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New Release: The Long Way Home by K. Langston

 

 The Long Way Home

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Re-release Date: 9-14-17

 

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Broken. Shattered. Destroyed.

Healing seems impossible.

Moving on…

Unbearable.

I can’t let go of the past. The overwhelming guilt won’t let me. I fight the pain every single day but it’s not getting any easier to carry, and there are days when I wonder if I will ever find happiness.

Or if I even deserve it.

Determined to endure my misery alone, I’ve pushed everyone out of my life, including my best friend, Linc. Now he’s back and he won’t leave without a fight. He’s tearing down my walls and forcing me to face what I’ve kept buried for so long. Because of him, I feel like I can finally breathe again, and there’s a sliver of hope weaving its way into my heart.

Will it be enough to save me from the darkness that threatens to drown me?

Love isn’t always easy.

But it’s always worth it.

 

Author’s note: The Long Way Home is a new edition of the previously published book titled Sylvie. With the exception of a new cover, blurb, title, and added bonus material all other content remains the same.


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Excerpt 

 

The light in the bathroom is bright, revealing the dark shadows coloring the skin beneath my eyes. Even good makeup can’t conceal what I’m trying to hide, the pain that is locked away with the mountain of regret. My worst enemy is my memory, reminding me every single day of the chances I didn’t take and the decisions I waited too long to make.

The knot in my throat is tight, and I just can’t seem to swallow past it today.

God, will I ever be able to go a day without crying?

Turning away from the mirror I press my back to the wall, trying to stifle a runaway sob. But they rack my body in relentless waves of grief and despair. I ride it out, until I feel a little bit of the weight ease from my shoulders.

But it’s only temporary. The heaviness is back with a vengeance when I look in the mirror once more. I can’t escape it. No matter how hard I try.

Wiping my nose, I dry my eyes. Grateful my small breakdown hadn’t been worse.

Usually once I start, it’s nearly impossible to stop.

I stand facing the mirror as I release my blonde hair from a ponytail then pull it neatly back in place, a meager attempt to conceal the evidence of my consuming misery.

It’s a wasted effort.

I’m still a mess.

Feeling only slightly better, I make my way back out front, refill several glasses and serve another table before noting the hostess has seated a new customer in my section.

I retrieve my pen and pad from my apron as I make my way over. “Hey there, what can I…” I blink, my brain and heart still trying to play catch-up while a flock of butterflies take flight in my belly.

Am I dreaming?

“Linc?”

He smiles.

A smile I haven’t seen in a long, long time, and it’s such a welcome sight. Tears burn behind my eyes, and I swear my heart damn near stops altogether when he stands from the table.

“Sylvie.”

My name is like a solemn vow, wholesome and pure, tugging at the strings of my stumbling heart. Without hesitation, he pulls me into his strong arms, and I immediately sag against him, soaking up his warmth.

It feels like it’s been a lifetime since I could breathe without it hurting.

I steal a moment of comfort in his arms and his familiar scent has me struggling to let go.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, forcing myself to release him.

Guilt gnaws at my stomach, remembering the hateful words I’d said to him the last time we saw each other. Linc and I were once best friends. We told each other everything. But we haven’t spoken in over a year and even though there was still so much left unsaid, it was as if he never really left.

His brown hair is a little longer but it looks good on him. A light dusting of scruff covers his sharp jaw, making him appear rugged and hard, but his soft green eyes remind me of his kind heart and kindred spirit.

His warm smile slowly fades, and that’s when I notice the pain in his eyes. “Mama has cancer,” he says softly.

I fall to the chair next me, my knees unsteady from the blow of this devastating news. “Oh God, I’m so sorry, Linc.”

He takes the seat across from me. “Doc says her chances are really good. They caught it early, but her treatment will be aggressive, so she’s got a long road ahead.”

I cover his hand with my own, a sharp pang piercing my chest. He lost his father when he was seventeen. His mother is all he’s ever had; it would kill him if he lost her, too. “Please let me know what I can do to help. I had no idea she was sick. I…I haven’t seen Gwynn in a while. I should go visit.”

He smiles again, but this time it’s weak, sad. “She’d love that,” he says. “She misses you and Caroline.”

I miss you, too.

He doesn’t say the words out loud but he doesn’t have to. Those eyes of his tell me more than I care to know. We’ve always had a way of communicating without speaking.

A smile.

A touch.

A look.

He knows me in ways no man does. Or ever will. There’s a heavy amount of comfort in that but there’s also an incredible amount of guilt.

I stand, eager to put some distance between us. “What can I get you to drink?”

He clears his throat. “Sweet tea.”

“Comin’ right up.”

I feel his eyes on me as I move through the tables. I cash out one of my customers and refill a few glasses before eventually pouring his glass of tea.

My skin prickles all over as I approach. “Have you decided what you want yet?” I pull my order pad from the pocket of my apron.

Linc pins me with his sharp, unforgiving eyes. “Yeah, I know what I want, Sylvie.”

“What’ll it be?” I ask, my voice just as shaky as my hands.

“You.”

 

K. Langston
USA Today Bestselling Author 

Release Blitz: Three Empty Words by Gen Ryan

 

 

Title: Three Empty Words
Author: Gen Ryan
Publisher: Hot Tree Publishing
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: September 9, 2017
Blurb
Melanie Smith has
spent her entire life waiting for her happy ever after. For a moment there,
everything is hunky-dory until her boyfriend falls in love with another man.
Trying to move on, she makes every effort to find “the one.”
Watching everyone
around her find love, leaving her knee-deep in spinster status, Melanie decides
on a new path: become a surrogate for her ex-turned-best friend. She doesn’t
bargain on a two-for-one deal: a baby for bestie… and a new man.
Join Melanie on her
journey as she navigates the highs and lows, the cravings and confusion of love
and trying to find meaning in those three empty words.

 

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Author Bio
You can find Gen curled up reading paranormal romance and
romantic thrillers or frantically typing her stories on her laptop.
Forensic psychology is her trade by day, teaching and
molding the minds of college students. Her interest in psychology can be seen
in her books, each including many psychological undertones. Although she loves
teaching, her passion, her true love, lies in the stories that roam around in
her head. Yes, they all come from her mind–the good, the bad, and the totally
insane.
Gen Ryan is an international best-selling author in multiple
subgenres within romance. She lives in Massachusetts–no, not Boston–with her
husband, daughter, and American Eskimo dog named Chewbacca. With each story she
shares, she hopes her love for writing and storytelling seeps through,
encompassing the reader and leaving them wanting more.

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Release Launch: SOMETHING LIKE HAPPY by Eva Woods

The launch title of the highly anticipated new
women’s fiction imprint, Graydon House Books
What would you do if you only had 100 days to live?

SOMETHING LIKE HAPPY
Inspired by the wildly popular
#100HappyDays social media phenomenon
Eva Woods ! On sale: September 2017

Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2x7m8S9

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Inspired by the wildly popular #100HappyDays social media
challenge, SOMETHING LIKE HAPPY is an emotional and
profoundly moving new novel that asks the question:

What would you do if you only had 100 days to live?

What would you do if you had nothing left to lose?
Annie is sleepwalking through life. After a series of tragedies upend her marriage and destroy the perfect life she had built for herself,

Annie doesn’t believe her heart can be broken any further.

Now she’s a 30-something living in a run-down apartment with a roommate, working a boring 9-to-5 job, and looking after her hospital-ridden mother.

She’s lost touch with her friends and isn’t interested in finding new people to
care about.

But Annie is okay with that and has resigned herself to a life of solitary binge watching—after all, if you’ve already lost everything,

you don’t have anything left to lose, right?
But when she meets Polly—an impossibly cheerful and optimistic cancer patient—Annie’s worldview is
turned on its head.

From her colorful outfits to her bottomless generosity, Polly’s enthusiasm and

zest for life could not be more at odds with Annie’s jaded cynicism.

Because if terminal illness has taught Polly
anything, it’s that in order to discover a rainbow, sometimes you have to put up with the rain. She also knows that time is short.

Too short to waste a single day, which is precisely why she wants Annie to join
her on a mission…to celebrate life, while she still has the chance.
Together these two unlikely friends embark on the “100 Happy Days” challenge,

with a goal of doing one happy thing each day for 100 days.

The tasks are relatively simple: Smile at strangers. Give someone
flowers. Be honest. Be silly.

Let go. And while Annie is initially skeptical, she soon finds that days spent
riding rollercoasters and dancing in fountains with Polly begin to mend her broken heart—even as the
progression of Polly’s illness threatens to shatter it all over again.

SOMETHING LIKE HAPPY contemplates what it means to be happy and challenges readers to
embrace life in all its messiness—the ups and the downs, the love and the loss, the joys and the
devastations. Because as Annie will discover, happiness—or something like it—is always possible.

 

Praise for Eva Woods
“Filled with beautiful life lessons of love, loss, friendship, and forgiveness, Something Like
Happy is a perfect feel-good read. A warm, funny, thoughtful novel, packed with heart and
charged with emotion.”
— Lori Nelson Spielman, #1 Bestselling Author of The Life List
“A fresh new voice in romantic fiction.” — Marie Claire

“Page-turning.” — The Guardian
“A knockout new talent you should read immediately.”
— Lee Child, #1 New York Times bestselling author

“Warm, witty and lots of fun—a fantastic new voice in women’s fiction.”
— Melissa Hill, author of Something From Tiffany’s

“Frothy, smart, and unashamedly fun.” — Heat Magazine

“There’s a whole ‘list’ of reasons I loved this book—and I know you will, too!”
— Fabulous magazine

“I sped through it in one glorious book binge.” — Sarra Manning, Red magazine

ABOUT EVA WOODS:
Eva Woods was inspired to write SOMETHING LIKE HAPPY after
surviving her own brush with cancer and the breakdown of her marriage.
Raised in a small village in Northern Ireland, Woods now lives in London,
where she teaches creative writing and regularly contributes to Marie
Claire UK, xoJane, and other publications. She writes crime fiction as Claire McGowan.
ABOUT THE BOOK:
SOMETHING LIKE HAPPY
On Sale: September 2017
$26.99 U.S. / $29.99 CAN.
Hardcover ISBN-13: 9781525811357

New Release: Pretty Reckless by Jane Anthony

Title: Pretty Reckless
Author: Jane Anthony
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 22, 2017
Special Price: $0.99

Addiction: the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity.

 


Love: feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone)

Amazing how two words with vastly different definitions can have the same adverse effect on the spirit.
I may be an addict, but I’m no longer foolhardy enough to be addicted to one man.
No, this girl finds her comfort in thirst quenching liquid — it dulls the pain caused by tainted love. 

True love may exist, but not for me.

Reckless: without thinking or caring about the consequences of an action

The guy I used to be is a distant memory. I left him in the past, vowing never to be that man again.
But never say never, right? This time, I became him out of need.
Need for her.
She only let me in assuming I enjoyed being on the outside, at arm’s length.
But the more I fight the desire brewing in my veins, the harder she is to resist.

Wrong for each other, but carved from the same stone.

He is my rock.

She is my air.

But rocks shatter, and if you get high enough, air becomes unbreathable.

No matter how good it might seem, getting wrapped up in each other is pretty reckless…

Without looking up, she lifts her feet, allows me to sit, and then places them over my lap. I watch her scan the small screen, the lighted background shining against her dark brown irises. Every few seconds, she swipes to the left. “What are you doing?”

“Just messing around online.” 

I lean in just in time to see her swipe again. “Are you on a dating site?” The contempt in my voice is hard to hide. Kat and I have spent every moment together, pretty much, since the day we met. The idea that she’ll eventually end up dating someone never crossed my mind. 

“It’s just Tinder.”

“You really feel like you’re ready to start dating again?” Panic sits on my heart, stabbing at the meshy membrane with a dull fork. The thought of her even looking at another man makes me wants to go on a jealous rampage. She’s been living in my house for the past five weeks, crawling into my bed when she can’t fall asleep. Kat’s mine. Whether she knows it or not. 

“Dating?” She pulls her hair down, and all of mine stand up. The faintest hint of juicy, ripened fruit wafts into my nostrils. Why couldn’t she smell like powder or flowers? Anything other than apples. Because of Kat, the mere thought of a Granny Smith stiffens my cock to an agonizing mass. If I don’t do something about this soon, I’m going to spend the rest of my life in analysis. “No. I’m just looking for a little release.” 

I raise an eyebrow, watching her feverish swiping continue. “You’re looking for a booty call.” 

Her gaze leaves her phone and locks on mine. “Not everyone’s a sex camel like you are, Chase. I can’t just store it in my lady humps and feed off it in tiny increments.” 

“I’m not a sex camel.” 

“You’re right. You’re more a like sexual terrorist. My coochie has been on the no-fly list since the day I met you, and right now, it just needs a little extra mileage. I’m not looking for anything more than that. So,” —she lifts her phone and waggles it back and forth— “Tinder.” 

The corners of my mouth turn down. I focus on the television, pretending to watch the Kardashians fight when really, I’m imagining what it would be like to drag Kat into my room caveman-style and lock her away. I’m a selfish prick. I can’t have her, but I don’t want anyone else to have her either. 

“Should I get my lips done?” From the corner of my eye, I see her pressing her fingertips against her puckered mouth as she watches the TV alongside me. “I want Khloe Kardashian lips.”

“Your lips are fine.” 

“Word to the wise, Chase. Never tell a woman she’s fine. Fine is the kiss of death.” 

I turn to look at her. Your lips are perfect. Two plump little pillows that would feel incredible sliding over my erection. “There’s not a thing about you I’d change.” 

“You’re biased because you’re my friend.” 

I just know what I like. “Scout’s honor.” 

She rolls her eyes and looks back down at her phone. Swipe . . . swipe . . . swipe . . . all to the left. Then one to the right. My heart sinks. 

“You right swiped.” 

“Ew, are you watching me? Creeper alert!” 

I hold out my hand. “Let me see.”

“No.” 

“Come on! Show me!” I reach out to grab the phone, but she jerks her arm back.

“No way, Jose!” That innocent giggle wraps itself around my heart and travels to my dick in an instant. My laugh. My girl. Fuck Tinder. 

Gobs of hysteric cackling erupt from her chest when I squeeze her knee with my fingers. She squirms and writhes, attempting to tear my grip from her leg. My free hand moves to her stomach. The phone falls to the floor and bounces across the carpet, long forgotten. 

When I shift to my knee in an attempt to avoid a karate kick to the face, her arms shoot up and grasp my shirt, pulling me down against her. Frantic breath beats against my lips, her eyes wild with passion and fire. 

Face to face, her body trembles. Raven strands of hair stick to her mouth. I run my fingers down her cheek and slip them behind her ear. Those lips. Those fucking amazing lips are so close to mine I can almost taste them.

So close . . .

The first taste is everything.

 

Jane Anthony is a romance author, fist pumping Jersey-girl, and hard rock enthusiast. She resides in the ‘burbs of New Jersey with her husband and children. A lover of Halloween, vintage cars, & coffee, she’s also an encyclopedia of useless 80’s knowledge and trivia. When not writing, she’s an avid reader, concert goer, and party planner extraordinaire.

 


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New Release Review: Love, Sex, Music by Michelle A. Valentine

 

BLURB

Fame can disappear in an instant…

Fortune is a fleeting fantasy…

Laz Rawlings had them both, until he lost it all…

Laz, a former world-famous music producer screwed up everything thanks to his rock-n-roll lifestyle, but he’s been given an opportunity to prove his genius in the music industry wasn’t a fluke, and he’s hell-bent on not letting history repeat itself. But that’s proving difficult when the young singer he’s tasked with grooming has become the object of his every desire.

Life has been an uphill battle for Aundrea Newton, so when a sexy, tattooed stranger hand delivers her dream of a music career, she’s skeptical. Nothing ever comes easy, and she knows Laz has the power to crush both her career and her heart with his undeniable sex appeal and charismatic swagger.

When the line between mentor and student blurs, both begin to question what’s more important: Love, sex or the music.

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REVIEW

Love, Sex, MusicLove, Sex, Music by Michelle A. Valentine
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Author Michelle A. Valentine delivered another first-rate book with
appealing characters that left me swooning.
I have a history with Michelle, she writes it, I read it. Always.
From rock stars to wrestlers to her bad boys and now a former
boy band member and music producer who lost his way.
He had it all until he let it slip away.
Lazarus /Laz Rawlings is a recovering drug addict/alcoholic who only knows one thing…music.
He lost it all, fame and glory.
Tattooed and sexy as hell I fell hard for his charisma and resolve.
Clean and sober he is ready to return to the world he lost.
His search for talented women for a girl band has him mesmerized when he sees Aundrea/Drea Newton.
The connection is instant and the lust undeniable.
Rule one…no sleeping with the ladies!
Drea is shy, lacks confidence and has a few secrets that could ruin her
shining star. She too feels the pull and resisting is futile.
Temperatures rise as their bodies sway to the rhythm of desire.

Events takes its toll as she navigates adversaries and a crazy ex.
Twists and disclosures added drama and a surprise zapped my breath away.
The stakes are high, each with much to risk.
Secondary characters added humor and flirtation, I adored Cam and Candace!
Take it to the beach or poolside.
HEA no cliffhanger.

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New Release: The Yankee Billionaire’s Bride by Roz Lee

Title: The Yankee Billionaire’s Bride

Author: Roz Lee

Series: Billionaire Brides Book 2

Genre: Contemporary Romance

 

Blurb

Visiting the tiny town of Butte Plains, Texas to help out a friend, born and bred Yankee Scott Ramsey has no intention of falling in love, but it isn’t long before the wide open plains, and especially the meadows—Roseanne Meadows—stake a claim on his heart. The Lone Star state seems welcoming enough, but after the owner of The Yellow Rose Bed and Breakfast stole his heart, suddenly, for reasons he can’t understand, he’s relegated to carpetbagger status. What will it take to convince Roseanne his home is where his heart is?

Roseanne Meadows knew better than to fall in love with a Yankee carpetbagger, but it’s too late now. What’s done is done, and the sooner Scott Ramsey packs up his toys and goes home to his venomous family, the better. Faced with an unexpected life-altering situation, in true Texan style, the owner of The Yellow Rose B&B will do whatever it takes to survive, even if it means leaving the only place her heart has ever called home.

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Excerpt

You’re back.”

I said I would be. You haven’t rented my room out to someone else have you?” Scott set his suitcase in the wide foyer of the B&B and smiled at the owner of the inn who wasn’t smiling back at him.

No. I haven’t, but maybe I should.”

He stood frozen, one hand on the handle of his luggage, the other in his pocket where he’d deposited his keys. What the hell had happened while he was gone? “What are you saying? You want me to leave?”

Roseanne glanced over her shoulder in the direction of the kitchen then back at him. “Keep your voice down. The whole world doesn’t need to know our business.”

Scott didn’t care who heard, but appearances meant a lot to Roseanne, so he lowered his voice to a near whisper. “What’s going on?” For the first time since he’d entered the house, he noticed she was wringing her hands—something she only did when she was nervous.

Did you think I wouldn’t find out?”

He cocked his head to one side. “Find out what?”

Your parents’ anniversary party?” She quit fidgeting and squared her shoulders. Her hands became small fists at her sides. “You know—the one you attended last night?”

Scott sighed and dropped his gaze to the floor. Shit. What could he say? I didn’t want to drag you into the mess that is my family? I didn’t want you to meet my parents? I didn’t want you to get hurt? All of them true, but obviously not what she wanted to hear, so he pulled out the only plausible explanation he could think of. “You were sick. I thought knowing what you were missing would make you feel even worse.”

Her face turned thunderous. “That’s bullshit, and you know it. You knew about the party long before I got sick. You could have told me anytime, but you didn’t because you didn’t want me to go with you. I’m not an idiot, Scott. I know I’m not in your league, but you could have been honest with me. I deserved that much.”

I wanted—”

She held her hand up. “Stop. Just stop. Don’t say another word. I have no right to be upset, but I am, which is on me. I let myself think there was more between us than there was. So, thanks for the reality check, and please find another place to stay as soon as possible.”

He should have told her about the party when he first heard about it. Roseanne was more than capable of holding her own in his parents’ world. A cold, hard truth settled over him. Yes, he’d been protecting her from the pointed barbs his family could throw, but he’d also been protecting himself. He didn’t want Roseanne to see the way his family treated him. Didn’t want her to know he was, if not exactly the black sheep, the one with the purple stripes—the one his family couldn’t understand. Had never made an effort to understand. He’d screwed up, big time. Worse, he had no idea how to fix it. “You can’t be serious.”

Her features hardened even more, and he got a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He’d said the wrong thing. As usual. “I’ve never been more serious in my life. You’ve got twenty-four hours. If you aren’t out by then, you’ll find your things waiting for you on the front porch. Is that clear?”

Meet the Author

USA Today Bestselling Author, Roz Lee is a displaced Texan who lives in New Jersey with her husband of almost four decades, and Bud, an overly large rescue dog who demands regular romps in the woods no matter how busy his parents are.

The mom of two daughters and grandma to the cutest baby boy ever, Roz collects Depression glass, and teacups with rose patterns. Her favorite food is Tex-Mex, and she’s never met a piece of chocolate she didn’t like.

When Roz isn’t writing, she’s reading, or traipsing around the country on one adventure or another. Warning—she brakes for antique stores!

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New Release: Three of a Kind by Susan Hayes

Title: Three of a Kind

Author: Susan Hayes

Series: The Drift, Book 4

Genre: Sci-Fi romance, Menage

Blurb

When the chips are down and the stakes are high, winning takes three of a kind
Dr. Alyson Jefferies treats everyone who comes through the doors of her medical clinic, regardless of species or social standing. The corporations who run the Drift don’t approve of her open-door policy, but Alyson is determined to fight for her patients, no matter what.
Cyborg brothers Dirk, Blade, and Lance Trello were designed for combat, but the Resource Wars ended before they drew their first breath. Soldiers without a war, they drift from place to place, looking for a purpose and a reason to settle down.

When corporate secrets and hidden agendas put Alyson’s life in peril, the three hot-blooded brothers know they’ve found a cause worth fighting for. They are going to protect their defiant doctor—while trying to convince her that sometimes the best things in life come in threes.

Book is on sale for 20% off until June 25th, 2017

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Excerpt

When she yawned for the third time, she decided it was time for a cup of tea. That would keep her going for another hour or so. She headed to the kitchen, and stopped short when Dirk appeared in the hall in front of her.

“Your bedroom is in the other direction.”

“Yes, it is. But the kitchen is where the tea is.” She tried to step around him, but he folded his arms across his chest and moved in front of her again.

“You don’t need tea. You need sleep.”

“I’m fine. I learned to go without sleep while I was in med school.” She tapped his forearm with her finger. “So, if you’d get out of my way I’ll go get my tea.”

“Not going to happen. You’ve had a hell of a day, and you’re exhausted. I’m not a doctor, but even I can tell you’re pushing yourself too hard.”

She stifled another yawn and pointed toward the kitchen. “I’ll sleep in an hour. I promise.”

“Are you always this stubborn?” he asked, but his lips were turned up into a grin that belied the annoyed tone in his voice.

“Always.” She hadn’t gotten this far in her career, or her life, by backing down, and she wasn’t going to start now.

“Noted. But you’re still not getting your way. Not this time.”

He moved so fast she didn’t have time to do more than blink before he bent over and hauled her over one massive shoulder. When he straightened, she yelped in surprise and started kicking and squirming. She knew it was hopeless, but she wasn’t going to suffer through this indignity without a fight. Her fuzzy slippers thumped against his side, and every time they connected, dots of purple lights danced across the walls and ceiling.

Put me down, you jerk!”

He clamped an arm across the back of her thighs, locking down her legs and started walking down the hall, away from the kitchen. “I’ll put you down when we get to your bedroom.”

She smacked her hand against his ass, which was the only part of him she could reach as she dangled off his shoulder. “I was wrong. You’re not jerk. You’re an asshole. You know what’s worse than eavesdropping? This. This is worse.”

A door slid open somewhere in front of them, but all she could see was Dirk’s broad back.

“I heard yelling. Is everything okay?”

She wriggled again. “No, it’s not. You’re supposed to be my bodyguard, so help me! Make Dirk put me down right now.”

“Uh, Dirk, is there a reason our protectee is upside down and royally pissed off?”

“She needs to go to bed and is too stubborn to admit it. So, I’m escorting her there.”

“Uh huh.” Blade appeared beside her, grinning from ear-to-ear. “Cute slippers.”

“You’re not going to help?”

“I’m not. You need rest. You aren’t any good to anyone if you’re too tired to think.”

“You’re both assholes.” She gave up arguing and went limp.

“Yeah, but we’re still right. Good night, Doc.” Blade gave her a jaunty wave and vanished from sight again, still chuckling.

Meet the Author

Susan lives on Vancouver Island, off the Canadian west coast where the waters are patrolled by orcas and the sighting of snowflakes leads to citywide panic. She’s jumped out of perfectly good airplanes on purpose and accidently swum with sharks on the Great Barrier Reef.

If the world ends, she plans to survive as the spunky, comedic sidekick to the heroes of the new world, because she’s too short and out of shape to make it on her own for long.

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