Hero Undercover – Guest BJ Wane

As I’ve mentioned, I’m so lucky to be involved with such an amazing compilation of 25 sizzling stories by 25 of the most amazing authors in the industry. A huge thank you to Blushing Books for all of their support, love, dedication and marketing help they’re giving during this incredible experience. We couldn’t have done this without you!

BJ Wane has written for Blushing books for some time. She’s become a new friend and not only is she a fantastic author, but she’s a wonderful person. I’m excited to bring you a taste of her novella in Hero Undercover… Coming on June 27th.

SAVING SARAH

Keeping her safe proved as challenging as luring her into his bed. 

SYNOPSIS

Sarah Thompson set out on a mission to land a husband, anyone who was the complete opposite of her nemesis, Police Chief, Travis Nolan.  But the man didn’t know how to take no for an answer, and thwarted her pursuit every time she turned around.  When he offered her a shocking alternative to issuing her a third, consecutive speeding ticket, the explosion of pleasure she experienced under his painful swats and rough possession left her flummoxed.  Vowing not to let her unruly body veer her off course, she continued her pursuit of a ‘nice’ man, unknowingly becoming a target of a serial rapist.

Travis found his frustration with his temporary foray back into undercover work to correct hero undercover coversearch for a serial GHB rapist and murderer compounded by Sarah’s insistence on a ridiculous man hunt, her search for Mr. Wrong when he, Mr. Right was right in front of her.  Once he felt her come apart under his hand and body, he knew he would do whatever was necessary to keep her safe and in his bed.

When Sarah gets caught in the wrong place at the wrong time and had to rely on Travis to save her, she realized the man for her had been on her doorstep for months.  Now, if only he would arrive in time to save her so she could tell him so.

EXCERPT

An hour later, dawn had yet to peak over the horizon when a sharp rap on the glass pane of the bakery’s front door startled Sarah out of going over the mental list of things she wanted to change about herself while she kneaded a large ball of bread dough.  Blowing upward to get the loosened strands of hair out of her face, she sighed in frustration.  That could only be Chief Nolan stopping by for his daily bag of donuts.  The man seemed to think because he was the police chief, he could command she open an hour early every morning just to accommodate his schedule.  And so far, he had been right because she didn’t have the nerve to tell him no.

“Coming,” she called out, snatching a towel to wipe her hands the best she could as she strode from the kitchen to the front of the bakery. She wished she hadn’t sent Todd to the twenty-four-hour market for a few supplies.  Unlocking the door, she flung it open and glared up, way up, at her nemesis.  Her pulse spiked under the slow stroke of his pewter eyes that was as potent as a caress, a reaction she should be used to by now, but wasn’t.  With her new resolve in place, Sarah refused to be waylaid by the man, law or not.  “Chief, what can I get you this morning?”  Stepping aside, she let him in.

“Good morning to you too, Sarah.”  Reaching into his breast pocket, he pulled out two tickets as she edged behind the counter.  Setting them down, he tilted his Stetson back with a thumb, giving her a better view of a rugged face bronzed by sun and wind and capped with coal black hair.  “You haven’t paid these.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve been so busy, I forgot.”  Picking up the speeding tickets, she winced at hot man with chainsthe fines.  “I can come in this afternoon and take care of them.”

Leaning on the counter, he replied in that slow drawl that never failed to curl her toes.  “Someone should’ve taken you over their knee a long time ago.”

“Chief!  You can’t talk to me that way!  What if someone heard you?” she hissed in alarm.  That look and hint of a threat set her heart to hammering with uncertainty, which didn’t concern her near as much as the sudden warm gush between her legs.  She didn’t even like the man, for pity sake.

“No one’s around.”  Straightening, he pointed to the chocolate long johns.  “Give me three of those, and a large coffee to go.”

Thank you so much for being on my blog today! You can find BJ on Facebook and her blog.

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