(Dallas After Dark)
Publication date: December 18th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
DESIRE WITH NO LIMITS
Erica Keeley has always been willing to break the rules to catch a criminal, until her unorthodox tactics get her booted from the CIA and betrayed by the man she trusted. Now, gone rogue to stop a terrorist group, she’s working undercover at Dallas’s top male strip and burlesque club, dancing alongside sexy, sculpted men. Not that any of her co-workers give her the adrenaline rush she got from her former life. Erica hits the jackpot when she overhears her targets discussing a homegrown terrorist plot. But her last shot at redemption means getting up close and personal with her traitorous ex.
Control is what CIA officer Ryan Arnell values above all things. Yet he was irresistibly drawn to Erica’s impulsive, uninhibited nature in the field—and in bed—until her bull-headed tactics risked the agency’s mission. Teaming up to stop a deadly attack, he’s falling again for this spontaneous, high-octane woman. And with Erica’s ties to the terrorists proving closer than either of them expected, the riskiest mission of all might be this second chance at love . . .
“A highly entertaining and cohesive suspense novel with an emotionally satisfying romance that will keep readers glued to the page.” —RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars on Dangerous Moves
Explicit Language Below
A growl built in the back of Ryan’s throat at the group of jostling men thronging the stage. They practically salivated, reaching across the polished wooden surface toward Erica the moment she touched ground.
His back teeth clamped together.
Not fucking happening.
He grabbed two catcalling guys by the collar and shoved them backward. When a third grabbed for her foot, Ryan smacked it away. On the job, Erica had swathed herself in conservative garb or fatigues, but this…this blatant sexual side that’d once been a feast for his eyes only…played serious games with his already fucked-up mind.
He still wanted Erica.
An indisputable truth.
He hustled to the stage exit instead, pushed aside another admirer, and leapt after her.
“No patrons backstage,” announced a burly bouncer. Ahead, Erica flicked her long hair over her shoulder and accepted a stagehands offered water.
“I’m not a customer.” Ryan glowered down at the meathead. He didn’t need this asshole’s permission. “Erica!”
She paused and peered backward. Her eyes popped when they landed on him, and her body stiffened. “You!”
“Okay, dude.” The bouncer grabbed Ryan’s arm. “Outta here.”
“No.” Ryan flung off the man’s grip without tearing his gaze from Erica. Her eyes were bright and angry now, and a hectic red flooded her cheeks. It didn’t take Jason Bourne to figure out he wasn’t the agent she’d expected. “I’m a—a—”
“An asshole?” All the air left his body at her familiar, taunting-feisty voice. It was the kind of voice in which every other sentence seemed to end with a silent “in your face.” Every fourth sentence with a “fuck off.”
The bouncer’s square head swiveled between him and Erica as they locked eyes. “You know this guy?”
“Unfortunately.” She grabbed a robe from the gaping stagehand, shoved it on, and belted it tight before striding close. His heart thumped, and his palms slicked as he peered into her familiar, refined features. Erica Keely was more beautiful than any woman had a right to be.
“What is he—a stalker?”
“Worse,” she spat. “He’s my ex.”
“Now you’re really outta here!” The bouncer lunged, stumbling when Ryan easily sidestepped the oaf.
“Wait!” Erica grabbed the bouncer’s raised arm when he whirled. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I won’t hurt him,” Ryan observed, dry. “Much.”
“You think I’m afraid of him?” The huffing bouncer struggled to free himself. Since Erica strategically placed her fingers on his pressure points, though, it was a losing battle.
“You should be.” Erica eyed Ryan, then sighed. “Much as I’d like to see you beat the crap out of him, you’d never land the first punch. He’s killed some serious motherfuckers.”
“Seriously?” The bouncer eased back, his tiny eyes darting.
Ryan’s lips curved as he drank in Erica’s fierce expression: full lips pursed, strong eyebrows meeting over her short nose, her eyes shooting sparks. It had always made him want to shake her and kiss her at the same time. He forced his fingers to unfurl. “Some of them were just assholes.”
She rolled her eyes. “And they all had it coming. Everything by the books, right?”
Award-winning author Karen Rock is both sweet & spicy—at least when it comes to her writing! The author of YA and adult contemporary books writes spicy suspense and small-town romances. A big believer in Happily-Ever-After, Karen loves creating unforgettable stories that leave her readers smiling. Karen is an avid reader and baker who loves having the Adirondack Park as her backyard, where she lives with her husband and daughter who make her life complete.