Crossfire by Joann Ross

Author:Joann Ross [Ross, Joann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romantic Suspense, Military, Romance Suspense
ISBN: 9781410410917
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2007-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

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Cait had been married. She’d had lovers, and had even experienced a few reasonably lengthy relationships. It wasn’t as if she was some inexperienced virgin who’d get all starry-eyed and weak in the knees just because some hot guy kissed her.

But, dammit, the problem was no man had ever made her feel as desirable as Quinn did. With a simple look. Or touch. And, heaven help her, as a liquid heat began to pool in the lower part of her body, she’d never wanted a man as much as she wanted— needed—this one.

She wasn’t a coward. But she was afraid. Not of Quinn, but of this dizzying, out-of-control way he made her feel.

Then there was the fact that the timing was all wrong. She couldn’t go falling into bed with the former SEAL while some maniac was running around Somersett with an arsenal of weapons, gunning people down.

But oh, God, he tasted so good. Like black coffee, cinnamon gum, and lust.

‘‘This is so not a good idea,’’ she managed to say right before he sucked her tongue into his mouth, kissing her so hard he drew the air right out of her lungs.

The hell with it. It was only a kiss. No big deal, right?

She grabbed his hair in her hands and, arching against him, kissed him back, a damn-the-torpedoes, full-steam-ahead, hard, vicious kiss that set off explosions inside her.

Hooking one strong arm around her waist, he lifted her off her feet.

They knocked against the largest of the three bells, setting off a deafening clanging that shattered the silence.

And the mood.

‘‘Well.’’ Quinn took his time, sliding her down his body in a way she was surprised didn’t cause sparks. ‘‘I suppose it’d be a cliché to ask if you heard bells.’’

‘‘I think I’ll be hearing them in my sleep for the next ten years.’’

As if on cue, the phone she was wearing on her belt rang.

With her sixth sense sounding nearly as loud as those damn church bells, she flipped it open.

The message, from Angetti at the JOC, was short and to the point.

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