In Walked Trouble
by Christina Elle
Under Covers #2
Publication Date: July 31, 2017
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Select, Suspense, Contemporary, Romance
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SYNOPSIS:
With a deadly target on his back, DEA agent Luke Calder’s plan is to drink away his impending demise. Except instead of getting blessedly drunk, in walks a woman with a much deeper story than she’s leading on. And he definitely wants to know more. Especially when he learns she might have intel he needs. He’s not cool with lying to her, but desperate times call for desperate measures. And what starts out as simple surveillance turns into so much more. Cassandra Stone is having a bad night. Her boyfriend’s been cheating because she’s not “adventurous enough” in bed. So, she does the next logical thing—she goes in search of a dark, dangerous one-night stand. Instead, she finds smoldering eyes, deep dimples, and the killer smile of a guy who won’t leave her alone. Damn him. He says and does all the right things, making Cass believe that good men still exist. Until she learns why he took an interest in her in the first place.
Excerpt:
“Fine,” she said. “I’ll sleep in the bed. But at least stay in here with me. I don’t snore or kick or ail around. I promise to stay on my side and not bother you.” It would take a hell of a lot of effort, but at least she wouldn’t have to feel bad that he was uncomfortable in the other room.
He smiled, but his eyes were tense. “I appreciate you looking out for me. But I can’t make that same promise.”
She didn’t take him for a guy who snored or kicked in his sleep, but hey, everyone had quirks.
He stepped forward so their bodies were almost touching, and he dipped his chin to look into her eyes. “If I stay in this bed with you, I can guarantee I won’t stay on my side and I’ll most definitely bother you. All night. You’re in my favorite shirt with your bare breasts all over the cotton. I wanna run my hands along your skin, lift that fucking thing off, and suck on you until you scream for me to stop.” His comment was punctuated with so much heat her knees almost gave out. “You said you won’t do anything like that in Maybel’s house, and I’m trying to respect that. Which is why I’m walking out. Right now.”
Why had she said that about Maybel’s again? It seemed like a good idea at the time. Now that she was wet and practically panting, not so much.
Her body swayed forward, but he stepped back.
“Please, Cass. I’m holding on by a thread now as it is.” His expression was laced with promise, and a quiver raced up her spine.
He turned and walked to the doorway. Shooting her a fiery glance over his shoulder, he said, “Sweet dreams.” Then pulled the door shut behind him.
Sweet dreams. Ha! If she could sleep at all.
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