A message from DC:
I’m super excited to bring
you all the second book in my romantic suspense series, INTIMATE FEAR. Many met
Dwayne, my hero in this story, in book one, INTIMATE DANGER, who is Charlie’s
best friend. Dwayne is known for his quirky, yet professional ways, and as the
town’s playboy, so I had so much fun bringing him to a level that knocked him
on his ass! I hope you all like him, too, and please make sure to let me know
your thoughts!
Dwayne Gonzalez has always had a thing for
the beautiful Brooke Mason, but she married another man, had his child, and
started her life without him. Now, years and a divorce later, he’s still on the
sidelines, yet in Brooke’s and her daughter, Hailey’s life, but not in the way
he wants.
A drug investigation brings Dwayne on the
front step of Brooke’s life. With his attention distracted, Hailey is kidnapped
and engulfed in a human trafficking ring. Dwayne marches in and toes the line
between the right side of the law, and in it, pursues his heart’s desire.
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Worried about Hailey, exhausted to the bone,
and slightly swaying, Brooke clung to Dwayne, took strength from this solid,
very real protector. She would have to be dead not to notice his firm body
beneath her fingertips, the hardness of his chest pressed to her breasts, and
the wicked, clean scent drifting from his skin. While they were no longer
hugging, but more her clinging to him, she didn’t want to turn away, couldn’t
find the power to do so. How easy would it have been to end up with this man?
She’d caught the looks he had given her before. But that had all been in the
past, a separate life for them both.
She had become a mother, someone who
dedicated her entire being to making sure her daughter was well-rounded, cared
for, and knowingly loved. Not only that, but she wasn’t a young pup any longer,
and from the few women she’d seen Dwayne with, his type seemed to have a list
of traits all very similar: young, perky breasts, tight asses, single, and free
of major responsibilities.
His hand tightened on her back and she held
her breath, waiting to see if he would push her away.
Just a few more minutes, please.
She needed him, this close contact with
another being. It had been so damn long.
Hailey refused to slow down to cuddle on the
couch as she had once done as a young girl. Her daughter had her own life now,
one currently held in peril, but Brooke had faith they would find her. They had
to. Failure wasn’t an option.
Dwayne trailed his hand up her back and
pressed a palm to her head, his other arm tightening around her waist. She went
with the direction, pressed her face into his warm neck, and breathed. His skin
emitted heat rivaling the summer’s sun. She grasped the back of his suit
jacket, wishing she could be closer. He shifted their bodies, and her aggravation
spun to something else. His lips brushed her temple, and moist air fanned
across the side of her face. He hovered there. So close, all she had to do was
turn her face and take his mouth. She knew he would let her, too.
So near to him, starved for human contact,
she wanted to get lost for a while. She trailed her nose along his neck, took
another deep breath, and pressed closer.
He grumbled something unintelligible, the
sound coming from his chest more than his mouth. His hand at her waist laid flat
on the small of her back and urged her closer still.
The situation was moving fast out of control.
Tendrils unraveled, but she was helpless to stop it. This strong male held her
as if she were a treasure. He had the power and ability to make her forget
everything, to make all the stresses and danger go away.
His hand slipped beneath the back of her
shirt and made direct contact with her skin. They both hissed and his breath
pushed her hair from her face. His cruel yet sensual mouth continued to drift
in a teasing caress across her temple. She turned her head, like molasses on a
cold day, up and toward him. Her lips tingled in anticipation, waiting for his
kiss. She brushed her mouth across the line of his jaw, a hairsbreadth from his
skin.
His heart thudded against hers, a matching
hammer between their bodies, telling her he was just as affected. The hand at
the back of her head tightened. She trailed the caress over his cheek; his lips
were right there, centimeters away.
The rest of their surroundings faded. She
didn’t know if it was because of this man drawing her absolute attention, or
because of her exhaustion.
She touched the side of her mouth to his and
thought she’d be prepared for the rush of desire.
She was so wrong.
About DC:
D.C. “Desi” Stone is a best-selling
romance author and full-time fraud investigator. She lives in the northeast
with her incredibly supporting husband, two kids, and the ever-growing family
of cats.
After serving eight years of service with the
United States Air Force, she went on to transition into the world of financial
crimes and became a lead investigator for many years.
Reading has always been a passion of hers,
getting lost in a good, steamy romance is one of her favorite past times. She
soon after discovered her own love for writing and recreating stories and
characters in her head. Her writing concentrates on romantic with specifics in
paranormal, suspense, and erotica.
Now, when she isn’t trying to solve a new
puzzle in the world of fraud, she is engulfed with coffee, her laptop, and all
those crazy characters in her head. She is a member of the Romance Writers of
America, Hudson Valley Romance Writers, New Jersey Romance Writers, RomVets,
RWA Kiss of Death, and the Liberty State Fiction Writers. She served as the
2014 NJRW Vice President and Conference Chair. Come stop by on Facebook,
Twitter, or her website and say hello!
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