The night was hot and dusty when Jessie Delacourt rolled into the parking lot of the Ice House, the local bar. The heat quotient took a major jump when she spotted Rio County Deputy Kingson Landry sitting at one of the tables outside the bar. Jessie was a Texas Ranger working undercover as a member of Smokin’ ACES, a dangerous biker gang, but she’d come to the bar to blow off some steam. He looked like the kind of man who’s be happy to help her, but she didn’t need the complication of hooking up with Rio County deputy. Life right now was hard enough.
But hooking up was the only thing she could think of when she looked at him. Sprawling out where he sat, his back resting against a picnic table on the patio of the Ice House, he looked like the kind of man a woman with any sense would run away from. A long, lean body, a small, still smile… His legs were spread so wide they took up the whole bench where he sat. He wore a black tee shirt and jeans that had seen better days, with boots to match, scuffed and worn. The knuckles on his right hand were scraped raw, and a dark, painful-looking bruise colored his left temple. If he’d shaved in the last few days, it wasn’t obvious.
Holding her helmet in one hand, she walked toward the him, using her teeth to pull the glove from her free hand. She managed to get it off just as she passed by the deputy. Their eyes locked and her breath caught, freezing her in place.
He dropped his gaze to her body, his slow stare taking in every curve, some of them twice. Jessie felt mesmerized by his attention, a shiver of something hot and electric rippling over her. The secrets in his gaze made her feel sorry for whoever had put them there. King struck her as the kind of man who was unlikely to overlook anything, she thought, especially a slight.
Her whole life Jessie had put up with men’s stares. King’s perusal went past the “stare” category. She didn’t even have a word to describe how he looked at her. She did know how she felt. Hot and cold, scared and intrigued, attracted and confused…the reactions combined themselves into a storm of contradictions. She felt her face flush and the rest of her body did the same.
King Landry was clearly a man to avoid. And she couldn’t wait to get closer.
I don’t know about you but I’ll never forget my first impression of the man I later married. It’s a memory that will never fade. What’s your first impression of your significant other?
Keep reading my blogs to learn what happens when Jessie enters the Ice House.
One night with bad-girl biker Jessie Delacort should have been enough for straight-laced cop Kingson Landry. But she got under his skin and hasn’t let go. Discovering she’s an undercover Texas ACES agent makes it even harder to resist her. But he must, because his past could kill Jessie just as easily as it has the other people he loves.
When Jessie Delacort rides into town on her Harley, the last thing she wants is to fall in love with another man who is hiding secrets too dark to reveal.?But when they’re forced to work together to bring down a powerful drug cartel, Jessie knows she’s got it bad for the quiet cop with the haunted eyes.
When the cartel’s vengeance-driven leader sets his sights on the two of them, King knows he’ll do whatever it takes to keep Jessie safe. Even if that means giving up their chance of turning the white-hot attraction between them into love.
King of Hearts – Excerpt #1
“Is he a friend of yours?” Kingson Landry dipped head to the man standing across the room at the bar.
“I haven’t cultivated any deep relationships here, unless you count Dickie, which I don’t,” Jessie explained.
Their stares met in the smoky light, and Jessie knew he was about to say something that would steal her breath. His blue eyes turned navy as he looked at her “You need more than friends,” he said, his voice smoldering. “A woman like you should have lovers.”
Her mouth went dry. “You don’t know me well enough to say that.”
“We’ve made love. I think that qualifies as knowing you pretty damn well.”
“You know my body,” she said. “That doesn’t mean you know me.”
Her answer held a world of hurt she didn’t intend to share with King or anyone else.
Clearly sensing her reaction, he backed down, his demeanor changing. “You’re probably right. But I know that you’re gorgeous, smart, someone who has everything going for her.” He waited a beat. “If you aren’t involved with anyone, it’s not for a lack of opportunity.”
“Thank you for the compliment. I’m not sure what bearing this has on our professional arrangement.”
“It doesn’t have any,” he said. “But I want to know something about a woman if I’m about to kiss her when it’s the last thing I should do.”
Her breath caught as he reached for her. A moment later, he stilled, his eyes going dark as he froze. He spoke as if to himself. “This is crazy. What in the hell am I doing?”
“I don’t know what you’re thinking about…” Her voice was husky. “But it’s too late to quit now.”
She yanked him to one side, and they tumbled into the darkness of the alcove behind them. Whatever had made him pause clearly forgotten, he trapped her against the wall, his hands on either side of her, his hips pressing hers.
When he crushed his lips to hers, Jessie lost control. Opening her mouth, she allowed the kiss to deepen and moaned, the sound lost in the tiny space that enclosed them. Echoes of what they’d had—of what couldn’t be repeated if she had half a brain—sounded an alarm inside her that she instantly ignored.
Dropping his hands to her shoulders, his fingers explored her skin. The burning touch left a trail of heat as it dipped to the tops of her breasts revealed by her tiny camisole. She wanted, no, needed, to immerse herself in his warmth, and she lifted his shirt, slipping her palms underneath it.
She tried to slow down, warning herself to stop while she could, but it was a useless gesture; Jessie hadn’t been strong enough to resist King’s appeal before, and she wasn’t now.
When she’d decided she couldn’t take another second of his mouth on hers, he lifted his lips and cursed, yanking her to his side and tucking her behind him in single swift move.
She spoke without thinking. “What the hell—?”
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- Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
- Length: 158 pages
- Release Date: November 2013
- Imprint: Ignite
Living in such diverse countries as the United Arab Emirates, Argentina and Bolivia has made Kay appreciate her own great home in Texas while allowing her to add intimate details to her books of the exotic settings she knows firsthand.
Kay’s latest romantic suspense trilogy features Smokin’ ACES, an undercover Texas Rangers team fighting crime along the Texas/Mexico border. Hot Texas nights full of dark secrets and dangerous men.