Destination: Love
The disappearance of a state politicianâs teenage daughter sends missing-persons consultant Elise Carrington into uncharted territory. Especially when the independent PI is forced to partner up with Broderick Cannon, who insists on working the high-profile case his way. As they come to terms with each other, Elise canât let her intense attraction to the sexy, infuriating former Secret Service agent interfere with their mission.
Joining forces with a beautiful woman on a search and rescue isnât Broderickâs usual style. But he has his own reasons for signing on, which ups the ante even as he and Elise give in to an overwhelming desire. As they chase down leads across the Midwest, Broderick must confront an unresolved personal tragedy that still haunts him. Will he find the answers heâs looking for? Or will his lonely pursuit of justice cost them a bright future together?
When Elise failed to laugh with him, he sobered up by degrees, looking at her like she was crazy. âYouâre serious.â
âYes, I am. I told you, I take insults very seriously. So, whatâs it going to be? Are you in or are you out?â
He looked up from watching her lips move and caught her eyes. âSuppose I was in. What are the stakes?â
âI want the Hummer.â
âThat was quick. Would this be the same Hummer that youâve previously referred to as a rolling monstrosity?â
She dimpled at him, and he had a sudden urge to feast. âIt is. Donât tell me youâre afraid youâll lose?â
Donât sweat it, Broderick. She wonât win anyway. âNot at all.â But you will. He scraped the skin beneath his bottom lip with his teeth for a second as he silently weighed his options. She had issued him a dare, so there was really only one option. âFine. The Hummer. What do I get if I win?â
âThat depends. What do you want?â
âYou,â he said simply and just as quickly.
Dear Reader,
Thereâs nothing like a sizzling romance in the frosty wintertime! Add a gorgeous alpha male, a spur-of-the-moment road trip and a blushing heroine to the mix and youâve really got a recipe for ecstasy. Wouldnât you agree?
Sparks start flying the moment Elise Carringtonâs sleek Jaguar and Broderick Cannonâs snarling Hummer kiss bumpers on the street. This brings the shy former cop turned private investigator and the rugged former navy SEAL turned corporate security specialist face-to-face for a confrontation that can only be described as, well...foreplay. A twist of fate forces them to work togetherâgrudgingly, of courseâbut since when does fate make mistakes?
After all, what could be better than taking to the open road with a fellow comrade, especially one with a wealth of knowledge to share? Lucky for Elise, Broderick is the generous sort and sheâs a willing student...
Safe travels!
Terra
TERRA LITTLE has been reading romance novels for decades and falling in and out of love with the heroes within the book covers for just as long. When sheâs not in the classroom teaching English literature, you can most likely find her tucked away somewhere with her laptop, a dog-eared romance novel and romance so heavy on the brain that it somehow manages to weave its way into each and every story that she writes, regardless of the genre.
Terra resides in Missouri, but you can always find her on the web to share feedback, the occasional joke and suggestions for good reading at [email protected].
Chapter 1
âI have a present for you,â a sultry feline voice said, breaking the early-morning silence.
Elise Carrington looked up from her computer screen and frowned at the petite woman heading across the reception area in her direction. Curly sandy-brown hair with copper highlights flew wildly around her heart-shaped face and bounced against her shoulders with every step she took. Her plump lips were shellacked to perfection with a frosty fuchsia-tinted gloss and curved into a smile wide enough to sink the matching dimples in her cheeks. And the naturally arched brows above her deep-set, amber-colored eyes were poised, as if they expected to take flight at any moment.
Elise was immediately suspicious of the womanâs intentions and slightly amused at the same time. Looking at another person and seeing an exact replica of herself still startled her every now and then, even though sheâd been doing it for over thirty years and shouldâve long since grown used to it. âOnly you could manage to look bright and chipper at seven oâclock in the morning,â she drawled, reaching for a mug of steaming coffee on the tabletop. âThe rest of us poor schmucks are still cracking our eyelids open.â She sipped the hot liquid gingerly, taking a moment to appreciate the creamy, caramel-flavored blend as she eyed her identical twin over the rim of the mug. She knew without having to be told that the file folder in her sisterâs hand didnât contain good news. The ones that tended to land in either of their laps these days rarely did. âWhatâs up?â