About Savage
Secrets
When the past
is impossible to ignore, love may be the only way to survive.
Caterina Cruz has no home. No loyalties. No objection to exacting
torturous revenge. Her life’s mission is to destroy the terrorist who murdered
her family. Then she steps into an elaborate game of charades alongside a Titan
Group operative posing as an arms dealer—and her newlywed husband. The sexy
distraction may be more than she can handle.
Attacked with a psychedelic drug weeks before, Rocco Savage is
plagued with hallucinations that threaten his new rank as Titan’s
second-in-command. No one knows and he wants to keep it that way. Throwing him
further off his game, he now has a wife with her own secrets he can’t crack and
an agenda he can’t control.
Their mission—an elaborate deception of heated glances and
passionate kisses—spins out of control. With Rocco’s mind already compromised,
can he keep his secret and his distance? And with Caterina’s tragic past
controlling her every move, can she keep the con up long enough to secure her
revenge? Or will both go down in flames?
Teaser
“I like
working with you.” She sighed, leaning. Her shoulder touched his. “I don’t want
you to leave. But, you, what do you want?”
Nothing appropriate for this conversation. This was a land mine, especially when a
slight touch made his skin warm. “Kitten...”
“I pushed
you into this. I was manipulative.” She banged a key. The harsh noise
punctuated her word. “It’s the job. My training. I do things almost without
thinking. Push people even when I shouldn’t. You could be home, watching your
awful TV.” She nudged his shoulder then dropped her chin.
“Don’t knock
it ‘til you try it.”
Her half
smile and sad head shake were a punch to his gut. “You could be anywhere but here.”
Her voice
was like velvet, flooding his senses and causing a rush of tingles to erupt on
his chest. He swallowed and didn’t know what to say or where to bring the
conversation. Anywhere but here. They were on the edge of a talk, and he’d
never been one for that. He could say he’d been drugged, and the aftershocks
were messy. But that would earn him pity. Or he could mention how badly he
wanted to kiss her lips, taste her skin...
Cat’s
slender fingers drifted over the piano keys. She’d given him just enough rope to
jump in deep. Or strangle himself. Either or, but jumping anywhere with her
sounded fun.
“I want to
be here.” There. That was talking. A big explosion of honesty.
She nodded,
her fingers played with more strength on the piano. “This is a good gig. El Mateperros
is a big catch. Guess I can’t blame you for wanting to stick around.”
What? The
job hadn’t entered his mind. “I don’t give a shit about El Mateperros.”
She angled
her face toward him, and the browns in her eyes intensified. “But...”
“I want to be
here.” His heart expanded in his chest. The beat, beat, beat thudding against his
ribcage. He could barely swallow. Barely speak. All this honesty was going to
kill him. “With you.”
“Me?” she
whispered, her fingers stopping on the keys.
“I’m here
for the wrong reasons.” With the tips of two fingers, he touched her wrist and
skimmed up her silky forearm. Shivers bit his shoulders. Something about
touching the smoothness of her skin made her even more irresistible. If he
hadn’t fucked their partnership up enough earlier, he was about to do it again.
“You.” Rocco
touched her chin, her jaw line. His fingers brushed into her thick hair, then
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“You.” Rocco
touched her chin, her jaw line. His fingers brushed into her thick hair, then back.
Both of his hands cupped her face. “I’m here because I couldn’t walk away. From
you.”
A sharp,
little breath pursed her lips, and her eyes flashed like daggers. “You’re
crazy.”
“About
you.”
The surprise
and defense washed away. Her head tilted, cheek resting against his palm, a
fraction of a move that weighed heavily. It was a go, the thumbs-up he didn’t
think there was a chance of getting. Ever. Especially after today. From under
thick eyelashes, she stared up, so close and not moving. He lowered his lips to
hers, and she softened. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. He’d walked in
expecting a boot in the ass and now... His hands slid down her cheeks, her
neck, across her shoulders.
Caterina
sighed, and her eyes closed. Touching her, causing those little erotic, enticing
sounds and reactions, he’d have her on the bar beneath him before he thought
better of it.
“Roc.”
His lips
slanted over hers. The contact was fire. Flames roared through his blood. Red
wine flavored her kiss, rich and exotic. She tasted like heaven. Her mouth
parted, inviting him. Their tongues met. He wrapped her into his arms. Holding
her to him wasn’t nearly enough. The clothes had to go. He’d die to see the
naked swell of her breast push against his chest. Just the thought made his
cock throb.
“About time
you kissed me.” Caterina twisted on the bench, straddling her legs around him
and grinding against his lap.
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About Cristin HarberCristin Harber is a USA Today bestselling romantic suspense and military romance author. Fans voted her onto Amazon’s Top Picks for Debut Romance Authors in 2013, and her debut Titan series was #1 romantic suspense, #1 military romance, and a USA Today Top 100 bestseller.
She lives outside Washington, DC with her family and English Bulldog.
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