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Keely Walsh has three doctorates, five older brothers and has never met a situation she couldn’t handle. While consulting with the NSA, she discovers sensitive government information indicating her brother, a private security operative, is in danger. Keely travels to the dangerous Triple Frontier in South America to warn him and his colleagues and finds the last thing she expects–a man who sends icy shivers down her spine even as he lights every one of her fires.
Ren Maddox, co-owner of Security Specialists International, a security firm that works for large corporations and governments, is on an intelligence-gathering mission for the US government when a petite strawberry blonde armed with a Bren Ten and an attitude ten feet tall pops out of the Argentine jungle with a warning of imminent danger. The fact she is one hundred percent correct shocks him to his socks. The fact she is Tweeter Walsh’s baby sister and can fight like the fiercest Marine is beside the point. No one who looks like Keely should ever be in danger. And once he gets her out of the current situation, he’ll make it his life’s work to protect the feisty, sexy, little woman from any and all danger.
One alpha male. One determined and independent female. One hot, tumultuous relationship.
“Pepsi, sis?” Tweeter called out from the bar.
“Yes, please.” She opened the bag and found the container with the burger. Opening it, she took a bite and started to chew. “Yuummm.”
Ren laughed at her. He sat next to her, his thigh touching hers. “I’m hungry, too. Can I have a bite?”
Was he teasing her? If he was, it was irresistible. She held her burger up for him. He leaned in closely and his mouth descended, first taking a nip of the tip of a one of her fingers then a bite of the burger from the spot she’d torn into.
“Good—to both bites,” he murmured, licking his lips. His smiling gaze captured hers and held her prisoner.
Tweeter put the Pepsi on the table, breaking the intense connection. “Who wants to order from room service?”
Vanko said, “No need. Teresa is bringing up several of the burgers and some other dishes she thought we big strong men would like.”
“She’s nice—don’t take advantage of her.” Keely eyed Vanko and Tweeter—and then Ren. She wanted to make it clear the Argentinean girl was off-limits. Teresa was too innocent for the likes of these warriors. Vanko was a lady killer. Her brother, all her brothers, had a similar reputation. As for Ren, his files at the FBI and CIA and all his military records classified him as practically a monk. He was acting against type in his recent assiduous care of her, and she found it hard to believe that she was woman enough to change his lifelong relationship patterns.
But as with any statistical pattern, there were always outliers. Outliers were unpredictable and never followed the rules.
“She is a nice girl,” Vanko said. “But she is just that—a girl. I am like a big brother.”
“Uh-huh, pull the other one,” she said around a bit of beef, “she thinks you’re a hunk.”
Vanko laughed. “I am flattered. What do you think, Keelulya?”
“She doesn’t think of you at all.” Ren grabbed her hand and brought her burger back to his mouth, taking another bite.
“Stop eating my food.” She snatched her hand back. “Or … or … I’ll eat some of yours.”
“You can eat anything of mine you’d like.” He winked at her.
She choked, coughed, then blushed, quickly taking a sip of Pepsi. She’d have to reread his files, maybe she’d missed something about him being a rogue—either that or he was the statistic that disproved the numbers.
Tweeter slapped Ren on the back of the head, hard enough for Ren’s head to jerk forward. “Stop talking dirty to my sister.”
“She knows what I meant.” Ren looked at her and smiled. “Isn’t that right, Keely?”
Oh yeah, he was definitely flirting. Her gaze inadvertently drifted to the front of his lightweight trousers. His package made Trujo’s goon’s Baja-sized bulge look dinky. She licked suddenly dry lips and reached again for her soft drink.
“Imp, I’m telling Dad and all the brothers. Stop looking at Ren as if he were Christmas, Easter and your frigging birthday all rolled into one.”
She looked at her brother and stuck her tongue out.
And you can still download two SSI novellas, Stormy Weather Baby (Book 1.5) and Storm Front (Book 2.5) for FREE at Liquid Silver Books.
Happy Holidays from iBooks, Liquid Silver Books, and me!