COMPROMISED
Alpha Ops #5
Emmy Curtis
Releasing March 1st, 2016
Forever
It was supposed to be the happiest
day of her life. But when her wedding erupts in gunfire, Sadie Walker realizes
this is not the life she wants-her fiancé's work with Delta Force will always
cast a shadow over their relationship. After leaving the hard-muscled hero at
the altar, she thinks she'll never see him again . . . until a chance encounter
reveals that he still has a strong grip on her heart.
On a covert assignment overseas,
Simon Tennant is shocked when he spots Sadie with another man. Jealousy flares,
as does an irresistible urge to keep her protected. Amid a dangerous game of
international espionage, he'll have to convince Sadie just how perfect they've
always been together. This time, nothing will take precedence over winning her
back, no matter the cost to his cover-or his life . . .
Excerpt
“We
might not be friends, Sadie. But we are something.”
She
moved her head so that Simon let go of her chin. “You used to tell
me that I was your everything. Your port in a storm. Your sanctuary
when you came back from a mission. Did you ever wonder what you were
to me? You were the man who always disappeared. The man who was
there, but only until your phone rang. I loved you, but you were a
ghost to me. Is that the ‘something’ you mean?”
“Sadie.”
He looked devastated, and she cursed herself for saying those things.
As true as they were, she hadn’t wanted to explore their
relationship right then. Nor ever if truth be told.
“But
that’s all just history, isn’t it?” she said, trying to sound
flip.
He
leaned in. She knew he meant to kiss her, and she wanted to move,
wanted to slap his face and run. That’s what she should have done.
Instead
she allowed her mouth to open slightly as her eyes fluttered closed.
Just one kiss. A safe, goodbye kiss…and then all rational thought
escaped her.
His
tongue touched hers and her senses and nerve endings came alive. He
felt like home. A dark, impenetrable, warm and sexy home. Her
heartbeat raced and butterflies heralded the coming of spring in her
stomach. He still wanted her. She still wanted him. She didn’t care
about anything else.
She
held his face as she stood and climbed astride his thighs, still
kissing him. His hands went to her breasts, running the backs of his
hands over the swell above her neckline. And then he found the zipper
of the dress, and pulled it down to her waist.
He
yanked her toward him and put his mouth around her nipples, through
her bra. As he sucked and bit she arched her back, aching for him to
make her feel more. And more.
She
grabbed his short hair and rammed her mouth against his. She wanted
to hurt him, to be hurt by him, to bruise her mouth, so she’d be
sure him being here wasn’t some crazy illusion. But mostly so he’d
regret lying to her and leaving her.
His
dick strained against his cargo pants, and she ground herself against
it, moving her hips so that she could feel the whole length of him.
“Stop,”
he whispered, out of breath. “Not like this. I don’t want to hurt
you.”
“Now
you decide you don’t want to hurt me?” she whispered back.
His
hand splayed against her throat, dragging his fingers slowly from her
chin to her bra. His mouth followed, slow and firm. She wanted to
protest, but his tongue snaked a hot trail over her pulse points
making her heart race. She’d protest in a minute.
“You’ve
changed so much,” he murmured against her throat.
She
was about to respond when he found his way under her skirt to her
panties. He slipped under them as if he was trained in stealth.
Which, come to think of it, he was.
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.
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