| Author: | Anne Marie Novark | ISBN: | 9781458051400 |
| Publisher: | Anne Marie Novark | Publication: | May 31, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Anne Marie Novark |
| ISBN: | 9781458051400 |
| Publisher: | Anne Marie Novark |
| Publication: | May 31, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
TEXAN UNDERCOVER
Contemporary Romantic Suspense Novel
Sparks fly and computers crash when Claire Maxwell's cybercafe is used for nefarious purposes. She's thrown into the midst of an undercover operation and doesn't like it one bit. She really doesn't like being thrown in the company of the hot private eye handling the case. Claire doesn't believe in love or happily ever after anymore. Can the handsome P.I. change her mind?
Dillon Anderson needs Claire's help to stop a dangerous corporate hacker. What he doesn't need is the sucker punch of desire whenever she's near. Dillon has always avoided women like Claire, but avoiding this particular woman proves to be an impossible mission. Can he get the job done without getting done in himself?
Excerpt:
"Is something wrong?" Claire asked. In the small confines of the storeroom, her voice sounded hushed. It whispered over him like a filmy piece of silk.
Dillon couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed her shoulders, wanting to shake her. Wanting to kiss her. He needed to kiss Claire. He needed to feel her kiss him back. Needed to make the fire burn brighter between them.
"I'll tell you what's wrong," he said, his own voice harsh with desire. "I want to kiss you. I want to do a whole lot more than just kiss."
Her brown eyes widened. But not in fear. She looked at his mouth. He nearly groaned when she bit her lip, as if mulling over what he'd just said.
"I don't think that would be a good idea," she said softly.
"Probably not." He pulled her close. She didn't resist.
"We shouldn't do this, Dillon."
"I agree."
"You do?" He felt her hands on his chest. To push him away? He waited a heartbeat. Then another. She didn't push, instead she spread her fingers wide. He wondered if her touch would burn a hole through his shirt.
"Shut up, Claire. We're going to do this."
"But--"
He didn't give her time to protest. He kissed her . . .
TEXAN UNDERCOVER
Contemporary Romantic Suspense Novel
Sparks fly and computers crash when Claire Maxwell's cybercafe is used for nefarious purposes. She's thrown into the midst of an undercover operation and doesn't like it one bit. She really doesn't like being thrown in the company of the hot private eye handling the case. Claire doesn't believe in love or happily ever after anymore. Can the handsome P.I. change her mind?
Dillon Anderson needs Claire's help to stop a dangerous corporate hacker. What he doesn't need is the sucker punch of desire whenever she's near. Dillon has always avoided women like Claire, but avoiding this particular woman proves to be an impossible mission. Can he get the job done without getting done in himself?
Excerpt:
"Is something wrong?" Claire asked. In the small confines of the storeroom, her voice sounded hushed. It whispered over him like a filmy piece of silk.
Dillon couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed her shoulders, wanting to shake her. Wanting to kiss her. He needed to kiss Claire. He needed to feel her kiss him back. Needed to make the fire burn brighter between them.
"I'll tell you what's wrong," he said, his own voice harsh with desire. "I want to kiss you. I want to do a whole lot more than just kiss."
Her brown eyes widened. But not in fear. She looked at his mouth. He nearly groaned when she bit her lip, as if mulling over what he'd just said.
"I don't think that would be a good idea," she said softly.
"Probably not." He pulled her close. She didn't resist.
"We shouldn't do this, Dillon."
"I agree."
"You do?" He felt her hands on his chest. To push him away? He waited a heartbeat. Then another. She didn't push, instead she spread her fingers wide. He wondered if her touch would burn a hole through his shirt.
"Shut up, Claire. We're going to do this."
"But--"
He didn't give her time to protest. He kissed her . . .
