Readers are saying…
“Derek is hot! Patrick is equally
hot! Put these two hot men together and what do you get?!?
Panty Dropping holy
mother of god hotness! The gang is back and I couldn't be
happier!” —Karrie,
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“Each scene flowed into the next
effortlessly… drama, suspense and then a scene that will
have your pulse racing
and your eyes dilating.”—Daphnie, Bound by Books
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“5 of 5 breathtaking stars.” –Lisa,
Goodreads reviewer
“The sex scenes are hot, and the
story is great! The love Derek has for Melissa just pulls
you in and you know
he would do anything in his power to make sure she is safe,
which makes him a
new addition to my book boyfriend list!” —Chrissy, Reading
Past My Bedtime
blog
“I love this series. I think I
enjoyed this book the most because of the suspense element.”
—Helen, Kinky Book
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One
scar.
One
betrayal.
No
escape.
When Sloan
Reynolds beats criminal charges,
Melissa Jones stops believing her wealthy, connected
ex-husband will ever pay
for what he did to her.
Derek
Alexander can’t accept that—a tiny silver
scar won't let him forget, and as a leader in the security
business, he is
determined to get the man who hurt his
fiancée.
Then the
body of a former call girl turns up
dead. She’s the breakthrough Derek’s been waiting for, the
link to Sloan’s
sordid past he needs. But as usual, legal paths to justice
have been covered up
or erased.
Derek’s
ready to do whatever it takes to protect
his family when his partner Patrick Knight devises a plan
that changes
everything.
It’s a plan
that involves coloring outside the
lines and taking a walk on the dark side. It goes against
everything on which
Alexander-Knight, LLC, is based.
And it’s a
plan Derek’s more than ready to
follow.
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“What have you done?”
His voice is full of warmth as he watches me from the sofa.
“Since you’ve been
working too
hard—”
“Exaggeration.”
“Since you’ve been
working too hard,” I repeat, “I decided to recreate our
relaxing spa vacation
in the
desert.”
Placing the tray on
the coffee table, I hand him his flute and lift mine. “To
family restrooms.”
He laughs and clinks
back. “To the gorgeous woman who drives me to crazy
extremes.”
We sip and I crawl
forward on the couch to kiss him and tell him again. “I love
you.”
He leans forward,
placing his flute, the tray, my flute, all of it on the
coffee table. Then his
hands move through the open robe to pull me onto his lap in
a straddle, facing
him. Just that fast, his mouth is on my neck, nibbling and
kissing. My eyes are
closed, and I’m
powerless.
“I love you more,” he
says beside my ear with a deep inhale. “You smell so
good.”
Threading my fingers
in his hair, I kiss his temple. “I wore the red
lace…”
A rumble of approval,
and his lips touch that spot behind my ear, a light scruff
against my skin,
sending shivers flying down my legs.
“My favorite.” His
voice is thick as I pull his cheeks, reuniting our mouths.
For a moment, we make
out like teenagers, hot and breathless, tongues entwining.
He holds me against
his bare chest, my elbows are bent, and my palms are on his
cheeks. His mouth
is like some rich, decadent chocolate I can never get enough
of tasting. As we
kiss, I feel him relax, and my hands slide behind his neck,
my lips travel up
to his brow. He hugs me against his torso and doesn’t move.
Neither do I.
This big, strong man
saved me twice. If comfort is what he needs, I’m here to
give it to him. I’m
here to give him anything. After a few more breaths, his arms
relax. I lean
back and study his face a moment. The robe has dropped
around my shoulders, so
I’m basically sitting nude on his lap, but I don’t
care.
“Hungry?” I reach for
the sandwich plate and hold it between us, right at our
chins. “You probably
won’t think it’s as good as Central Grocery, but I think
it’s delicious.”
His blue eyes take me
in before he bites. “Mmm…” is all I
get.
Giggling, I lean
forward and take a bite myself. The tangy, savory flavor of
olives and smoky
provolone fills my
mouth.
“Delicious!” My voice
is muffled.
His smile glows as he
watches me, his voice full of love. “How’s the baby?”
Lowering the sandwich
to the plate, I turn and put it on the side table again. “I
can’t feel a thing,
but the doctor said he’s doing
great.”
My last checkup was a
week ago, and we both agreed unless something unusual
occurred, Derek could
miss the routine exams. So far everything has been by the
book.
“So he’s a boy now?”
I love his grin at the prospect of a little
son.
Shrugging, I
acquiesce. “Maybe… it’s too soon to
know.”
His attention moves
from my face to my abdomen. Large hands span my bare stomach
before he leans
forward and kisses me right below my sternum, right at the
top of my belly.
“I love you,” he
whispers to the little bean growing
there.
I’m certain my heart
melts in that instant, and I catch his face again to cover
it with kisses. He’s
right with me, lifting me in his arms and carrying me to the
master suite. A
California king-sized bed fills the space, and he spreads me
out on the soft
mattress, lying on his side next to
me.
I trail my fingers
lightly over his brow, to his temple, following a line to
his strong jaw. He
looks at me like I’m the most fragile thing in his
bed—another detail he knows
isn’t true.
We don’t disturb the
moment, though. The truth might be that both of us are
strong as iron, tough as
flint, but holding each other, we know how precious it is
that we’re here,
together.
The randomness of
chance keeps us both in awe, and for that, we treasure these
moments. After
working so hard, our reunions are the sweetest bliss. He
holds me, and I feel
very needed and extremely sexy. This man is like water in
the desert to me, and
it isn’t hard to see the feeling is
mutual.
“I’m sorry I
interrupted dinner.” Leaning forward, he nibbles the skin at
my neck, and a
surge rises between my legs. “Can you
wait?”
My voice is thick as
I answer. “I guess so…”
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Louise is a former journalist, world-traveler, and collector
of beautiful men (who inspire all of her stories...
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mommy, and
novelist.
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lives in the center of the U.S.A. with her lovely family and
one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are
engaging, hot, and
sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public
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