by Emmy Curtis
Available 11/03/15
Book #4 – Alpha Ops
Series
Publisher: Forever
Yours
One year ago, David Church
kissed a beautiful, brilliant woman on an airfield in Iraq—and hasn't stopped
thinking about her ever since. Now, the military veteran gets a chance to
rekindle that fire when he sees his lost love again—looking sexier than ever—at
an international conference in Athens. David yearns to take her in his arms, to
hold her close and never let go. But when the bullets begin to fly, it's not
just his heart on the line. It's his life.
When Molly Solent agreed to
deliver intelligence for the U.S. government, she didn't realize she'd be
caught in the crossfire of a surprise ambush—and underneath the hard-muscled
body of David Church. Shielding her from harm and swearing to protect her, the
elite bodyguard reignites a searing passion that Molly can't resist. But with
unforeseen danger around every corner—and unquenchable desire in every
embrace—falling in love could be the greatest risk of all…
Emmy Curtis is an editor and a romance
writer. An ex-pat Brit, she quells her homesickness with Cadbury Flakes and
Fray Bentos pies. She's lived in London, Paris and New York, and has settled
for the time being, in North Carolina. When not writing, Emmy loves to travel
with her military husband and take long walks with their Lab. All things
considered, her life is chock full of hoot, just a little bit of nanny. And if
you get that reference...well, she already considers you kin.
The Alpha Ops Series: (while
books in this series are loosely connected, all function as standalones)
Dangerous
Territory- Book 1- novella
Over the Line- Book 2
Pushing the Limit- Book 3
Compromised- Book 5 -Available 03/01/16
Excerpt
He
pulled his hand away, and she moaned, opening her eyes. He gazed at her for a
second, and pulled her upright and put his hands on her shoulders. “You deserve
all the promises in the world. I’m just not there yet. I’m—”
She
laid her fingers against his lips. “Shhh. I’m not asking for any promises. I’m
not asking for tomorrow. I’m not making that mistake again. I’m not asking for
your soul, either.” She frowned. “I just want now. This second. I just want you.”
He
held her gaze for a couple of seconds, as if measuring her sincerity. And then
he dropped his head. “I don’t des—”
“Don’t
say that. You might get to choose what you deserve. But I do too. I deserve
this.” She wanted to stamp her foot. “I deserve you. I waited so long. Thought
about you for so long. Said ‘no’ to so many dates. You ruined this past year for me. So the way I see it, you owe me now.”
He
raised his head with the beginnings of a smile playing around the corners of
his mouth. “I owe you, huh?” He narrowed his eyes and walked her backward until
her calves hit the bed.
“Yes
you do,” she replied in a whisper. “And I intend on collecting.”
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