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About Rogue:Reeling from the death of her daring Navy SEAL brother, reserved McKenzie Prescott decides to honor him in the only way she can think of--by finishing his bucket list. Suddenly, she’s doing things she’s never dreamed of--like jumping off waterfalls...and inviting the intoxicating stranger she meets in Las Vegas to help her with some of the more racy items on the list… Noah Payne used to be a Navy SEAL…until his job cost him his family. Now he wants revenge, and he’s not above playing dirty to get it. His current mission—to find a missing shipment of guns—is the last piece of the puzzle. But his only lead is Liam Prescott’s bucket list. Noah figures that by getting close to Liam’s sister, McKenzie, he’ll soon get his hands on the list. Only keeping his hands off a suddenly sexy McKenzie is turning out to be the real challenge!
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McKenzie Prescott is nothing like what I expected. El Gato told me she was cautious and reserved, a twenty-four-year-old somewhat naive and mousy girl prone to panic attacks, a girl who spent more time with women than men designing elaborate wedding gowns for a living and who was slightly afraid of her own shadow. But the girl walking toward me with the hint of a smile on her pouty lips is anything but mousy. This woman is pure sex on a stick, with dark blond hair hanging in a sexy riot of waves halfway down her back, long-lashed, smoky blue eyes, luscious curves perfectly showcased in a black, body-hugging slip of a dress with cut-outs up the side that show a tantalizing glimpse of flesh, and a confident swing of her hips as she walks boldly toward me.
I stand up slowly, enjoying the view as she approaches. She’s nearly in front of me when the heel of her six-inch black stiletto catches on the edge of the carpet, and I instinctively reach out to steady her. The electricity that sizzles between us as my hands make contact with her bare skin is palpable, and my cock hardens instantaneously. Damn. I haven’t felt this sort of visceral attraction to a woman in years. Maybe ever.
I mentally shake my head. I’m here to do a job, not get laid. Still, I leave my hand on the curve of her hip, not willing to break the physical contact just yet. Her eyes narrow, but she doesn’t move away.
“Why were you watching me?” she asks. Her low-pitched voice has the barest hint of a southern accent.
“Just wondering what your lips would taste like when I kissed you,” I answer evenly, looking straight into eyes so blue you could drown in them.
Her eyes widen and then her lashes lower, but not before I see them dilate in response. She keeps her gaze averted for one long moment, and then she looks back up at me. “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”
I take another step closer, and with one hand still on her waist, I cup my other hand around the side of her neck as my thumb brushes her cheek. I lean forward and kiss her, and the electricity that crackled between us when I first touched her erupts into a full conflagration as our lips meet. Her lips are soft and I gently coax them open, slipping my tongue into her mouth. There’s a sharp little intake of breath, and then her tongue meets mine tentatively. She tastes like honey on a hot summer’s day—so sweet and rich you want to dip back in for seconds. I do just that, deepening the kiss as my tongue sweeps over hers, devouring the little sigh that escapes from her. When I finally pull back slightly, our lips still mere inches from each other, it takes a minute for her eyes to open and focus.
“Do you always kiss girls you don’t know like that?” she asks breathlessly.