Trust
Me
D.A.R.K.
Cover, Inc.
Book
Two
Aliyah
Burke
Genre:
Contemporary Romance, Military Romance, Romantic Suspense
Publisher:
ARe Books
Date
of Publication: March 1, 2016
ISBN:
9781943576685
ASIN:
TBD
Word
Count: 20000
Cover
Artist: Erin Dameron-Hill
Book
Description:
To
survive the present and have a future, she must trust a man from her
past.
Shelly
Marie Dixon is a woman with a scary past. Literally. Never able to
settle in one place because of the man set on tormenting her. After
five years of struggling to move on with her life, she goes back to
the man she left years ago. Hopefully, he will help her and not brush
her aside.
Adam
Wilder, eldest brother and co-founder of D.A.R.K Cover, Inc., never
in his wildest dreams expected to find his lost love sitting in the
lobby of his company building. No way he’s letting her face this
danger alone. If it takes all of D.A.R.K’s resources he will risk
it. Whatever it takes to keep her safe. Problem is, will he be able
to keep it professional, because one look at her and he wants to go
back to how things were, way back when.
The
only way that is going to happen is if she’ll believe him when he
says: “Trust me.”
Excerpt:
Adam
Wilder scowled as he strode through the winter snow to the plowed
path leading to the D.A.R.K. Cover, Inc. building. His shoulder still
ached from the bullet that he’d received in the last month. He
could do for a rest, no argument.
Go
to Belize as I did. It’ll do you a world of good.
His
youngest brother Wild’s words echoed through his mind as he yanked
the outer door open and pushed into the heat. He tugged on the cuff
of his black leather glove and headed for the stairs. He had too damn
much paperwork waiting for him.
“Adam?
Adam, do you have a sec?”
He
paused three steps before the stairs. His sister-in-law Karen—who
doubled as their secretary—called his name.
“Yes.”
“Can
you open the closet, please?”
He
peered over his shoulder to see her carrying a stack of boxes. Adam
dropped his bag and hurried to her side. “What are you doing?
Where’s Rhodi? He shouldn’t let you carry so much.”
“I’m
not an invalid.”
He
grunted and took the four boxes from her, smiling down on her short
blonde hair. “Never said you were. Implied my brother is a lazy
bastard, but never that you’re an invalid.”
She
punched him and, solely because he liked her, he gave the obligatory
grunt. An act that earned him another hit. She opened the door and he
maneuvered by to place the boxes down on the table before sliding
them onto the steel grey shelf.
“How’s
my nephew?”
“Demanding,
turning more like his daddy.” She rocked back on her heels, hands
in pockets. “Never imagined I’d enjoy being a mom. He’s
everything to me.”
“Brayden’s
a great kid. Go on, I’m sure you’ve got other things to do.”
She
smiled and nodded, the twinkle in her eyes making him wonder if she’d
not waited for him to do it. He didn’t mind really.
Ten
minutes later, he left and headed back to swipe his bag, then took
the stairs two at a time. He tossed his bag to land near the black
leather couch as he continued to the large desk, also black, and sat
heavily.
He
needed to get away. His last mission had taken more from him than it
should have. More than he cared to admit. Moreover, the problem was,
it shouldn’t have for it had been a babysitting gig. Woman and her
son, hiding from the ex-husband’s parents who—if he did say so
himself—were some ruthless bastards.
For
the next two hours he took care of paperwork, lining up other jobs
and making notes on completed ones. His phone buzzed and he hit the
button with the pen. “Yes?”
“Could
you come down here please?”
Adam
didn’t hesitate, he wasn’t fond of the tremor in her voice. “On
my way.” He grabbed his Glock, made sure the magazine was full, and
shoved it in the back of his waistband as he hurried to the door. He
took the stairs and pushed through the door to find his sister-in-law
sitting at her desk, watching for him. Scanning the area, he didn’t
see anyone and met her gaze once more.
“What’s
going on?”
“There’s
someone here to see you.”
Another
look around their waiting room. No one was there. “Who are you
talking about, Karen?”
The
door to the bathroom opened and a small figure stepped out, ball cap
pulled low over the face, so he couldn’t tell who it was.
“Her.”
He
ran another perusal of her. Her fear was obvious and her suspicion.
He glanced back to Karen, who shook her head to his unasked question
of why she called him. Derek had a way of making women feel safe, he
was the lighthearted one. Not Adam.
“She
asked for you by name,” Karen whispered, answering the question as
to why it was him.
Raking
a hand through his hair, he stepped forward. “You asked to see me?”
he queried, willing her to lift her gaze.
She
raised a hand and removed her hat, simultaneously tilting her chin.
Dark red curls tumbled free as he was speared by a pair of emerald
green eyes he never thought he’d see again in his lifetime. His
lungs were empty and it took a moment for him to comprehend, his
brain reminding him to breathe.
“Shelly
Marie?” Surely it had to be a mistake he was seeing her before him.
“I
know I’m the last person you want to see, Adam, but I need your
help.” That pink tongue of hers darted out to dampen her lips.
“Please.”
About
the Author:
Aliyah
Burke is an avid reader and is never far from pen and paper (or the
computer). She loves to hear from her readers and can be reached
here, or feel free to apply to join her yahoo group at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/aliyah_burke.
She
is married to a career military man, they have a German Shepherd, two
Borzoi, and a DSH cat. Her days are spent sharing her time between
work, writing, and dog training.
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