Tempted By a Touchby Kris Rafferty
An Unlikely Hero #2
Publication Date: October 24, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Select, Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis: People keep dying around Harper MacLain. Try as she might, she can’t stop bad things from happening to those she loves. When her closely guarded secret lands her in the middle of her ex-boyfriend’s investigation, she’s in over her head. She hates that Detective Lucas Sullivan is in her life again, tempting her to fall back into bad habits…and his bed.When Harper left him, Lucas tried not to care, burying himself in his job instead. Then Harper became the job. Now they’re on the run, and all he can think about is keeping her safe…and his hands off her. Lucas knows she’s the key to solving his case, if he can keep them alive long enough to do it. And that’s the trick…because falling in love can kill you.
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Synopsis: Marnie Somerville is sure Dane MacLain is just another bad guy. Her job as resident investigator at Whitman Enterprises is to track down the owners of delinquent accounts, but something about Dane’s case is off, and Marnie can’t resist a good mystery. The secret files and cover-up she finds after hacking her boss’s computer are more than she expected, and now she’s fleeing her former employer...right into Dane’s arms.Former detective Dane MacLain has spent the last year gathering intel against Whitman Enterprises, the company he believes responsible for his wife’s death. When a beautiful and intense woman shows up with information, Dane is willing to accept all she has to offer, especially when the help comes in such a sexy package. Caught in a deadly cat and mouse chase, Dane must do everything he can to protect Marnie as they run for their lives.
“Lucas, they killed him. I don’t know what to do.”
“You’re going to move on,” he said. “Put this behind you.” It was the only thing that worked. The first time was the worst, because you didn’t know if you could move past it. It never got easy, but the first time was definitely the worst.
Without another word, he squeezed peach shampoo on her head and lathered it up. Before long, Harper was helping him, scrubbing with a frenzy, and then she couldn’t take her clothes off quickly enough. The sopping jeans were the hardest, and then she was ripping at her bloodstained bra and panties, scrubbing Joe’s blood off her skin. He helped her clean up, keeping his touch impersonal, and by the time he was done, he was shaken by the effort to control his reaction.
Then she was holding him, eyes closed, rubbing her wet body against his, her lips open on his chest, her tongue tasting the water on his skin. He told himself she was confused, traumatized. She needed care, not passion. So Lucas struggled past the jolts of his thwarted desire and forced himself to breathe. If he delayed stilling her hands as they caressed his body, he told himself he didn’t want to upset her. If he kept his arms around her, pressing her against him with more force than necessity, he told himself the tub was slippery. When her caresses and kisses brought him to the point of forgetting the danger they were in, he stilled her hands with a gasp. She didn’t know what she was doing, and he did. He stepped back, trying to do the right thing, but unable to stop himself from drinking in the sight of her; her delicate instep, long legs, slender hips, and the heaviness of her breasts. He wanted to look at her all day and through the night, but instead he turned the water off. It was hard to ignore his arousal, her questioning gaze, but he did. Then he grabbed a large, fluffy towel, and wrapped her in it before stepping out of the tub.
“Everything will be okay.” Lifting her out, he cradled her in his arms.
Harper buried her face in his neck, and the sensation gave him tingles, to the point where he had to take a moment to let them run their course. It had always been that way with them. One touch, and he lost his mind.