Countdown to a Kiss by Mara Jacobs & Holli Bertram & Colleen Gleason & Liz Kelly

Author:Mara Jacobs & Holli Bertram & Colleen Gleason & Liz Kelly
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-11-23T23:00:00+00:00

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Interested in what romance has is in store for Duncan’s friends Brooks and Vance? Visit Liz’s website www.LizKellyBooks.com to read an excerpt from Loving Lolly: Part One of the Good Cop Bad Cop Series coming in early 2013.

Grace

For Scott, with love.

Kiss of a Lifetime

Chapter 1

December 12

Arlington, Virginia

“I hear,” Leo Ramos said as he pulled Grace toward his chest with one arm, pivoted, and expertly rolled her body over his hip, “that you’re kissing Lewis Kampmueller on New Year’s Eve.”

Grace Devine landed flat on her back on a mat that really needed to be softer. She had to wait a moment before she had enough air to speak. She’d been at the FBI’s Washington Field Office for six months and hadn’t mentioned the annual Devine-Kampmueller New Year’s Eve Ball to anyone. She had done her absolute best to not even think about it. “There’s no way you can know that,” she finally wheezed.

“And yet,” he squatted next to her, forearms resting on his thighs, “I do.” Ramos’s brows quirked over amused eyes, his irises a shade of deep, rich brown.

Grace rolled to her side and came up on her knees, facing him. He was close to laughter, his black silky hair mussed and his skin damp from exertion. For a crazy half-second, she was tempted to lean over and brush her lips against his, just to see if his smile tasted as good as it looked.

Yeah, and he’d probably fall over flat on his back in shock.

Grace was one of the guys. She sweated with the squad during workouts, outshot most of them at the firing range, won her share of Friday night poker games and never, absolutely never, ordered a sweet drink at the Pub.

In the testosterone-fueled world of FBI special agents, it worked for her.

Or it used to.

Their off-site training facility, affectionately nicknamed The Pit, was empty now except for the two of them. While much of her work on the counterterrorism squad involved field interviews, computers and too much late-night coffee, their squadron leader, David Carter, had the whole squad train together twice a month to keep their defensive skills sharp. Tonight, Ramos had stayed late to help her with the Koshinage hip throw, a seemingly simple move that she’d mangled every time she tried it. Damn it. She didn’t want to leave until she had it mastered. Ramos knew that about her. He was the same way.

“Why so quiet, Devine? Are you getting all dreamy about Kampfiller?” Ramos’s lips curved into a taunting grin. A smile of one kind or another was rarely off his face. Sometimes she wondered if he used it to keep people at a distance. Nobody asked you what was wrong if you were smiling.

“Kampmueller. And no, I’m not.” She tilted her head. “Have you been messing around in my file?” And had her background check really included the New Year’s Eve Ball? Ugh.

“I’m hurt, Devine. That would be against regulations.” He placed a hand over his heart. “I’m a by-the-book kind of agent.

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