Contemporary, Romance, Suspense - Novel
TBR reviewer: Luta Wolf
DEIRDRE TILLING had no way of knowing that attending her friend's party would throw her into a dangerous world of corrupt businessmen and police stings. Of course her sexual romp with undercover DEA agent, AYDEN SCOTT only pushes her deeper into the drug smuggling ring. One thing becomes painfully obvious...their relationship has jeopardized his mission
and now someone wants them both dead.
Deidre Tilling is a twenty-five yr old woman that has it pretty good, a thriving landscaping business and a home of her own. That doesn’t comfort her much late at night when she is all alone. When her latest girlfriend leaves, Deidre calls it quits on love. One hot night in the arms of undercover cop Ayden Scott may change her opinion though. Love has a way of finding you when you least expect it.
This story sizzled on the pages between the heated romance and the suspense. The plot was fast paced but I enjoyed every minute of it. I loved the fact that the author took a chance on having a bi-sexual character. I worried at the beginning that she wouldn’t portray the character well as Deidre is heartbroken over the lose of her girlfriend but quickly falls in with Ayden.
However, I had no need to worry, you quickly realize that Deidre’s feelings for Ayden are true. Deidre isn’t a sex hungry fiend looking to feed on men and women alike. Nope,
while she is passionate, she is also intelligent and honest. In short is just a regular woman, looking for love.
I adored Ayden and not just because he is the quintessential leading man who plays the underdog, okay, that pretty much had a lot to do with it. The romance kept my heart pumping and the suspense held me on the edge of my seat. I can’t wait to read the next installment of the series.
The condo they entered was utilitarian, the living room furniture leather and heavy wood and very masculine. The whole first floor was visible from the front door where she stood frozen, too flustered by her own audacity to move. Austin closed the door and stepped around her, heading to the other side of the condo and into the small kitchen area.
"Can I get you something to drink?" He ducked his head into the fridge, his jeans pulling snug across a nicely curved ass. "I don't have much. Coffee. Water. Wine." He stood up and looked at her. She almost giggled at the way he tilted his head to one side, sort of that lost puppy, take-me-home kind of look. His blue eyes mirrored her confusion.
"Deirdre, can I get you anything?"
Yeah, those luscious lips between my thighs. Deirdre shook her head. Coffee. She was here for a cup of coffee before she drove home. Nothing more. But her body was screaming for something else. "Wine sounds nice."
"A New York Riesling or an Australian Pinot Noir?" Austin held up two bottles.
No, just coffee. She couldn't drive home with more alcohol in her system. It was rutting season and even this late at night the moose would be on the move. Her little Toyota truck was no match for one of those behemoths. "Whichever one is white," she said, wondering why she was letting her body make all the decisions.
Deirdre walked over to the stereo system, perusing the CDs haphazardly strewn about on the receiver. It was the only thing out of place in his condo.
"I have Mozart and Def Leopard and everything in between. Choose your poison." Austin's voice washed over her shoulder as he stepped up behind her. She could feel the heat of his chest against her back. Not the soft, round, plump feeling of a woman, but the steel power of a man. Heat shot through her veins, hitching her breath and pressing her nipples against her lace bra.
She took the glass he offered, moving to the couch and away from the intoxicating scent of his spicy cologne.
"Something quiet." she said. "After the loud bands at the party, it would be nice." Actually, she needed something to soothe her pulsing nerves. "You live here long?" Deirdre sipped the wine, grateful Austin's attention on the stereo kept him from seeing her shaking hand. What was she doing here?
"A few months. I have some business up and down the coast. When it's over I'll head back to Boston." He turned and lifted his glass of ice water. "Here's to enjoying the beautiful Maine autumn."
"You're not drinking?"
"Too many wild nights. I'm giving my liver a rest."
The quiet strains of piano music filled the room. She recognized the artist as one of her father's favorites. Immediately, her brooding thoughts turned to her family.
There had been so many nights in the last few months she'd sat with her father in the quiet of their home in town. She and her two sisters rotated nights, giving their mother a short reprieve from the hopelessness of growing old. Deidre couldn't count the number of times she'd played the CDs, hoping to give him strength and courage in the memory of who he once was. But it seemed he'd given up on life. Now, they all watched as his body withered its way to death.
"…Deirdre, yoo-hoo, you okay?" Austin was bent over, intently staring into her eyes, only inches from her nose.
"Sorry, Austin. Drifted off for a moment. What were you saying?"
"I was talking about my consulting firm, but obviously that put you to sleep." He sat on the leather couch, lacing his fingers through hers, pulling her down next to him. "Sit. Enjoy the wine and the music."
Though Deirdre had had only two one-night stands in her lifetime, one in college, and of course, Bobby, she could distinguish genuine interest from lust. It was concern she saw in the cobalt pools of Austin's eyes and the gentle curve of his mouth. She leaned against him seeking solace in the solid feeling of his body.
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