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Title: Savage Rising
Author: Katie Reus
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About Savage Rising:
From USA Today bestselling author Katie Reus comes the second book in the ALL NEW Redemption Harbor series where sparks fly and so do bullets. He's a former Marine, her new fake boyfriend, and the only way to escape her dangerous past. Having a child changed everything for Olivia—she vowed to keep her little girl safe from the mistakes of her past. But when the most dangerous person she ever met blackmails her into doing one last heist, the world she’s so carefully built goes into a tailspin. Frantic, she heads to Redemption Harbor in search of help. Sparks fly when she meets Savage, a man who will do anything to keep Olivia and her daughter safe. He’ll help her get her life back, but can he handle seeing who she once was? Can they pull it off? Savage poses as her obsessive ex during a daring undercover operation—and soon the line between reality and their cover story becomes blurred. He’ll use every trick he knows to keep the sensual woman alive and out of jail—and in his life. But the clock is ticking and if they can’t find a way to trust each other, no one will make it out alive.
Savage
Rising Excerpt
Copyright
© 2017 Katie Reus
“I need you for
a job,” Kyle finally said. He slipped his hands into his pockets, watching her
closely.
“I’ve been out
of the game a long time.” Well over six years. Ever since she’d found out she
was pregnant she’d stopped running high-end heists and left that life behind.
No more cons, no stealing, just an honest life with her daughter.
“I know. I
wouldn’t be here if I had anyone else. But my guy fell through. I need someone
I’ve worked with before—so I know you’re not a narc—and I need someone with
your skill set.”
She shook her
head. “Kyle, I’ve been removed from that life for so long.”
“Exactly. No one
knows you. And I know you keep in shape. And you’ve kept up with
climbing…despite your sloppy attire.” His lips curved up slightly, again with
the look of disdain.
She bristled at
his words, then paused as they set in. How the hell did he know she’d kept up
with climbing? He must have been watching her. Olivia wanted to say no again,
but knew better. So she crossed her arms over her chest and pretended to feign
interest. “What’s the job?” Maybe if she got a better feel for it, she could
sabotage it without him knowing.
He shook his
head and actually tsked at her. “You know the deal. No details until later.”
She paused,
trying to think of a way out of this. “Fine. I’ll think about it.”
He took a
menacing step forward, but she made herself stand her ground. She was only a
couple feet from the front door. Not that she would run, not with her daughter
to protect. But she was also closer to the stairs—which led to her daughter’s
room. The most primitive sensation filled her as she faced off with him. If he
tried to move past her to the stairs, she would attack. And he’d have to kill
her before she let him up there.
“That sounds a
lot like a ‘no,’” he murmured, his voice deceptively calm. Nothing about him
seemed menacing, but she knew him. Had seen him beat one of his partners within
an inch of his life because Kyle thought the guy had stolen from him.
“I said I’d
think about it. You just show up out of the blue and demand I work with you
again. I have responsibilities now.”
He leaned down,
his expression darkening. “Let me make this clear. I’m not asking. I’m telling.
I need your skills. And if you go to the cops…” Without turning away from her,
he slid his hand into his jacket pocket. Then he placed something in her hand.
A picture of her
daughter. Leaving school, wearing her pink and green unicorn backpack.
Her temper
spiked inside her like lightning. Without realizing she’d even moved, Olivia
struck out, her palm slamming across his perfectly chiseled cheek. Pain
ricocheted through her hand and up her arm even as he lifted his own arm,
backhanding her.
With no time to
block herself or brace for the attack, she stumbled and slammed into the
banister, her eye catching on the newel post. As she hit the bamboo wood floor,
Kyle’s boot connected with her ribs once.
Hard.
Sucking in a
sharp breath, she couldn’t even cry out as the pain receptors in her side
exploded.
The doorbell
chimed and Kyle froze above her, looking as if he was ready to murder her.
“If you hurt me,
I can’t do the job,” she managed to wheeze out. “Dumbass.” She shouldn’t
antagonize him, but seriously, this fool wanted her to do a job with her specific
skill set—which included potentially rappelling off buildings. She couldn’t
very well do that with broken ribs.
The doorbell
chimed again and Kyle stepped back. “I’ll be in touch.” Kyle turned on his
heel, heading toward her kitchen.
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