Ultimate Kill (Book 1 Ultimate CORE)
by Kristine Mason
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BLURB:
When the past collides with the present, the only way to
ensure the future lies in the ultimate kill…
Naomi McCall is a woman of many secrets. Her family has been
murdered and she’s been forced into hiding. No one knows her past or her real
name, not even the man she loves.
Jake Tyler, former Marine and the newest recruit to the
private criminal investigation agency, CORE, has been in love with a woman who
never existed. When he learns about the lies Naomi has weaved, he’s ready to
leave her—until an obsessed madman begins sending her explosive messages every
hour on the hour.
Innocent people are dying. With their deaths, Naomi’s
secrets are revealed and the truth is thrust into the open. All but one.
Naomi’s not sure if Jake can handle a truth that will change their lives. But
she is certain of one thing—the only way to stop the killer before he takes
more lives is to make herself his next victim.
EXCERPT:
Hero’s POV:
“I have a spare bedroom,” Naomi
said.
Jake shifted his gaze to her
lips. The urge to kiss her, strip her naked and bury himself in her heat made
him hard, tense. He slid his hand from her lower back and gripped her hips. “I
don’t think that’s a good idea.”
A small smile curved her mouth.
He glanced away and met her gaze. Damn, he’d missed looking into her bright
blue eyes.
“Why not?” she asked.
Why not? Because he wanted them
skin to skin, chest to breast. He wanted to pretend he didn’t know about her
lies. That she was simply Naomi McCall, his lover, best friend and future. Not
a mystery woman who hadn’t existed until eight years ago.
He’d come here with the intent to
put the past to rest. Instead he’d discovered his love for her hadn’t died. He
knew in his gut he couldn’t sleep in the same house without wanting to be with
her. He didn’t trust himself where she was concerned. From the moment they’d met
he’d wanted her. She’d allured him, drawn him in with her smile, those
beautiful blue eyes and sexy curves. But what had attracted him the most was
her personality. The night he’d met her, he’d just come off a short tour in
Iraq. Within minutes of talking with her, the fighting, the fear, the anxiety
that came with war and conflict had been replaced with a quiet peace. And as
their relationship had developed, he’d craved not only her touch, but her
soothing words and her nurturing yet pragmatic way.
He’d missed her so damned much.
Although he could survive without her and had for the past five years, he
didn’t know if he could handle being under the same roof as her. Despite the
time they’d been apart, despite the lies, he still wanted her.
Holding her hips, he pressed her
against his erection. “This is why I’m better off staying at the Lodge.”
Her eyes darkened and she slid
her gaze to his mouth. “I think that’s exactly why you should stay here,” she
said, meeting his eyes again.
Wrong. Maybe a weekend of hot sex
wasn’t a big deal to her. She’d had no problem walking away from him before and
he doubted she’d have a problem doing it again. For him, though…
Despite his body’s reaction to
her, he hadn’t come here for sex and knew it would only complicate their
already complicated relationship. How could he be with her again and walk away?
How could he taste her, touch her, feel her heat wrapped around him and not
want more? He’d spent years pushing her from his mind. He’d tried to find a
woman who could replace Naomi and what they’d had together. On both ends he’d
had no success. She’d never been far from his thoughts and no woman could
compare to her.
With reluctance, he let go of her
hips and took a step back. “Maybe you’re right,” he said even though he had no
intention of staying. While he wouldn’t take her up on the offer to use the
spare bedroom, he also wasn’t ready to leave yet. He wanted to continue hanging
out at her house, have dinner, pretend they were still a couple.
God, he was pathetic. Naomi was a
walking, talking lie. He should hate her, confront her about her past, shout
out his resentments. But he couldn’t. Until he’d seen her in the school parking
lot, he hadn’t realized how empty his life had been without her. He hadn’t
realized how much he still loved her.
Frickin’ pathetic.
AUTHOR Bio and
Links:
I didn’t pick up my first
romance novel until I was in my late twenties. Immediately hooked, I read a
bazillion books before deciding to write one of my own. After the birth of my
first son I needed something to keep my mind from turning to mush, and Sesame
Street wasn’t cutting it. While that first book will never see the light of
day, something good came from writing it. I realized my passion and found a
career I love.
When I’m not writing
contemporary romances and dark, romantic suspense novels (or reading them!) I’m
chasing after my four kids and two neurotic dogs.
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