Absolute Trust
True Heroes, #3
Piper J. Drake
On Sale: December 20, 2016
Publisher: Forever
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military heroes, the women who love them, and the dogs who always have their
backs. ABSOLUTE TRUST is the third book in a high-adrenaline romantic suspense
series from Piper J. Drake.
LOVE IS THE GREATEST RISK
OF ALL
After multiple tours of
duty, Brandon Forte returns to his hometown on a personal mission: to open a
facility for military service dogs like Haydn, a German shepherd who's seen his
share of combat and loss. It also brings him back to Sophie Kim, a beacon of
light in his life . . . and the one woman he can't have. But Forte's success
means he's made enemies in high places. Enemies who are now after Sophie . . .
When Forte enlisted and left without saying
goodbye, Sophie did her best to move on. But with her first love back in town,
looking sexier than ever, she's constantly reminded of what they could have
had. Then after he risks himself for her, Sophie realizes she'll have to put
her life in the hands of the man who broke her heart, knowing the danger—and
the sparks between them—could consume them both.
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Sophie Kim must’ve come directly from work because,
under her very sleek, black trench coat, she wore a matching pencil skirt.
Three-inch red heels popped in contrast to the severe black of the rest of her
outfit. Which did all sorts of things to him. Naughty things. The kind of
things that were so good that they were really bad. Especially when a woman was
off limits.
“Hey! Is that the new guy?” Sophie slowed her
approach, keeping her gaze locked on Forte’s face.
She’d been around tiny dogs all her life, but she’d
spent enough time at Hope’s Crossing Kennels over the last couple of years to
have learned how to meet the much bigger dogs in Forte’s care. Training working
dogs was his thing. Or in Haydn’s case, retraining.
Always a work in progress.
Sophie had been here when Forte had come back from
active duty, too battle weary to continue deploying. She’d helped him with the
accounting when he’d established Hope’s Crossing Kennels and had generally
integrated herself into the private world he’d created for himself, Rojas, and
Cruz while they all rebuilt lives for themselves.
Sophie’s bright smile faded as she waited for him
to answer. She always sensed when he got too caught up inside his own head.
“Yeah.” Forte came to a halt and murmured the
command for Haydn to sit.
Instant obedience. Despite his injury, surgery, and
current need for recovery, the dog was as sharp as he’d been on active duty.
The mind was eager, ready to work. The body, not so much.
Sophie’s smile renewed, the brilliant expression
stopping his heart, the way it had every time he’d seen her since they’d first
met way back in high school. She came to a stop in front of them, barely within
arm’s reach. “He must be doing well if you’ve got him out here for some field
work.”
While they spoke, Haydn watched them both. Then he
sniffed the back of Sophie’s hand, which she’d been holding conveniently within
reach.
Usually, he preferred if a person asked to be
introduced, but this was Sophie. If she’d approached anyone else, she’d have
requested permission to say “Hi” to the dog. But between the two of them,
everything was an exception.
It showed how well she’d come to know the way he
worked in the last few years. He’d changed with every deployment. It happened.
And she’d adjusted and accepted those changes in him without a word when he
came back. She was the steadfast, forever friend.
He’d never told her why he’d left in the first
place or why he’d come back. She was so good at just accepting him that she
might never know. And he was a coward for not telling her.
“What’s your plan for him?” Sophie glanced down at
the dog, now that he’d sniffed her hand. “Haydn, right?”
“Yeah.”
Forte cleared his throat. “He’s got a couple of weeks of physical therapy
first. Then we need to coordinate with the Air Force on his adoption.”
“Ah.” Understanding in one syllable. She had the kind
of caring heart to fill in the gaps when something went unsaid. “His handler
didn’t make it.”
Part of why Sophie was one of the only people Forte
felt easy around was because she got it. Only needed to explain once. And she listened
the first time. Sometimes no explanation was required at all.
“Where’s
your car? We’ll walk you.”
“Right across the street.” Sophie jerked her head
in the direction of the small parking lot.
They headed over, Sophie falling into step next to
Forte. She didn’t try to take his hand or tuck her own around his arm. They
weren’t like that. Besides, she knew he didn’t like to be all wound up with a
person when walking out in the open.
As they
approached her car, Sophie juggled her shopping bag to pull her keys out of her
purse and triggered the trunk.
“Need help?” Forte came up alongside the car,
scanning the area around the parking lot out of habit.
“No worries.” Sophie lifted the trunk door and
carefully placed her shopping bag inside the deep space, leaning in to move
things around to where she wanted. “I need to make sure this is arranged so
stuff doesn’t shift. It's delicate!”
He was not going to admit to anyone, ever, how much
he was willing to stretch his neck to catch sight of her backside while she was
leaning over.
Haydn sniffed the side of the car. The big dog was
very engaged, his relaxed attitude changing to a sharper set of movements.
Forte tore his attention from Sophie.
Haydn had detected something out of place.
Something wrong. Forte’s stomach tightened into a hard knot. Nothing wrong
should be anywhere near his Sophie. It didn’t matter that they were in a sleepy
town on the edge of a river in the middle of a peaceful country. It didn’t matter
that there shouldn’t be any real danger here.
Haydn deliberately sat and looked up at Forte. It
was a clear signal. One Haydn had been specifically trained to give as a
military explosives detection dog.
Shit.
“Sophie. Step away from your car.” He’d explain
later. Be afraid later. Rage. Worry.
Later.
She popped up from the trunk. “Huh?”
“Do it.”
They had to move now.
She complied, thank god. He gave Haydn a terse
command, circled around to grab Sophie and get more distance. He steered her
across the parking lot toward a big dumpster. It’d serve as good cover. Then he
reached for his smart phone.
They got a couple of yards away, and Sophie craned
her neck to look back at her car, even as she kept moving with him. She always
did as he asked immediately, but she had a brain, and she insisted on
explanations after she complied. “What—?”
Behind them, the trunk hatch came down with a solid
thunk.
Forte let out a curse and grabbed her, pulling them
down to the ground and rolling for the cover of other cars as an explosion
lifted the entire driver’s side of her car.
Coming soon!
Piper J. Drake (or
"PJ") spent her childhood pretending to study for the SATs by reading
every interesting novel she could find at the library. After being introduced
to the wonderful world of romance by her best friend, she dove into the genre.
PJ began her writing
career as PJ Schnyder, writing sci-fi & paranormal romance and steampunk,
for which she won the FF&P PRISM award as well as the NJRW Golden Leaf
award and Parsec award.
PJ's romantic suspense
novels incorporate her interests in mixed martial arts and the military. The
True Heroes series is inspired by her experience rescuing, owning and training
a variety of retired working dogs, including Kaiser, a former guard dog, and
Mozart, who was trained to detect explosives.
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