BLOWBACK
by Emmy Curtis
Available
11/03/15
Book
#4 – Alpha Ops Series
Publisher:
Forever Yours
One year ago, David Church
kissed a beautiful, brilliant woman on an airfield in Iraq—and hasn't stopped
thinking about her ever since. Now, the military veteran gets a chance to
rekindle that fire when he sees his lost love again—looking sexier than ever—at
an international conference in Athens. David yearns to take her in his arms, to
hold her close and never let go. But when the bullets begin to fly, it's not
just his heart on the line. It's his life.
When Molly Solent agreed to
deliver intelligence for the U.S. government, she didn't realize she'd be
caught in the crossfire of a surprise ambush—and underneath the hard-muscled
body of David Church. Shielding her from harm and swearing to protect her, the
elite bodyguard reignites a searing passion that Molly can't resist. But with
unforeseen danger around every corner—and unquenchable desire in every
embrace—falling in love could be the greatest risk of all…
The
Alpha Ops Series: (while
books in this series are loosely connected, all function as standalones)
Dangerous Territory- Book 1- novella
Over the
Line- Book 2
Pushing
the Limit- Book 3
Compromised- Book 5
-Available 03/01/16
Excerpt
David Church eyed the people talking to
his principal. Close protection was a bitch, but the company he worked for had
saved him from self-destruction, so he basically owed them his soul. And this
week, his soul was guarding a very important scientist. He had no idea who
would want to hurt a scientist, but his boss had assigned him to Athens, and
here he was.
Although his attention was on Professor
Rankin, he was also scanning the room for someone special, the other reason he
hadn’t complained at taking this job: Molly Solent was on the week’s schedule,
and he wanted to see her.
Badly. Like blue-balls badly.
He’d kept track of her for nearly a
year, since they’d met, briefly, in Iraq. At the time he’d been in no shape to
choose a tie color, let alone date someone as…unique as Molly.
From the second he’d laid eyes on her,
he knew she was trouble. Trouble for him, anyway. His eyes rested for a second
on the far wall, which was adorned with a mosaic picture of an ancient Greek
warrior. In some way he was like that mosaic. A fine illustration of a fighter,
but when you got up close, you could see the cracks. Millions of cracks. Good
for no one, especially someone like Molly. Hell, he was barely in good enough
shape to have this job. But his CEO had seen something in him—or so he’d
said—something that David couldn’t see himself, and had sent him on a series of
low-risk jobs. It had been almost enough to take his mind off Molly.
She had haunted his days and nights
with her eyes that were full of promise, full of a future than he couldn’t see.
She’d seen him at his worst, and it didn’t seem to faze her at all. Her eyes.
He closed his own as he thought about her again. Innocent and totally open.
She’d wanted him and hadn’t been afraid at all of making it clear.
Her image had kept him going through
the long, dark nights of recovery. The single chink of light in his life. He
was scared to lose that. Scared to see her.
The one thing that he was proud of,
pretty much the only thing, was walking away from her before he sucked her into
his downward spiral.
He had to keep his mind on that one
point if he saw her here. He wasn’t fixed yet. Wasn’t entirely right. He still
looked longingly at liquor, remembering the peace that came at the bottom of
the bottle. He still dreamed that he’d fallen off the wagon. When he woke up,
all he could remember is how good it felt. And the hallucinations. Nope. He
definitely wasn’t ready for Molly. And she definitely didn’t deserve the
shitstorm that seemed to always revolve around him.
The professor moved to speak to someone
else, and David snapped back into alertness. He scanned the immediate crowd
around him. No threats. But he couldn’t relax. She could be here. Molly could
be right here, in the same room as him. He ran a finger under his collar as his
temperature rose.
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