Genre: Contemporary Romance
When Rose's past catches up with her will she survive? Jack will stop
at nothing to make sure she does.
Rose Eagleton has never let anyone penetrate her tough exterior. She
won't allow herself to be hurt again, nor will she let anyone uncover the
secrets of her past, which she has successfully hidden for years. But when she
meets Jack Calloway he refuses to let her hide behind her shell. She's confused
about her feelings for this man who takes every opportunity to be close to her,
to touch her, to make her feel. But she knows one thing for sure—she can't let
him become important to her.
Jack's motto had always been 'to protect'. An ex-Navy Seal who is now
part owner of a security firm, he takes his work seriously. When he installs a
security system in Rose's club as a favor to her sister, he finds himself
intrigued by the beautiful young woman who fights so hard to keep him at a
distance. As he discovers the secrets she's trying so desperately to hide, it
becomes clear that her life is in danger. Can he break through her shell and
provide her with the protection she needs but refuses to accept?
Content Warning: contains adult language and explicit sex
~Excerpt~
"Honey girl, you look as if you'd rather be
somewhere else."
The familiar voice made Rose's stomach clench and her
heart race.
She cleared her throat, turning around. "I was
thinking about changing my clothes. I'm not really all that comfortable in this
type of attire."
Jack's dark eyes went over her from top to bottom, his
perusal slow, until his eyes rested on hers. "That'd be a real pity, Rose,
'cause you look beautiful in that dress."
"Yeah, right." She laughed. "Is that a
pick-up line, Jack?"
Even on her best day she thought she just looked
'okay', nothing out of this world, definitely not a beauty like Daisy and Jasmine.
Rose thought that the beauty gene must have passed her by, because her two
sisters were beautiful while she was merely passable.
The male species were okay, but she'd never found one
that made her sigh and swoon. She was used to putting up a front, fighting her
battles, but truth be told, she was embarrassed and felt uncomfortable in such
close proximity with Jack.
He reached over, slipping his finger around a curl
that the hairdresser had tonged into her straight hair, it was left loose while
the rest of her hair was piled on top of her head. He twined it around his
finger, doing it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
She reached up, circling his wrist with her fingers,
only they were too small, and it made her aware of just how large he was.
He gave her a questioning look. "You gonna try
and throw me down the stairs or something?" His mouth twitched as his eyes
twinkled with amusement.
She stared hard at him. She didn't like to be touched.
"If I have to."
Rose was defiant; she knew for sure that no way in
hell would she be able to do that. When he'd allowed her to kick his six and a
half feet of muscled body out of her club she'd had to admit surprise. Rose
thought a man like him would have been mortified by a female getting one over
on him, but he hadn't even lifted a finger to stop her.
He stepped back, and she held her breath when she felt
his fingers touch her neck as he let go of her hair. Her insides did that
shaking thing which had also happened the last time she saw him. He leaned
against the banister and shoved his hands into his trouser pockets.
"So why'd you laugh when I called you
pretty?"
"Because I thought it was funny and a terrible
pick-up line."
He raised his eyebrows. "You think that was a
pick-up line?"
"Wasn't it?" She moved back, or tried to;
she was already pushed against the window. He was so close, she had to look up
to talk to him. The air seemed limited, and she blew out a breath to cool her
very unattractive sweaty upper lip.
"No, it was the truth. You look beautiful."
She tried to be casual by shrugging her shoulders, but
she was standing in four-inch heels, and the movement unbalanced her—there was
no way that was ever going to end well. She fell forward straight into his
arms, her braless breasts squashed into his hard chest.
Immediately her nipples hardened, and she was shocked.
She could feel her body enjoying the warmth of Jack Calloway before she
realized he had his arms around her with his long fingers laying on the bare
skin of her back. Jeezus, was that an electric shock whizzing down her arms to
the tips of her toes?
She pushed back, looking up into those black eyes that
were half closed. He, on the other hand, seemed perfectly unaffected by what
had just happened. Although he wasn't smiling as he had been, the facetiousness
had disappeared. She frowned. Had she imagined that sizzle of awareness? No…the
soles of her feet felt like a pincushion.
"You are beautiful," he insisted.
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~About the Author~
My home is on the beautiful island of Anglesey on the west coast of
North Wales. Anglesey has been my home since the age of eleven after moving
here with my mum and dad and three sisters from Scotland.
I'm the proud mother of two grown children. My daughter Emma is a
primary school teacher, and my son Christopher is part of the family business.
I'm a health freak and a vegetarian. Pilates class combined with
visiting the gym at least four times a week keeps me fit. I love clothes,
makeup, and having my nails and hair done. I'm just a girl's girl.
If I'm not in my office pounding the keys I'm sitting in my favorite
chair reading books and discovering new authors on my Kindle.
As a young child I loved to write. I always carried a notebook and pen
around with me and wrote about everything. I never thought for one moment I
would ever be able to pick up a book with my name on it and say "I wrote
that". It was a dream come true when I signed with a publisher for my
first book in November 2012. So, dare I say at the young age of fifty I think
it's time for me to see if those dreams are everything that I hope they will
be.
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