Bodyguards + Workplace +
One Night Stand = All the Heat
Happily Ever Maybe, a Montgomery Ink
Legacy novella from New York Times
bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan is now live!
.jpg)
It was only supposed to be one job.
I know the rules.
Get in. Get out.
Protect the girl, then move on.
Only it never works out the way it
should.
Now Jennifer and I work with each
other and there’s no going back to normal.
Then it turned into something more.
Gus isn’t for me. I know that.
Only the chemistry that burns between
us won’t fade away.
We promise it will only be one night.
Then another.
But when our actions have
consequences that could mean the end of our future, we’ll have to figure out
exactly what we want.
Even if it means walking away broken
before it begins.
Grab your copy
today, exclusively on Amazon!
Amazon: https://amzn.to/3Oxik32
Amazon Worldwide: https://mybook.to/happilyevermaybe
Amazon Paperback: https://amzn.to/490ZoBO
Add to Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3O7z93f
Keep reading
for a look inside Happily Ever Maybe!
But for some reason, I was edgy now.
No, that was a lie. It wasn’t just some reason. I knew exactly what it was.
And it wasn’t Daisy and Kane, my fellow team members today.
No, it was the other one.
Her.
I didn’t want to think about her, but I wasn’t sure I could
stop. I needed to, however. My job demanded it.
I was a bodyguard and an installer. I not only protected my
clients and charges, I also installed security equipment for businesses and
homes. While my bosses laid out the security profiles and programs for large
corporations and small residences—and also worked with cybersecurity—I did the
installs when I wasn’t on bodyguard duty. I enjoyed both aspects of my job and
was talented at it.
Yet it didn’t feel like that.
Not with her.
It was always hard to think about anything when it came to
Jennifer. My coworker and my nemesis. Not that she knew she was my nemesis. No,
that was all on me.
Those blue-gray eyes of hers were piercing and saw
everything. At least when it came to the job. She could scent an incoming
threat as quickly as I could, and that was saying something. I might be cocky
as fuck when it came to my job, but it was for a reason.
And Jennifer was sometimes even better.
Her dark brown hair was pulled into a tight bun away from her
face. I liked it when her hair was down, though, since it fell in soft waves
past her shoulders. She pulled it back in a ponytail or a braid when she was
working out, but when she was on duty, like today, it was in a bun, so nobody
could use it against her in a fight.
I always kept my hair decently short, but my beard was
getting longer. I’d probably have to trim it soon. I wasn’t trying to blend in
like I had with my old job when everybody had long beards, and I was
undercover. Now, I needed to trim it a bit so nobody could pull it in a fight.
But Jennifer? She’d thought about all of that already. Hence
the bun.
She was slim with a narrow waist and average height—though
not much about her was average. But
that delicate frame was all muscle. She could bench press more than a few of
the guys on the team and kick any of our asses on any given day. Hell, she’d
pinned me to the ground once, and I nearly swallowed my tongue. And then I’d
had to hide my erection from her. Like I did most days. Because Jennifer was a
distraction.
My distraction.
For More Information about Carrie Ann
Ryan, visit her website:
For More Information about 1001 Dark
Nights, visit:
Website: https://www.1001darknights.com/
Facebook: https://bit.ly/3ONzTtZ
Instagram: https://bit.ly/3rTZdo3
TikTok: https://bit.ly/3G98oYh
**Every 1001 Dark Nights novella is a
standalone story. For new readers, it’s an introduction to an author’s world.
And for fans, it’s a bonus book in the author’s series. We hope you'll enjoy
each one as much as we do.**
No comments:
Post a Comment