Falling for the New Guy
She needs a distraction One of Bluff City's finest, Tess Camden always follows the rules. That means a romp with the strong and silent new guy on the force would be out of the question. Besides, no matter how deliciously sexy Marc Santino is, she's his boss. So she'll stick with her keeping-to-herself routine.Still, Marc has Tess aching to be all kinds of wrong. And all those reasons they have to stay away don't seem important…especially if their sexy arrangement remains their secret. Suddenly, their hot affair becomes more than just a distraction. Can they let it turn into something more?
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She needs a distraction
One of Bluff Cityâs finest, Tess Camden always follows the rules. That means a romp with the strong and silent new guy on the force would be out of the question. Besides, no matter how deliciously sexy Marc Santino is, sheâs his boss. So sheâll stick with her keeping-to-herself routine.
Still, Marc has Tess aching to be all kinds of wrong. And all those reasons they have to stay away donât seem importantâ¦especially if their sexy arrangement remains their secret. Suddenly, their hot affair becomes more than just a distraction. Can they let it turn into something more?
Maybe a bar was exactly what he needed.
And what about Tess?
It didnât matter if she was pretty. If his body had some different idea of her than his brain did. Because his body was kind of interested in her body. His mind? It found her irritating as hell. Besides, she was practically his superior.
Marc glanced up from locking his door to see Tess leaning against the rail at the top of the staircase. Sheâd changed. Jeans, long-sleeved T-shirt, leather jacket slung over her shoulder. Her hair was still pulled back, but in a looser way than it had been when sheâd been in uniform.
There was nothing sexy about it. Nothing. But sexy was the first word that popped into his head anyway.
Trouble. Plain and simple. And heâd never done anything remotely resembling trouble. Was that why it seemed so enticing?
Marc and Tessâs story ends my Bluff City series (I mean, probablyâyou never know!), which is my first series with Mills & Boon Superromance.
I think more than anything Iâve written, the books in this series are about the ways love holds us up when times are tough, and that is one of my favorite themes to explore. Iâll miss Grace and Kyle, Jacob and Leah, Henry and Ellen, and Marc and Tess a little extra for the milestones and firsts that came along with them.
I hope their stories bring you some of the joy and hope theyâve brought me.
If youâre on Twitter, so am I (probably more than I should be). I love to talk to readers: @NicoleTHelm.
Happy reading!
Nicole Helm
NICOLE HELM grew up with her nose in a book and a dream of becoming a writer. Luckily, after a few failed career choices, a husband and two kids, she gets to pursue that writing dream. She lives in Missouri with her husband (the police officer who, sadly, does not go by Captain Quiet) and two sons (who are also extremely not quiet).
To my husband. For answering my endless (and somewhat disturbing) questions without batting an eye, and for being the love that gets me through all the rough patches.
Contents
Dear Reader
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
EPILOGUE
MARC SANTINO PLACED a box in the corner of the empty apartment along with one other box. Add the two his sister and her boyfriend carried, a bed, a bookshelf and a few folding chairs, and it made up all his worldly possessions. That hadnât seemed quite so little until he put it into the apartment, tiny as the space was.
âAre you sure about this place?â Leah asked, dropping her box and then skeptically kicking loose baseboards and poking at electrical outlets.
Marc had to bite his tongue to keep from telling her to be careful. She was an electricianâshe knew what she was doing.
But what kind of lunatic so casually ran her fingers over outlets?
He didnât say that, though. He was not going to ruin whatever weird equilibrium he and his not-at-all close little sister had managed over the past few months with hisâsome might sayâparanoid worry. He liked to call it concerned with safety.
âItâs a little rough, but Iâll have plenty of time to clean it up. Besides, the price was right.â
Leah and Jacob shared a look. Marc wasnât a big fan of when they did that. Unfortunately, the brief time heâd spent visiting in order to facilitate this move to Bluff City, Iowa hadnât given him any insight into what those shared looks meant.
âJacob and I could move into the big house,â Leah said, referencing the large house Jacobâs company had restored and used as an office. But Marc knew they were trying to sell it, and living in Leahâs house was more practical for them. Or more private, anyway.
