking at the screen.

Violet’s stomach clenched. She’d run into the same when she was a student. First it was because she had no experience, but the second issue, which rapidly became a third issue, was that she was a woman, and a woman attracted to other women at that. Storm chasing was often in the most conservative parts of the country, and when she’d been younger and dipping her toe into meteorology, womanhood had not been a common attribute of storm chasers.

She and Diane had managed to break through those barriers, and she was glad. It meant it was easier for students like Lando to join in, but there was often still an undercurrent of sexism and homophobia were in the teams. Lando, by the very fact of being a woman (because Violet didn’t assume anyone’s sexuality anymore) would have an easier time than Violet had but would still have issues finding a team willing to hire her on.


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