Reckonings
New town, new name…more trouble!Dr. Jamie Myers has tried outrunning her past, but now someone is stalking her, leaving her deadly messages. Once, she’d trusted the wrong man. So how can she rely on Davis McGuire, the fiercely handsome ex-SEAL she’s hired as a bodyguard? And how can she ignore the way his hands-on attention excites her?One of McGuire Securities’ best, Davis wants to protect the sexy doc 24/7 and play by the rules. But as Jamie’s stalker grows bolder, Davis’s desire grows stronger. Soon he’s breaking all his rules—so he can uncover Jamie’s secrets in order to protect her…and discover the key to her heart.
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He hesitated. âAre we going to talk about it?â
Her cheeks pinkened. âYou meanââ
âThe kiss that left me aching for you.â
That light flush became even darker. She was so cute when she blushed.
âIf that alarm call hadnât come through, what do you think would have happened next?â Davis asked, curious. He knew what heâd wanted to happen but â¦
âI would have told you good-night. The same way Iâm doing now.â
His lips quirked. He turned away from her. Shot down.
âDavis, you donât want the trouble I bring.â
Her low words had him glancing back at her. âI can handle trouble. Itâs kind of my specialty.â
Jamie took a step back. âBut â¦â
âLetâs be clear. I want you like damn hell on fire right now. Iâve been fantasizing about you for months. When I finally got my hands on you tonight ⦠well, the desire I felt just got stronger. I want you.â
CYNTHIA EDEN, a New York Times bestselling author, writes tales of romantic suspense and paranormal romance. Her books have received starred reviews from Publishers Weekly, and she has received a RITA>® Award nomination for best romantic suspense novel. Cynthia lives in the Deep South, loves horror movies and has an addiction to chocolate. More information about Cynthia may be found at www.cynthiaeden.com, or you can follow her on Twitter, @cynthiaeden.
For my wonderful friend Joan ⦠thanks so much for all of your encouragement! You are the best!
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Everyone loved a good wedding. Or at least, people were supposed to love a wedding. And the wedding that sheâd just watched had certainly been incredible. The bride, Ava McGuire, had been glowing as she took the hand of her husband, Mark Montgomery. The guests had erupted into cheers when the couple was pronounced man and wife. Shouts and whistles had filled the air when the two kissed.
Yes, everyone was supposed to love a wedding.
But Jamie Myers had spent the past hour wishing she could slip away from the crowd. Wishing she could pretty much be anywhere else. Sure, she liked both Ava and Mark. They were great people. It was just...the crowd. All the noise. The voices. The people.
And seeing what Iâll never have.
The big family. The ease, the comfort that came from that connection. It was too much. Because Jamie stared at all of them, and she remembered what sheâd lost.
âTime to throw the bouquet!â
Jamie flinched. Scarlett McGuire had shouted the announcement as she strode past Jamie, and now she was flashing a rather wicked grin her way, as if she realized Jamie would rather walk through hell than make a grab for that bouquet. Of all the women at that wedding reception, Scarlett probably knew Jamie the best. So she knows this is when Iâll run.
Jamie tried to inch away, but a swarm of other women and a cloud of perfume surrounded her. She was pushed forward. Pushed up closer to the bride.
No, no, no! She threw up her hands, trying to knock the bouquet away when it actually came right at her.
Jamie thought she heard a sharp bark of male laughter, and she realized that sheâd squeezed her eyes shut. Jamie cracked open one eye just in time to see the bouquet bounce off her hand and fly toward one of the bridesmaids. The woman let out a shriek of joy and fist-pumped like a football player whoâd just crossed into the end zone.
Jamie felt a surge of relief. The crowd thinned. It was finally late enough for her to leave the party and head back to the safety of her little house andâ
âIâve never seen anyone actually hit a bouquet away quite like that,â a deep, dark male voice drawled. âGot to say, it was impressive. I bet you would make one hell of a volleyball player.â
Her gaze slid to the left, and she found trouble. Right there. The tall, broad-shouldered man with the thick, dark hair and the glinting green eyes... Oh, yes, he was definitely trouble.
He was also one of the brideâs brothers.
Davis McGuire lifted one brow as he stared at her. His hair was a bit darker than Avaâs, and while Ava was a beautiful woman... Davis was one dangerous-looking man. His face was hard anglesâhigh cheekbones, a square jaw. In the time that sheâd been in Texas, Jamie wasnât sure sheâd ever seen the guy smile. He just oozed a brooding intensity. An intensity that frightened her.
Because Iâve seen trouble like him before. And she still had the scars from that encounter.
But when she gazed at Davis, Jamie didnât feel afraid. She felt oddly...good. Right. Heâs here now. Such a strange thought to have. One that didnât really make sense to her.
The bride and groom rushed away in a hail of laughter and well wishes. Jamie waved to them, caught for a moment by the joy that she could see on Avaâs face. Ava had certainly lived through her own hellâshe deserved every bit of the happiness that she had.
