I’m happy to say that TWISTED HONOR is now available on all retail outlets! I’m having a Facebook release party today, and would LOVE to see you there to help me celebrate! Scroll down for an exclusive excerpt!
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The last thing Slade wants is to be in charge of anyone but himself, and his dog Lola, because the military taught him the high price of being in command. Dave Logan is on his honeymoon though, and leaves him right where he doesn’t want to be. Just as he knew it would, the hard-won peace Slade finally found in his life quickly flies out the window, and things go from bad to worse when a child is kidnapped and Deep Six Security is on the verge of losing its biggest security contract on his watch.
With no leads in the case, Slade is desperate, so when the head of hotel security, small but feisty Taylor Kincaid, gets fired over the incident, he thinks hiring her to help him find the boy is smart. As the situation unravels though, he sees Taylor could be in just as much danger as the missing child. When a terrorist plot is added into the mix, Slade is at the end of his rope and has some tough choices to make fast. Does he save the only woman he’s even considered letting himself love in a very long time? Does he save the child who is the key to keeping their contract? Or does he focus on saving the entire state before it’s too late and they all die?
Twisted Honor is the second book in a brand new erotic romantic suspense series, Deep Six Security, by New York Times, USA Today and Amazon Bestselling Author Becky McGraw.
Other books in the Deep Six Security series:
Till Death – Book One http://amzn.to/1EIxH0V
SEALed Fate (Deep Six Security/Hot SEALs Kindle Worlds Crossover Novella) http://amzn.to/1EIxLxI
PLEASE NOTE: This book contains strong language and graphic sex. It is intended for mature adult readers only.
The door opened behind Taylor and she spun to find a man blocking the doorway, his broad shoulders nearly touching each side and his head not far from the top jamb. It was obvious from the way his black t-shirt stretched over his chest displaying his beefy physique that this was one of the Deep Six guys. Not one she’d ever met before, but he definitely fit the profile of the men they hired. His green eyes met hers and held for a moment, before he looked at Mr. Baker, and Taylor walked to the doorway.
“Excuse me,” she growled, when he didn’t move. “I was just leaving.”
“Are you Ms. Kincaid? Head of security for the hotel?” the man asked, and his rich whiskey-laced voice excited every auditory nerve inside her head.
“Not anymore, thanks to the incompetent men you assigned to the prince’s security detail.” Taylor pushed his arm again, but she may as well have pushed against a brick wall.
“That’s what I’m here to discuss, and since you are involved I need you here too,” he said calmly looking down at her.
Taylor tossed a thumb over her shoulder. “Talk to the man behind the desk, because I’ve got to go clear out my office.”
He finally turned to the side so she could squeeze past him, but she stopped when she came face to face with a big, beautiful German Shepherd who looked up at her as if assessing her. Reaching out her hand, she let the dog sniff it.
“What’s your name pretty boy? You’re not supposed to be in here.” Because she couldn’t help herself, Taylor knelt to caress the dog’s face and earned herself a lick on the chin. She needed that lick, and the rub of the animal’s soft muzzle against her palm.
“Lola,” the big man supplied gruffly. “And she’s a service dog, so she can be here.”
Taylor looked up and met his eyes. “She’s a service dog?” Her eyes soaked up every inch of his very non-disabled-looking body to his toes then streaked back up to meet his green gaze.
His unshaven jaw tightened. “Not all disabilities are apparent to the naked eye, if it’s any of your business, ma’am.”
“And if I’m not mistaken, all service dogs should be on a leash, sir.” With a final pat to the dog’s head, she stood.
“So should some people, but that doesn’t mean they get one,” he growled. “I really would like your input in this meeting so we can figure this situation out, Ms. Kincaid.”
“And I’d really love to be in that meeting too,” Taylor replied with a tight smile. “But since I was just fired, I guess that’s not possible, Mr…?”
“Slade,” he replied without sticking his hand out to her.
At least that beat the cold-fish handshake she usually got from men. “Well, Mr. Slade, I’ll—“
“Just Slade—no mister,” he corrected shortly. “Don’t leave before I talk to you. I won’t be long here, so I’ll find you in your office.”
Who in the hell did this guy think he was?
“I probably won’t be there when you finish, Mr. Slade. I’m out of here as soon as I can throw my stuff in a box.” Taylor turned to walk down the hallway. “You have a nice day now,” she said with a finger wave over her shoulder.
Cover and Promo Photo Credit:
Eric David Battershell
Eric Battershell Photography/FITography
Models: Zeke Samples and Kelep