Accused
Atlanta's
Finest Series Book 3
by
Sharon C Cooper
Genre:
Romantic Suspense
He
wants to forget his past… She’s hiding from hers…
Former
FBI agent Kenton Bailey traded in his badge when an assignment went
horribly wrong. Now he provides personal security to high-end
clients. But falling for Egypt Durand, the Queen of Supreme Security,
wasn’t part of the plan. She’s smart, classy, and ignites a fire
in him that only she can extinguish. Except she retreats from his
advances…and she’s shrouded in a veil of secrecy.
Egypt
has never met a man as sexy as Kenton. Funny and smart, he’s hard
to resist. But her past leaves no room for a happily ever after.
Still, with him, she dreams of a future.
Finally,
Egypt’s startling truths are revealed, throwing Kenton off balance
and forcing him to confront the past he left behind. And when threats
from a dangerous crime family send Egypt bolting, Kenton convinces
her to stay. Together they will fight to bring closure to their
pasts, but will they live long enough to explore the passion brewing
between them?
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“Why
do I always have to go through this with you, Hamilton, and Angelo?
Don’t get
me wrong, I appreciate you guys looking out for me, but I’m a big girl. I don’t
need my big brothers, going all He-Man
whenever I have a date.”
“You
know not to include me in the big brothers’ scenario,”
Kenton said in a low voice close to her ear, his hand moving to her hip.
Had
he not known for a fact that their feelings for each other were mutual, he
wouldn’t have made such a bold move. He was close enough to feel Egypt shudder
against him.
“I
definitely don’t see you or consider you as a sister. In fact, the things I’d
love to do with you would not fall into the brotherly love zone.”
Her
hand went to his chest, and her touch scorched his skin right through his
shirt. At 5’9” she was tall for a woman, but even with her high heels, the top
of her head only came up to his nose. He had always been attracted to tall,
curvy women and she didn’t disappoint.
“Kenton,
I…we,” she started, but stopped and dropped her gaze. When her tongue slid
across her bottom lip, an uncontrollable growl rumbled in his throat.
“Cancel
your date, and go out with me,” he said, caressing her soft cheek with the pad
of his thumb.
Egypt
glanced up at him, and the urge to kiss her was stronger than ever.
“I
already told you. I can’t go out with you.”
“You
can’t or you won’t?”
She
stepped out of his hold but didn’t move away. “Is there a difference?”
Kenton
shoved his hands into his front, pants pockets to keep from touching her again.
“Yeah, there is a difference. Have you ever seen the movie, Pretty
Woman?”
Egypt’s
brows shot up. “Are you kidding me? There’s not a woman alive who hasn’t seen
the movie, at least twice. Question is, have you seen
it?”
“I
have three sisters, two who are older. It was impossible for me not to see it
and every other chick flick that exists. The point is, toward the end of the
movie, when Edward asks Vivian to stay with him for one more night, she gives a
teary-eyed I can’t. That’s how you say I can’t, but
without the tears.”
Egypt
stared at him with her mouth hanging open but didn’t say anything.
“When
you tell me you can’t go out with me, that speaks volumes. It means you can’t
go out with me because you’re afraid, or it’s because of something that has
happened in your past. Deep down, you really do want to date me.”
She
shook her head, and Kenton didn’t miss the soft smile spreading across her
lips. “You’re too much. You know that?”
“Tonight,
there was something else behind your words, and I can’t put my finger on it.
Have I done something to make you think that you and I can’t
date? And don’t give me that shit about fraternizing. That rule is not included in our employee handbook.”
“Kenton…”
He
grasped her arm gently and pulled her close. “If you told me that you won’t or will never go out with me, I would’ve backed off a
long time ago. You haven’t done that. So which is it? You can’t
go out with me, or you don’t want to?”
Egypt
folded her bottom lip between her teeth as if debating on whether to tell him
the truth or lie. As a former undercover FBI agent, he’d been good at reading
people, and he already knew the answer. She wanted to be with him as much as he
wanted to be with her, but something was holding her back. He didn’t know what,
but he had every intention of finding out.
“Sweetheart,
your silence tells me everything I need to know.”
Indebted
Atlanta's
Finest Series Book 2
Even
when he does good, he’s bad…
Detective
Lazarus Dimas doesn’t play by the rules. On the streets, he’s a
force to be reckoned with, a dangerous man with a badge and a gun.
But he does have a soft spot — the sexy assistant district attorney
Journey Ramsey. There is something about the woman he can’t shake.
She’s irresistible and off limits. At least that’s what he keeps
telling himself, but one kiss leads to others and well…so much for
limits.
Journey
plays by the rules, normally. But she can’t deny the sexual tension
that sparks whenever Laz is near, even when he puts her professional
integrity at risk. Laz is complex. The type of man fathers warn their
daughters about. Yet, there’s a gentle, vulnerable side to him that
he lets no one see except her, and she can’t resist him.
Can
Laz prove he’s the man for Journey before a reopened case exposes
his true colors? Or will the danger they face show that the love they
share knows no boundaries?
*Indebted
is book 2 in the Atlanta's Finest Series, but can be read as a
standalone.
**Interracial
romance (BWWM).
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Journey
moaned as his tongue danced with hers, familiarizing itself with every nook and
cranny of her luscious mouth. All the desire he’d had pent up over the years to
kiss her came to the forefront as he savored every moment. This connection
exceeded his expectations and when her hands slid into his hair, he just about
lost it. His body throbbed with need. But just as quick as the kiss started,
common sense settled over him like a cold chill.
They
couldn’t do this. He was no good for her. If she ever got involved with him,
his reputation alone would ruin her good name. Laz couldn’t let that happen.
Knowing
this, he reluctantly broke off the kiss, but was slow to release her. They were
like two magnets molded together and it was almost impossible to pull away. He
needed to…he should…but he couldn’t, at least not yet.
Journey
took her time opening her alluring eyes and he easily got lost in the
dreaminess of them. This woman had a hold on him that he couldn’t explain. And
now that he’d kissed her, he was screwed. If she had any idea how much power
she had over him, she could do some serious damage to his heart. Good thing
she’d never know.
Laz
dropped his hands and Journey visibly shivered before clearing her throat.
“Um,
how about that drink?” She hurried away from him, pouring herself a glass of
wine, and taking a huge gulp.
Laz
released a noisy breath and ran his hands through his hair, glad to know he
wasn’t the only one affected by their intense lip-lock. Making himself at home,
he reached into the refrigerator, not surprised that there was very little food
since she spent most of her days at the office. Yet, she had plenty to drink.
He grabbed a bottle of water and moved to the other side of the long counter,
where she’d set the burritos he’d brought.
He
pointed at their food. “Let’s eat. I’m starving.”
He
waited until she was seated at the breakfast bar before snagging the stool next
to her. They ate in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. What he needed to
do was find out what she’d been holding back from him earlier, but first he had
to get his body under control. Only minutes ago, flames of desire consumed him
like the hottest fire, singeing every cell within him. He hadn’t felt this
worked up in a while. Sure, he’d been with plenty of women over the years, but
not one had him ready to say to hell with everything in order to have her. He
hadn’t felt like this since…not since Gwenn.
Don’t
go there, Dimas. He definitely didn’t need to travel down that mental
road.
“The
flowers were from a client,” Journey said out of nowhere.
Laz
nodded, not bothering to ask if the client was male or female. It was best he
didn’t know.
“Are
you ready to tell me what you wanted to say earlier?” he finally asked Journey,
tossing the wrapper from his burrito into the trash.
He
poured more wine into her glass before grabbing another bottle of water for
himself. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”
She
wrapped her hands around her wine glass and he could feel the tension bouncing
off her.
“What’s
wrong? Are you in trouble? Is it a case? Because whatever it is, I know it’s
bothering you.” He touched her hand and she looked at him. “You can trust me.
Tell me what happened.”
“Laz,
I could lose my job or worse, be disbarred if I say anything right now.”
Okay,
so this is serious.
“Is
there something I can do to help?” he asked quietly. If she was in trouble,
there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do. He couldn’t explain his possessiveness
when it came to her. He wasn’t even sure when his feelings for her had grown so
strong.
“Be
careful of the people around you,” she whispered, staring at her wine glass.
He
stiffened. The words were spoken so quietly, he almost didn’t hear them.
“So
this is about me?” he asked cautiously.
She
gave a slight nod of her head before turning her troubled gaze in his
direction. His heart squeezed. Not so much for himself, but for the worry he
saw in her eyes. “I can’t tell you anything more yet, but for now Laz
just…watch your back.”
Vindicated
Atlanta's
Finest Series Book 1
She’s
a distraction he can’t resist…
A
spark ignites the moment security specialist, Hamilton Crosby, meets
stuntwoman, Dakota Sherrod. She’s like no other woman he’s ever
met. But Hamilton never ignores his gut, and his gut tells him to
stay clear of the enticing beauty.
Dakota
is an adrenaline junkie. Leaping off buildings and running through
fire is just another day at the job. Hence when she sets her sights
on Hamilton, she goes after him full-force. Their attraction is
fierce, but he thwarts her advances at every turn. He’s the strong,
silent type who operates by a set of rules, but he’ll soon realize
she rarely follows rules.
Falling
for Dakota catches Hamilton off guard. So does the fact that she’s
attached to part of his past. A past that indicted him with shame and
loss. But when Dakota becomes the target of an unknown enemy,
Hamilton stops at nothing to protect her. In turn, vindication is his
reward, except it comes with complications.
Dakota
snagged his attention when she revved the engine of a custom Ducati 1098S and
took off down the street before slowing and circling back. She looked like a
total badass on the sleek black bike that was accented in chrome with a
matching helmet. The black leather jumpsuit she was wearing added to the fierce
look.
“Your
woman has nerves of steel, man. I can’t imagine doing half the stunts she’s
performed on this project,” Justin said, admiration ringing in his voice. “How
much did she tell you about this stunt?”
The
question immediately put Hamilton on edge. “Not much. She just said that she’d
be riding a motorcycle like one she wanted to purchase one day. I guess she’s
been planning to test drive one but hadn’t yet.”
“With
the way she’s handling that machine, no one would ever know she hadn’t ridden
it before.”
As
the words left Justin’s mouth, Dakota did a wheelie, riding a short distance
with the front wheel of the bike off the ground. Considering the act was
illegal on city streets, he hoped it wasn’t something she did outside of being
on a movie set.
Justin
chuckled. “Now she’s just showing off, probably for you.”
Hamilton’s
pulse thumped loudly in his ear and his chest tightened as she popped another
wheelie. When the front tire hit the ground, she sped down the street at top
speed, then slowed and turned around only to do it again. This woman was going
to be the death of him. He didn’t want her showing off. He just wanted her
safe.
“This
will be the last time I come and watch her do a stunt,” he said to Justin. “My
heart can’t take this shit.”
Justin
laughed and pounded him on the back, then gripped his shoulder. “Well, brace
yourself, bro. You’re in for a treat.”
Award-winning
and bestselling author, Sharon C. Cooper, is a romance-a-holic -
loving anything that involves romance with a happily-ever-after,
whether in books, movies, or real life. Sharon writes contemporary
romance, as well as romantic suspense and enjoys rainy days, carpet
picnics, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. She's been nominated
for numerous awards and is the recipient of an Emma Award for
Romantic Suspense of the Year 2015 (Truth or Consequences), Emma
Award - Interracial Romance of the Year 2015 (All You'll Ever Need),
and BRAB (book club) Award -Breakout Author of the Year 2014. When
Sharon is not writing or working, she's hanging out with her amazing
husband, doing volunteer work or reading a good book (a romance of
course).
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