A murder was captured on satellite and multiple law enforcement agencies are trying to solve it. One of the detectives on the case, Jake Gonzalez, is led right to the front door of a local author, Francesca Conti. Sparks fly as Jake realizes he’s insanely attracted to his primary suspect, and her father is one of the most ruthless mafia bosses in the city, and someone he’s been investigating for years.Francesca wants to escape this life her father has set for her and has been putting money away, looking for her opportunity to disappear. And much to her dismay, lately her father has been pushing her toward marrying his right-hand man, someone no woman has ever been able to say no to.
Just when she thinks she’s getting closer to escaping, Detective Gonzalez lands on her doorstep asking alarming questions, and making her heart race unlike ever before.
The elevator opened, and they both stepped inside. He waited as a
young patrolman entered before selecting his floor and allowing the
doors to close.
“I guess that would be a hazard in your line of work…having people
wanting to avoid you. Not returning your calls,” she went on as if
reading a list. “Hiding when you knock on their door. Running down
dark alleyways just to get away.”
He let out a short laugh. “I do little running in dark alleys nowadays.
I leave that to the younger generation on the force.” The patrolman in
the elevator turned an arched look at them, but Jake didn’t meet his
eyes. Only saw him move from his peripheral.
“Though to be entirely honest,” Francesca went on, “I don’t think
I’d run from you in the dark alleyway either. And I’d probably text you
late into the night.” Holy shit, was she flirting with him?
He cleared his throat. He’d had suspects or subjects of his
investigations try to flirt their way out of getting into trouble. Hell, as
a patrolman he’d been offered sexual acts in favor of not getting tickets,
but he’d never followed through on those. Had never been tempted to.
Francesca made him feel that little kernel of temptation, though.
She made him want to poke around and push, just to see how far she’d
take it.
And in another corner of his mind, he tried to find a reason behind
her actions. Was she doing this because she was generally interested in
him, or to bluster the case up and take attention away from what she
had done?
Was she truly his suspect?
Her actions, this flirting, led him to believe the likely possibility.
He wouldn’t judge her or this situation just yet. He needed more
information. More facts.
“Not sure you’d do much running in those shoes,” he said with a
soft smile she matched.
She stunned him with a low chuckle, then moved slightly closer,
and leaned in as if telling him a secret. He couldn’t help but to bend
down to hear it.
“You’d be surprised at exactly what I can do in these shoes,
Detective.”
If that wasn’t an innuendo for sex, he’d hang up his badge right
now. She was flirting with him. He swallowed, and the motion was
harder than he thought it would be with a suddenly dry mouth. But she
stared up at him, her dazzling eyes moving between his and down to
his mouth, then back to his eyes again.
Seduction seemed to be like a second skin on her for he felt himself
slowly leaning toward her. The elevator dinged and the patrolman in
the corner cleared his throat loudly.
Holy shit. He shook his head and held out his arm, motioning for
her to step off the elevator before him, seeing as they’d reached his
floor. She stepped out with hips swaying and a smile. He met the
patrolman’s wide eyes and shook his head as he followed.
D.C. “Desi” Stone is a best-selling romance author and full-time fraud investigator. She lives in the northeast with her incredibly supporting husband, two kids, a cat, and the ever-growing family of dogs. After serving eight years of service with the United States Air Force, she went on to transition into the world of financial crimes and became a lead investigator for many years.
Reading has always been a passion of hers, getting lost in a good, steamy romance is one of her favorite past times. She soon after discovered her own love for writing and recreating stories and characters in her head. Her writing concentrates on romantic with specifics in paranormal, suspense, and erotica.
Now, when she isn’t trying to solve a new puzzle in the world of fraud, she is engulfed with coffee, her laptop, and all those crazy characters in her head. She is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Hudson Valley Romance Writers, New Jersey Romance Writers, RomVets, RWA Kiss of Death, and the Liberty State Fiction Writers. She served as the 2014 NJRW Vice President and Conference Chair. Come stop by on Facebook, Twitter, or her website and say hello!
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I would so love to read this one this spring season. I am loving the cover of this one!
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