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After putting
her life on the line to protect classified intelligence, military psychologist
Mia Kensington is on a cross-country road trip from hell with an intrusive
save-the-day hero. Uninterested in his white knight act, she’d rather take her
chances without the ruggedly handsome, cold-blooded operative who boasts an
alpha complex and too many guns.
Colby Winters,
an elite member of The Titan Group, has a single objective on his black ops
mission: recover a document important to national security. It was supposed to
be an easy in-and-out operation. But now, by any means necessary becomes a
survival mantra when he faces off with a stunning woman he can’t leave behind.
When Titan’s
safe houses are compromised, Colby stashes Mia at his home, exposing his
secret—he’s the adoptive father of an orphaned baby girl. Too soon, danger
arrives and Mia lands in the hands of a sadistic cartel king with a taste for
torture. As hours bleed into fear-drenched days, Colby races across the globe
and through a firestorm of bullets to save the woman he can’t live without.
Teaser Excerpt:
Excerpt: Setup- Colby
Winters and Mia Kensington are waiting for her attackers to make another move.
They’re trying to appear distracted outside a motel room, as if they let their
guard down.
What was it like? Oh, man.
He had a thing for her in a bad way. Winters bent his head toward her. Their
foreheads kissed, and there was no question. While she was with him, she was
his. His to protect. His to savor. A woman like Mia was rare. At least he had
brains enough to notice.
He never should’ve put her
in this position. He could’ve packed her off in a plane, back toward the East
Coast. Someone from Titan could’ve kept her safe while he finished his original
job. But selfishness and curiosity made it so he wouldn’t push her away. He
couldn’t, because an irrepressible desire consumed him, powering lust through
his veins.
“Colby.” Her hushed whisper
tickled his skin. “What are we going to do?”
His pulse thumped in his
neck, and he tightened the forearm wrapped around her waist, melding her onto
him.
I’m on the job. Serious
danger ahead.
He’d missed it before and
couldn’t let that happen again. No time for arousal. No time for fantasies.
Images flooded his brain,
searing his senses. He remembered the taste of her tongue. Red-hot cinnamon. A
sweet, delicious burn of aphrodisia.
What were they going to do?
Where to begin... A million ideas popped to mind, starting with making good use
of the wall behind him.
No woman had pressed against
him like this, so pliable, supple, and luscious. They had always draped him
like sex kittens on steroids. Those other women were as over-sexed and
one-dimensional as they were obvious, all self-fulfilling prophecies, and they
were the definitive opposite of Mia Kensington.
Before Mia’s hands explored
him, before her beautiful body had even disrobed, she toyed with his mind like
it was the first of many playgrounds. And he wanted to play so bad.
“I’ve started a list.” His
lips flitted over hers. “Want me to share?”
Her eyelashes fluttered.
“What kind of list?”
“I have you thirty feet from
a bed. What kind of list do you—” A drunken couple stumbled out of the bar.
Actually, more likely a john and a pro. He should have seen them before he
heard them. “More on the list later, doll.”
Men were coming to hurt her,
and his hard-on could pick another time for games.
“Okay, Mia, here’s what we’re
going to do. When they pull up, act like we let loose. We had too many drinks.”
He motioned to the karaoke bar with a tip of his head, then dipped his lips to
her neck, lingering under her ear. “I’m convincing you to come to my room.
You’re not putting up too much of a fight. Just enough to keep it fun.”
He nipped her earlobe, and
she took a tiny gasp. It made his gut jump. Her taste drugged him, intoxicated
him. Temptation was a cruel mistress. Giving him a little and making him wait.
“That’s your plan?”
“Not my whole plan, no. But
that’s the part you have to play.” He traced the slide of her neck. “Think you
can act mildly interested?”
“You’re crazy.” Her voice
was husky. “Men are trying to kill us. How can you think about sex?”
“You’re not?”
“I’m… I’m—”
“You’re what? I’m getting
into character. You should give it a try.”
“You’re rubbing your hard-on
against me, is what you’re doing.”
“All part of my cover.
Believable, huh?” Her innocent act was toast. She was far more like Jessica
Rabbit than Snow White. “If I tried to drag you off to bed right this second,
you wouldn’t join me?”
There was only one answer.
He knew it. Felt it as sure as he felt her body mold against him. She couldn’t
fight their hunger either.
Her breaths escalated. The
quick rise and fall of her breasts fueled him. Winters cupped her chin in his
hands, palms caressing her cheeks. Sweet Mia. If he could freeze this moment,
it’d be one he’d put on repeat.
“I would,” she whispered.
“But…”
“Forget everything else.
It’s just you and me.” He thumbed her lips, dragging the bottom one down.
Slowly, his hands drifted
into her hair. Lust hung heavy in the cool night air. Her dark lashes
fluttered, and her hard nipples pressed against his chest.
How beautiful would she be
naked? How would she feel? Impossibly smooth. He would whisk across her
sensitive spots, watching those succulent breasts rise and fall in
anticipation. He would make sure she ached for him. As much as he ached now.
His fingers tangled into her
hair, and Mia leaned her head back, heavy lidded and heady breaths.
“Shouldn’t you watch for the
bad guys instead of torturing me?” Her eyes were sealed shut, defenseless.
His lips grazed her neck,
and she purred, the sinful sound acting as a deft stroke to his already engorged
shaft.
“You don’t think I can
multi-task?” He kissed behind her ear, dancing his mouth down her neck. It was
a tease. A simple promise of what was to come. When he had a moment to
concentrate on her, he’d do whatever it took—lick, kiss, caress, and suck—to
make her cry out for him.
His fingers slid to her
nape, trailing to the front of her shirt. The fabric felt fragile under his
palms. He was losing a battle to a ripped shirt on a pretty girl, but revenge
would be amazing.
“How can you do this,” she
nudged her head down to where he nuzzled his erection, “and pay attention to
anything else?”
“Can you imagine what it’s
going to be like between us when I don’t have to worry about anyone but you?”
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About the Author:
MOM. WIFE. AUTHOR.
Lover of all things sexy and
happily ever after.
I live outside Washington , DC
I love southern food, listen
to country music, am always too hot or too cold, and spend hours reading and
writing. I cheer on my University of Louisville Cardinals-GO CARDS
I can’t save the world, so
instead, I write about those that do. There’s a special place in my heart for
those who keep us safe. My Titan series debuts this fall with five titles
available in 2013: WINTERS HEAT, GARRISON’S CREED, WESTIN’S CHASE, CHASED, and
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2 comments:
Thanks for sharing my cover and an excerpt!
Sounds like a great read!!
Thanks for the chance to win!
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