Delta Force Desire
From classified secrets to unleashed desires…Elite hacker Kit Walker expects a safe desk job when the government taps her for a classified project. So when Kit’s captured by a cyberterrorist group, she fears for her life and her work. But when gorgeous Griffin Brooks turns up to save her, it's not only her ife that's in danger…Griffin was assigned to Kit's case, but protecting bashful beauty soon becomes so much more than a job to him. How can he do his duty to guard her when he couldn't keep his late wife safe from a nefarious killer? As a lethal threat closes in on them both, Griffin and Kit will have to untangle the deadly web of lies—and their growing attraction—if they want to stop their enemy in his tracks.
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It was on the tip of his tongue to tell Connor about his attraction to Kit.
Griffin could keep it in check. He wasnât a slave to his hormones. Too much was at stake for him to give in to his feelings. Instead, he made the point that mattered most. âMy wife died because I couldnât protect her. What makes you think I can keep Kit safe?â
âThis situation is nothing like what happened with Beth. What could you have done differently? No one blames you for Bethâs death except you.â
At the mention of his wifeâs name, disgust for himself and anger at her killer renewed. âI ask myself that every day.â
âThe answer eludes you because there is no answer. You couldnât have done anything. What happened with Beth was a terrible atrocity, but protecting Kit will be different. You will be at her side around the clock. She is your sole mission.â
Griffin didnât care for his bodyâs response to hearing that. As a red-blooded man, he wanted to be close to Kit. As an operative, he wasnât qualified to protect her.
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Kit Walker is great with technology. But peopleânot so much. When her past working on a top secret government project comes back to haunt her, Kit has to rely on Griffin Brooks, an operative for the West Company. Kit doesnât trust him. Her experiences with men have been rocky and Griffin is far too callous and demanding. Except heâs also drop-dead gorgeous, and Kit finds that hard to ignore and makes it even harder to keep her distance from him.
Tough, competent and cool under fire, Griffin has been sent by the West Company to ensure Kitâs safety. Griffin is unexpectedly drawn to the awkward and unassuming woman he has been assigned to protect. Griffin has something to prove to himself and wonât let anything get in the way of his mission. When the operation goes sideways and Griffin and Kit are forced on the run, Griffin must decide to either protect Kit or his heart.
The characters in this book were inspired by the amazing computer scientists Iâve worked with. I hope my fellow geeks find and enjoy their happy endings!
Best,
C.J. Miller
C.J. MILLER loves to hear from her readers and can be contacted through her website, cj-miller.com. She lives in Maryland with her husband and three children. C.J. believes in first loves, second chances and happily-ever-after.
To Noelle, for the light, love and joy you bring to our lives each day.
Contents
Dear Reader
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Kaitlyn âKitâ Walker was not rocking the slinky, glittery red dress. On the hanger, it had looked great. On her, it was garish and borderline indecent. Kit had left her bedroom wearing it only because her sister Marissa had insisted she blend with her model friends. One problem with that: Kit wasnât a model. She didnât even photograph that well.
Kit felt awkward and uncomfortable. She was certain she looked like a sausage stuffed into a too-tiny casing, bulging in the wrong places. All she needed was for the seams or zipper to pop and make her humiliation complete. At least no one was looking at her. She was about seven inches too short and thirty pounds too heavy for anyone at the party to be staring at her when so much eye candy was prancing around her, giggling and taking selfies.
Kit preferred to fly under the radar of the constant clicking of cameras on smartphones. She wasnât anything to post about on social media, and she liked it that way. She preferred to remain out of the public eye.
Kit only had to stay at the swanky rooftop party until they sang happy birthday to her sister and cut the cakeâthe thousand-dollar, perfectly decorated cake Marissa and her friends wouldnât touch. Some celebrity baker had prepared it. Would he be insulted if no one bothered to eat it?
It was nearly dusk and the terrace was aglow with silver spherical lanterns. The serving bars were illuminated with fluorescent green. The whole party was not Kitâs scene.
At least their brother seemed to be having a good time. He was flirting and talking with the beautiful women. Their mother was in her element. A former Miss California, sipping champagne, wearing a couture gown, and talking to Marissaâs agent, her mother was all toothy smiles.
Kitâs phone was tucked in her clutch. Her fingers stretched toward it. She had promised Marissa she would socialize and not type on her phone the entire time, but no one was speaking to her, and it was unlikely anyone would. She had nothing in common with actors and models and photographers. She was probably the only woman on the roof who wasnât regularly featured in the gossip columns. She couldnât be in the gossip columns; her life depended on it. If someone saw her picture and recognized her as anyone other than Kit Walker, she was screwed.
