"...your body tenses, you stop breathing and
you just can't read fast enough."
In this second-chance romance from New York Times Bestseller Dianna Love, tortured hero Dingo Paddock has a lot of regrets, but protecting the fiery Valene Eklund has never been one, even at the cost of his soul.
Seven years ago, Dingo walked away from rare items recovery specialist Valene to protect her from a deadly organization, but the woman can't stay out of trouble. Valene hasn't forgiven Dingo for breaking her heart when he vanished without a word. The last thing she'll allow is for him to interfere with her new client whose contract will dig her out of financial ruin, but Dingo believes the price is too high - her life. They mix like oil and water except for when their verbal battles set off sexual combustion.
They can't save the world until they figure out how to save each other first.
"This book sucked me in and wouldn't let me go until the very last page. I think I burnt calories just reading this." ~~ InMyHumbleOpinion
"... more twists and turns than a roller coaster...one of those books that you wish would go on forever."~~ Romance Junkies
Dingo Paddock kept his head down and his shoulders stooped as he swiped a threadbare sleeve across the sweat running into his eyes. Nighttime heat turned the layers of too-large, secondhand clothes into a furnace, but he’d chosen them as camo, as well as for mobility in a fight. The layers lent him the appearance of the homeless who wore everything they owned.
Plus, the clothes concealed a Chris Reeve knife, ankle-holstered Glock 42, and a Sig Sauer 226 9mm in a shoulder holster.
Atlanta sometimes suffered a brittle cold night this late in June, but not this year. The temps had shot up over ninety earlier in the day.
Being armed to the teeth trumped comfort tonight.
Meeting a snitch wasn’t out of the norm for anyone who lived in the shadows of intelligence work like Dingo, but meeting with this particular snitch tonight ... it shouldn’t happen.
Coming out of hiding lowered this snitch’s life expectancy to zero, and hinted that Dingo might have made a mistake the last time they met. Six years ago.
If he had, the fallout would be bloody.
Something was up. He’d used his electronics skills to search for any reason this snitch would return, but there was nothing.
Because there was supposed to be nothing–and no one left–from back then.
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