Hello! This year I have released the first three books of my new romantic suspense series, Love & Lies. The third book just became available today, but here is the blurb and an excerpt from the first book, CrossFire, to get you started!
Warning: the following does contain brief nudity.
Career on hold and living with her father, life has not gone as Jillian Sandro planned. When a running accident leads to a chance encounter with an intoxicating and intimidating neighbor, Jillian wonders if this is a chance for a brighter beginning.
As a secret operative, Reid Jackson avoids intimate relationships like the plague. Having a girlfriend would be like having a third arm; while both may be useful now and then, both would just get in the way. Yet when Jillian stumbles into his arms, literally, Reid can’t deny the attraction. Could being neighborly really cause that much harm?
Excerpt:
The granite was hard beneath Jillian as Reid set her down on the kitchen island, but she didn’t mind. All she cared about right now was Reid’s strong and very capable hands on her hot skin. She pulled her shirt off, giving him easier access. His lips grazed her breast just above the bra, and she arched back where Reid’s arms were ready to support her.
He was kissing her lips again, and Jillian’s tongue welcomed him. If only she never had to breathe again.
Then Reid was pushing her farther along the counter, and one knee at a time, climbed up onto it. Jillian had to lay back as Reid worked his way on top of her. He sat up and straddled her for a second to remove his own shirt, and then hovered over her again.
She ran her fingers through his hair before pulling his face into hers. He just tasted too damn good.
Reid’s hand slid roughly down her torso to the top of her jeans and undid the button. And then the zipper.
Jillian whimpered as Reid traced a finger along the top of her underwear. But just as she thought he was about to go further, the finger started moving north and slipped under her bra, circling the nipple. Soon the whole breast was freed of its confines and Reid’s tongue gently licked it. Her chest rose, forcing it harder against his mouth. Again, just as Jillian thought he would keep going, Reid was slipping the bra back on, and his mouth migrated to her neck and nipped at her ear. She groaned and dug her nails into his chest in frustration.
Reid chuckled. “Is this too much for you?” he breathed into her ear.
“You really know how to drive a girl crazy,” she said.
“I’m only,” he kissed a shoulder, “getting,” the curvature of her neck, “started.”
He looked down at her and Jillian stared back at his seductive grin. It was a beautiful face, so strong and confident. Just the kind of thing to break a girl’s heart.
She started to shake her head and Reid’s smile faded.
“What is it?” he asked.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m so so sorry. I can’t.”
Reid climbed down off the counter, looking thoroughly confused. Jillian felt horrible, but she knew she would just feel worse in the morning.
“I should go.” She jumped down and threw on her shirt. She looked down the hall to the front door and bolted for it.
The next morning Reid was knocking on Jillian’s front door. He’d found her jacket in the garage and had debated whether to take it over or wait until she came back for it. He still didn’t understand what went wrong the night before.
The door opened and Reid was disappointed to find Jacob, not Jillian, on the other side of it.
“Mr. Sandro?” Reid asked.
“Yes?”
“I’m Reid Jackson. I live just across the street,” he said, pointing to his house.
“You’re the one who helped Jillian when she hurt her ankle.”
“I did,” said Reid. “I’m sorry to bother you, but Jillian left her jacket at my house last night and I just wanted to return it.”
Jacob’s forehead creased. “She was with you last night?”
“Yes, sir.” Reid wondered what Jillian had told her father.
“Do you know where she is now?” Jacob asked.
“I’m sorry? I thought she was here.”
The color drained from Jacob’s face. “She never came home last night.”
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