Falling Hard
Bad Boys Undercover # 2
Bad Boys Undercover # 2
By: HelenKay Dimon
Releasing May 26, 2015
Avon Books
After a grueling
assignment with the black ops force known as the Alliance, Weston Brown is
craving downtime. Instead, he's pulled into his deadliest operation, in the one
place he never wanted to see again. No-nonsense and so damn hot, Lexi Turner
lied to get him to her mountain clinic in Pakistan. But the threat is
terrifyingly real.
Lexi has been
asking too many questions, drawing the wrong kind of attention. As soon as she
lays eyes on West, she can tell he's quiet—yet tough—and has a rescue complex
which will come in handy for going up against the world's most ruthless
gunrunners.
Cut off from the
rest of the Alliance, Lexi and West navigate the brutal terrain and a primal
sexual attraction. Sticking around has never been West's way, but now he'll use
every resource to keep Lexi by his side, safe from a killer who leaves no loose
ends behind.
Breathing in, forcing the
adrenaline buzzing through him to slow, West eased his grip on his gun.
The whole attack probably
took less than two minutes, but it dragged in West’s head. He lived every second
in slow motion. Always did.
Suddenly he was facing
down the barrel of a nasty assault weapon. An AK-103 or something similarly
problematic in the hands of someone aiming it at his head. To add to the fun,
this one had a grenade launcher attached to it. Which was just fucking
fabulous.
West’s gaze traveled over
the shaking arms to the white-knuckle grip on the plastic. Then to her face. A
brunette of the shockingly hot variety. Not that he cared about that on a job.
He didn’t like shooting
women, but he would. He had. An enemy was an enemy, and he waited to see if
that’s the tack the victim-turned-potential-attacker took.
“Two roads diverged.” She
spit out the not-so-random sentence, and the dark energy spinning around the
room eased.
“Well, damn,” West
whispered, stunned to hear the code from her.
Josiah lowered his gun as
he finished the agreed-upon signal. The one the doctor provided and insisted
on, citing faulty short-term memory and a love or Robert Frost. “Sorry I could
not travel both.”
She blew out a long breath
as the stiffness across her shoulders eased. “Thank God you’re here.”
West tagged her as
American but definitely not male, which made little sense under the
circumstances. But she wasn’t firing at random, so he considered that a bit of
good luck.
Still, a potential novice
with a weapon was an invitation to get his nuts blown off, and he sure as hell
didn’t agree to that when he signed Alliance’s employment contract. “Ma’am, I
need to you put that gun down.”
She blinked a few times
before her gaze went to her hands. It was as if she forgot she took it off the
dead guy when he dropped it. “Why?”
West chalked the confusion
up to the chaos of the last few minutes. Still, shock and bullets rarely mixed
well. “I don’t want to be shot.”
Her chin came up as she
nodded at him. “That makes two of us, so you lower your weapon first.”
Okay, chaos or not, her
attempt to order him around was pretty fucking hot. Kind of brave, too. “No.”
Not dropping his guard,
West took a second to study her. Long hair, half in and half out of a ponytail,
huge whiskey brown eyes, and the sexiest pouty mouth he’d ever seen. He
couldn’t make out her frame under the olive pants and oversized long-sleeve tee
but he guessed curvy.
Not just pretty but
lose-the-ability-to-spell sexy. Of course that could be the gun. Something
about a woman holding a weapon turned him on, sick twist that he was.
“I’m not really giving you
a choice,” he said, more to stall than anything else.
Josiah moved in, step by
small step, as if not to scare or rattle her. Pretty soon two trained men would
almost be on top of her, and then it was just a matter of time until one of
them wrestled the weapon away from her.
And that’s how it would
end because there was no way West was heading back home after this and
listening to the shit he would get from Bravo if he let a hot brunette get the
jump on him and take a shot. He had a badass shoot-anything reputation to
uphold.
“At this distance I can
blow your balls off,” she said,
looking ready to do just
that.
Then again . . . “Okay,
that’s a solid argument.”
Another one bites the dust! The Alliance boys are at it again - chasing down bad guys, blowing things up and falling in love unexpectedly. Lexi and West are perfect for each other. She helps him find the humanity he thought he'd lost long ago, and he helps her see the strong woman she is. Action filled with a side of sexy romance, I was entertained from beginning to end. I think this might be my favorite from the series so far. Can't wait to see what's in store for Josiah in the next book.
ARC via Edelweiss
HelenKay Dimon is a former divorce attorney turned full-time
romance author. Odd transition, right? She has sold over thirty novels,
novellas and shorts to numerous publishers, including Kensington, Harlequin and
Penguin, Samhain, Carina Press, and HarperCollins. Her nationally bestselling
and award-winning books have been showcased in numerous venues and her books
have twice been named "Red-Hot Reads" and excerpted in Cosmopolitan
magazine. But the best part of the job is never having to wear pantyhose.
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