Author: Tia Louise
Release Date: April 21, 2014
When Sloan Reynolds beats criminal charges, Melissa Jones stops believing her wealthy, connected ex-husband will ever pay for what he did to her.
Derek Alexander canât accept thatâa tiny silver scar won't let him forget, and as a leader in the security business, he is determined to get the man who hurt his fiancÃ©e.
Then the body of a former call girl turns up dead. Sheâs the breakthrough Derekâs been waiting for, the link to Sloanâs sordid past he needs. But as usual, legal paths to justice have been covered up or erased.
Derekâs ready to do whatever it takes to protect his family when his partner Patrick Knight devises a plan that changes everything.
Itâs a plan that involves coloring outside the lines and taking a walk on the dark side. It goes against everything on which Alexander-Knight, LLC, is based.
And itâs a plan Derekâs more than ready to follow.
Note: Standalone, M/F, HEA.
âDerek is hot! Patrick is equally hot! Put these two hot men together and what do you get?!? Panty Dropping holy mother of god hotness! The gang is back and I couldn't be happier!â âKarrie, Panty-Dropping Book Blog
âEach scene flowed into the next effortlesslyâ¦ drama, suspense and then a scene that will have your pulse racing and your eyes dilating.ââDaphnie, Bound by Books blog
â5 of 5 breathtaking stars.â âLisa, Goodreads reviewer
âThe sex scenes are hot, and the story is great! The love Derek has for Melissa just pulls you in and you know he would do anything in his power to make sure she is safe, which makes him a new addition to my book boyfriend list!â âChrissy, Reading Past My Bedtime blog
âI love this series. I think I enjoyed this book the most because of the suspense element.â âHelen, Kinky Book Klub
âWhat have you done?â His voice is full of warmth as he watches me from the sofa.
âSince youâve been working too hardââ
âSince youâve been working too hard,â I repeat, âI decided to recreate our relaxing spa vacation in the desert.â
Placing the tray on the coffee table, I hand him his flute and lift mine. âTo family restrooms.â
He laughs and clinks back. âTo the gorgeous woman who drives me to crazy extremes.â
We sip and I crawl forward on the couch to kiss him and tell him again. âI love you.â
He leans forward, placing his flute, the tray, my flute, all of it on the coffee table. Then his hands move through the open robe to pull me onto his lap in a straddle, facing him. Just that fast, his mouth is on my neck, nibbling and kissing. My eyes are closed, and Iâm powerless.
âI love you more,â he says beside my ear with a deep inhale. âYou smell so good.â
Threading my fingers in his hair, I kiss his temple. âI wore the red laceâ¦â
A rumble of approval, and his lips touch that spot behind my ear, a light scruff against my skin, sending shivers flying down my legs.
âMy favorite.â His voice is thick as I pull his cheeks, reuniting our mouths.
For a moment, we make out like teenagers, hot and breathless, tongues entwining. He holds me against his bare chest, my elbows are bent, and my palms are on his cheeks. His mouth is like some rich, decadent chocolate I can never get enough of tasting. As we kiss, I feel him relax, and my hands slide behind his neck, my lips travel up to his brow. He hugs me against his torso and doesnât move. Neither do I.
This big, strong man saved me twice. If comfort is what he needs, Iâm here to give it to him. Iâm here to give him anything. After a few more breaths, his arms relax. I lean back and study his face a moment. The robe has dropped around my shoulders, so Iâm basically sitting nude on his lap, but I donât care.
âHungry?â I reach for the sandwich plate and hold it between us, right at our chins. âYou probably wonât think itâs as good as Central Grocery, but I think itâs delicious.â
His blue eyes take me in before he bites. âMmmâ¦â is all I get.
Giggling, I lean forward and take a bite myself. The tangy, savory flavor of olives and smoky provolone fills my mouth.
âDelicious!â My voice is muffled.
His smile glows as he watches me, his voice full of love. âHowâs the baby?â
Lowering the sandwich to the plate, I turn and put it on the side table again. âI canât feel a thing, but the doctor said heâs doing great.â
My last checkup was a week ago, and we both agreed unless something unusual occurred, Derek could miss the routine exams. So far everything has been by the book.
âSo heâs a boy now?â I love his grin at the prospect of a little son.
Shrugging, I acquiesce. âMaybeâ¦ itâs too soon to know.â
His attention moves from my face to my abdomen. Large hands span my bare stomach before he leans forward and kisses me right below my sternum, right at the top of my belly.
âI love you,â he whispers to the little bean growing there.
Iâm certain my heart melts in that instant, and I catch his face again to cover it with kisses. Heâs right with me, lifting me in his arms and carrying me to the master suite. A California king-sized bed fills the space, and he spreads me out on the soft mattress, lying on his side next to me.
I trail my fingers lightly over his brow, to his temple, following a line to his strong jaw. He looks at me like Iâm the most fragile thing in his bedâanother detail he knows isnât true.
We donât disturb the moment, though. The truth might be that both of us are strong as iron, tough as flint, but holding each other, we know how precious it is that weâre here, together.
The randomness of chance keeps us both in awe, and for that, we treasure these moments. After working so hard, our reunions are the sweetest bliss. He holds me, and I feel very needed and extremely sexy. This man is like water in the desert to me, and it isnât hard to see the feeling is mutual.
âIâm sorry I interrupted dinner.â Leaning forward, he nibbles the skin at my neck, and a surge rises between my legs. âCan you wait?â
My voice is thick as I answer. âI guess soâ¦â
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Tia Louise is a former journalist, world-traveler, and collector of beautiful men (who inspire all of her stories... *wink*)--turned wife, mommy, and novelist.
She lives in the center of the U.S.A. with her lovely family and one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are engaging, hot, and sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public locations...It's possible she has a slight truffle addiction.
Books by Tia Louise:
ONE TO HOLD (Derek & Melissa), 2013
ONE TO KEEP (Patrick & Elaine), 2014
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