Guilty Pleasures. Tori Carrington

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      “Warning needed: whatever you do—just buy the

      book! Do not try to read parts in a public place! This one is seriously, seriously passionately hot! An absolute sizzler!” —FreshFiction.com on Shameless

      “Tori Carrington’s imagination knows no boundaries

      and she proves it once again.” —Romance Reviews Today on Unbridled

      “Filled with passion, angst, and a very interesting

      relationship between two strong people, this novel is hot, hot, hot!” —The Romance Readers Connection on Branded

      “Get out the asbestos gloves to read this one, it’s

      almost too hot to handle.” —Writers Unlimited on Reckless

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      emotional depth.” —The Romance Readers Connection on Reckless

      “One of category’s most talented authors.”

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      Dear Reader,

      Take one part bad girl on the run, one part alpha male determined to catch her, add a healthy helping of sexual chemistry and physical danger and you have the makings of this latest Tori Carrington title!

      In Guilty Pleasures, former Army Ranger Jonathon Reece is determined to make a name for himself in his new career with private security firm Lazarus, but he has his work cut out for him on his first big solo assignment: bringing in fugitive-from-justice Mara Findlay. The problem? The sexy bad girl outwits him at every turn.

      Mara is innocent of the crime of which she’s accused, but why bother explaining that? Instead, she’s going to prove it. Problem? The hottie on her heels.

      Sex is just sex, isn’t it? Not when it’s the kind you can’t get enough of. And when circumstances allow for both time and opportunity, Mara and Jon take full advantage … until it’s not about just the sex anymore. But during a time when nothing is as it appears, can Mara and Jon trust each other? More important, can they trust what they’re feeling is real?

      We hope you enjoy Jon and Mara’s sizzling, heart-thumping journey toward sexily-ever-after. Curious about upcoming Tori titles? Visit www.facebook.com/toricarrington.

      Here’s wishing you love, romance and HOT reading.

      Lori Schlachter Karayianni & Tony Karayianni aka Tori Carrington

      About the Author

      RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Award-winning, bestselling duo Lori and Tony Karayianni are the power behind the pen name TORI CARRINGTON. Their more than fifty novels include numerous Mills & Boon^® Blaze^® miniseries, as well as the ongoing Sofie Metropolis, PI comedic mystery series with another publisher. Visit www.toricarrington.net and www.sofiemetro.com for more information on the couple and their titles.

       Guilty Pleasures

      Tori Carington

      

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      This book is dedicated to fellow readers

      who like their stories hot and dangerous! And, as always, to editor extraordinaire Brenda Chin, who always gets it …

       1

      JONATHON REECE READ the detailed stat sheet, giving the grainy photos of an attractive brunette in the corner a cursory glance: the one on the right appeared to be a high school senior yearbook shot of Mara Findlay showing a clean-cut girl every guy in class likely panted over; the other was a mug shot of a woman with spiky blond hair and raccoon eyes, more wild animal than girl next door. The two were polar opposites, appearing to have no more connection to one another than a kitten did to a bobcat. He’d known his share of both, drawn more to the former than the latter.

      Although this was the first time he was asked to hunt either down.

      He looked across the desk at his boss, Darius Folsom.

      “You up for it?” Darius asked.

      Was he up for it? He’d been waiting for just such a solo assignment, to prove to his higher-ups that he was Lazarus Security material, not just capable in an ensemble assignment, but on his own, as well. And this, essentially a high-profile bounty hunter case, was right up his alley. Given his army ranger background, he knew he’d get his man—or in this case, woman—before any of the federal or local agencies, not to mention other bounty hunters. And he’d do it quick and be first in line for the next job.

      “All over it,” he said with a grin.

      Darius got up from his chair and rounded the desk. “Good. You’ve got contact info should you need backup. Don’t hesitate to use it.”

      “I won’t.” Only he didn’t plan on needing any assistance. This was a clear-cut assignment. He had this.

      Jon shook Darius’s hand, and thanked him, then traded the stark office for the long corridor leading to the back entrance.

      Lazarus Security was a newer operation, but already they were creating a name for themselves in the private sector, attracting high-profile cases and consistently delivering the goods. Not that Jonathon was surprised. Before he’d signed on, he’d heard of the five partners who, although not much older than him, were gaining mythical status within the military and personal security communities. Each had earned their stripes individually, but it was their combined story that guaranteed that whenever soldiers were gathered, active or veteran, it would be told.

      He nodded at a new recruit, even as he took his cell phone out to make arrangements with Lazarus’s go-to gal to catch the first flight out to Arizona.

      The fact that Winslow was also his hometown was a bonus. He knew Arizona as well as he knew where the dust on the tops of his boots came from. He gave in to a small grin as he exited the building and climbed inside his old Jeep Wrangler, his gaze catching momentarily on the top-of-the-line shooting range and the new recruits being trained there by Megan McGowan.

      He was really here, wasn’t he?

      Yes, he was.

      And he intended to not only stay here, but become worthy of partner status in record time.

      He started the Jeep, running down what he needed to do in his mind. He’d stop by the small rental house he’d just moved into with his girlfriend, Julie, grab the duffel he’d kept packed ever since becoming a ranger and then head to the airport.

      Miss Mara Lynn Findlay didn’t stand a chance….

      THERE WASN’T A CHANCE in hell anyone would expect her to make an appearance back at her place….

      Mara Findlay gave her recently dyed brassy red hair a tousle so bangs fell over her green eyes and nudged her way past two slow moving passengers as she walked through Phoenix’s Sky Harbor Airport gate entrance into the terminal, her destination a long-term parking lot where she always kept a car. An old Chevy with no electronics that could be traced, much less lead, back to her.

      The scent of freshly brewed coffee teased her and she stared hungrily at a small diner as she passed. She’d been running nonstop for over two days and there was so much caffeine already in her system, she fairly vibrated. To add more to it would be nothing short of stupid. As soon as she did what she needed to do back at her warehouse apartment, she’d better find a place to get some solid sleep if she hoped to keep her wits about her.

      And,