Running Hot
Bad Boys Undercover # 0.5
By: HelenKay Dimon
Releasing December 16th, 2014
Avon Romance
HelenKay Dimon kicks off her hot new romantic suspense series, Bad Boys Undercover, featuring the fierce men of Alliance—and the only women capable of taming their hearts.
Camped out at a resort bar in Fiji, CIA operative Ward Bennett may look like he’s on vacation but he’s really deep undercover, hunting a dictator on the run. Ward may be on the job, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t time for the sexy female bartender. That is, until she drugs him.
When Tasha Gregory discovers the hottie on the barstool isn’t who he pretends to be, her MI6 training kicks into gear, and she has no choice but to take him out. Problem is, Ward’s not an easy man to put down for long. More than once, his interference almost blows her surveillance operation—and her ability to keep her heart to herself.
As the situation heats up, these two must decide whether they can trust one another—and quick. Working together might just make everyone safer, but getting close enough for comfort … might just get them killed.
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Excerpt #6
“Lower that.” At this distance, she should be able to hit some body part he needed, and that was not okay with him.
“Then talk.”
He thought about keeping up the businessman ruse and doing a whole fake panic song and dance but she clearly didn’t buy the cover. No need to act like an idiot and give her even more reason to blow his nuts off. “Give me a topic and I’ll babble until your damn head falls off, but put the weapon away.”
“This is your last chance.”
“Who do you think I am?” He slammed his foot against the floor to throw off her concentration as he took one last whack at the zip tie than anything else.
“No, we’re not doing it that way.”
She sure as hell talked like someone with intelligence experience. He mentally ran through the briefings for this operation. No one came to the island except him and Ford Decker, who was currently pretending to be a wealthy entrepreneur looking to buy a private Fijian island of his own. Up until ten minutes ago Ward thought by hanging out with Tasha every night he got the better end of this op but now he envied Ford and his task of sucking up to the idiot resort owner.
The island consisted of one all-inclusive resort and a few bures for the people who worked there. In a space that size they couldn’t afford to bring in a team of people. They’d streamlined and now Ward wondered if they’d gone a bit too bare bones because something else was clearly at play on Maku and it looked like Tasha might be in the middle of it.
“I’m guessing since you have the gun and the sudden can-kick-your-ass scary woman thing happening that you’re not a regular bartender.” He didn’t usually point out the obvious but he needed to stall for a bit more time.
“You think?”
That was the closest she came to admitting anything. Her background check had been clean. He had her file memorized. A California girl who landed in Fiji after washing out of college in Hawaii. She had the surfer girl look but suddenly nothing else in the backstory fit as neatly as it once did.
“Look, I don’t care who you are. And if you’re into weapons during foreplay, more power to you. But it’s time to let me go, Tasha. I check out of this place in two days and head back to my boring life. So, I want to enjoy the island before I leave.”
“I’m going to shoot you in the knee in three seconds.” She aimed and the frown suggested she wasn’t bluffing. “One…”
“Ward Bennett.”
“Two…”
Damn if she didn’t look spitting angry and ready to fire. “You forgot one thing.”
“What?”
“Any idiot can defeat a zip tie.” One yank of his hands and he heard the rip. The tie dropped to the floor and his arms fell to his sides.
HelenKay Dimon is a former divorce attorney turned full-time romance author. Odd transition, right? She has sold over thirty novels, novellas and shorts to numerous publishers, including Kensington, Harlequin and Penguin, Samhain, Carina Press, and HarperCollins. Her nationally bestselling and award-winning books have been showcased in numerous venues and her books have twice been named "Red-Hot Reads" and excerpted in Cosmopolitan magazine. But the best part of the job is never having to wear pantyhose.