MATURE READERS 18+
Author: C.A. Harms
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: November 24, 2015
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
"Some things are just too far out of our control.”
FBI Agent Joshua Phoenix goes undercover…Deep.
Thrust into a world of drugs and criminal activity, integrating himself into the Russian Mafia turned out to be much more than Josh bargained for.
It’s dark and it’s dangerous.
The lives they destroy along the way will never be the same.
The things he is forced to do will haunt him forever.
Even more importantly, he never planned on meeting her…
A chance encounter with Real Estate Agent Gabriella Shannon, has Josh questioning his ability to complete his mission.
And now the dark world may consume them both.
He’s in too deep.
Leaving now would only risk the safety of those around him.
But when his cover’s blown Josh is forced to make a decision that will reroute his future.
The hardest decision he will ever have to make in his life.
And those he meant to protect will be the ones who suffer the most…
“What can I get ya?” the young guy behind the bar asked.
“A decoy, maybe a smoke bomb.” He looked at me in confusion. “Date from hell, dude. Ever had one of those moments where you’re
wondering how the fuck you got yourself in such a mess?”
He chuckled and looked up over my shoulder.
“Oh.” He smirked and nodded. “Marissa.”
The fact he knew her name made me cringe. I had a feeling this was worse than I had initially thought. “Oh fuck, what? She’s a stalker or some freaky chick that’s gonna claim we’re engaged? I’ll spend months getting her to leave me the fuck alone, won’t I?”
He handed me a beer and shook his head, chuckling to himself, then poured a shot of tequila and set it on the bar next to my beer. “You’re gonna need that.”
I let my head fall to my hands and grumbled as I mentally cussed out Greyson and myself for even showing up.
“Good luck, man.”
I didn’t even lift my head. It was pointless; I knew he was eating this up. His laughter faded as he worked his way down the bar, serving others.
“I see you don’t suffer from coulrophobia,” came a soft whisper from my right.
I immediately lifted my head and was taken aback by the girl sitting at my side. How had I missed her?
Oh, I know, I’d had tunnel vision as I ran from Cruella toward my next drink.
“What?” I asked, yet all I could focus on was her piercing blue eyes. I had never seen eyes that blue before.
“The fear of clowns,” she stated. “Coulrophobia.”
I remained focused on her beauty, taking the time to look at each feature, wondering why in the hell she couldn’t have been the brunette from the coffee shop. My night would have been a whole hell of a lot better if she was in Marissa’s place.
I knew I was staring, but I couldn’t stop myself. She had mentioned something about clowns, but I was lost. I had no idea what she was talking about. My gaze fell to her plump, full lips, and I smirked. No red lipstick graced them. They held only a sheer film of shiny gloss, and I loved that she preferred the more natural look. When they curved upward in a smile, I didn’t feel even the slightest bit embarrassed that she knew I was checking her out so closely.
When her eyes met mine, she nudged her head toward Marissa. “I was referring to your date. She kinda resembles a clown.”
I stared at her and could see she was fighting back her laughter. She lifted her drink to her lips and took a small sip before lowering it.
I could no longer hold back my own smile. “I fucking hate clowns.”
“I like the red ones,” Josh said before turning back toward the display of lingerie. “Oh, and this color. Is that teal?” He lifted up the pair of panties and held them out before him.
I smiled as a younger guy three feet away ducked his head in embarrassment.
“Now these would look fucking amazing on you. Damn, baby.” Josh’s eyes gleamed in excitement as he looked up at me. “I may go broke if you keep bringing me to places like these.”
I giggled as I grabbed the pink, lacy, and completely see-through nightie he held in his other hand.
“We’ll take one of these in every color you have,” he hollered to the clerk.
I hid my head against his chest and tickled his sides.
“What?” he grunted and tried to pull back from my assault. “You can’t blame me for trying, sweetheart.
Forget about getting dressed daily. I think you should live in these nighties.”
I tilted my head and looked up at him. “You are insatiable.” I rose up on my tiptoes, bringing my lips close to his. “And extremely adorable.”
He closed the distance and kissed me, wrapping his arm around my waist securely. His tongue rolled with mine, and for a moment I forgot we were standing in the center of a department store. Someone cleared their throat, and I broke the kiss to look over my shoulder. An older salesperson was giving us a disapproving glare.
“Sorry,” I offered. When I turned back to face Josh, he was grinning from ear to ear.
“So—” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. “—we are getting some of these. Right?”
I lifted up the light pink nightie and shook it in front of his face. “We’ll get this one and the red one,” I assured him as I walked toward the sales clerk at the checkout counter. When I looked back over my shoulder, Josh was smiling brightly and following close behind.
“Now that’s my girl. Looks like tonight we’re
I rolled my eyes and turned forward again as he chuckled.
C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn't always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.
She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.