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About Dangerous Witness
He foolishly let her go…
When the woman he loved walked out of his life, Brooks Alexander was certain she did so willingly—with the cool two-million his father had offered as incentive to walk away. So when he learns that Darcy didn’t take a dime of his father’s payoff, Brooks realizes he made an epic mistake. He’s determined to make things right and reclaim his woman. Except neither task is as easily accomplished as he first thought.
Now her life is in his hands…
Wedding planner Darcy is no stranger to disappointment when it comes to the men in her life. When Brooks accused her of taking his father’s bribe, she was devastated that he thought so little of her—and realized he never knew her at all. So she walked away with her pride intact and her heart broken. Now, months later, an overheard conversation puts Darcy in the crosshairs of a dangerous criminal with powerful connections. With nowhere else to turn, she has no choice but to put all her trust in Redemption Harbor Consulting—and its cofounder, the man who broke her heart.
About Katie Reus
Katie Reus is the New York Times, USA Today, and IndieReader bestselling author of the Red Stone Security series, the Moon Shifter series and the Deadly Ops series. She fell in love with romance at a young age thanks to books she pilfered from her mom’s stash. Years later she loves reading romance almost as much as she loves writing it.
However, she didn’t always know she wanted to be a writer. After changing majors many times, she finally graduated summa cum laude with a degree in psychology. Not long after that she discovered a new love. Writing. She now spends her days writing dark paranormal romance and sexy romantic suspense. Her book Avenger’s Heat recently won the Georgia RWA Maggie Award for Excellence in the fantasy/paranormal category.
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Darcy jerked to a halt as she entered her living room. Brooks had moved her coffee table and was doing push-ups right there on the rug, over and over.
God, look at the man. Sweat glistened on his arms and back and she wondered how long he’d been at it. Of course he wasn’t wearing a shirt, showcasing all of that bare, gorgeous skin. Skin she’d run her fingers and mouth over countless times.
What the heck was he doing? Well, it was obvious what he was doing, but… Why was he doing it in here? She started to step back out of the room when he looked over and saw her.
Giving her that charming cowboy smile, he slowly eased up to a standing position. It was as if he was moving in slow motion, all for her benefit. As if he was doing it intentionally to drive her crazy. Had it gotten hot in here?
“Sorry for using your living room. There’s a lot more room in here than the guest room.”
“It’s fine.” More than fine, she thought as her gaze trailed down his bare chest, to his eight-pack, right down to his belt. Damn it, she did not need to be staring at him like this. “Do you want a shirt?” she blurted. Then she inwardly winced. Way to be smooth.
His lips kicked up in a wicked grin. He patted his washboard stomach. “No, I’m good.”
She stared at him for a long moment. Then she turned on her heel and headed to the kitchen. She couldn’t be in the same room with him when he was half naked. But no surprise, he followed her.
“Is everything okay?” he asked as she started pouring herself a glass of water. And it wasn’t her imagination, he was definitely grinning at her as if he knew she was flustered. Of course he did. She wasn’t hiding it well and he was walking, talking sex. Heat rushed between her legs and she forced her gaze to remain on his face. “You’re being obnoxious,” she snapped, leaning against the countertop—she needed something to steady her.
Slowly he ran a hand down his stomach. “How’s that?”
“Stop, seriously. You know exactly what you’re doing.”
He lifted one of his big, broad shoulders and grinned. God that grin was panty-melting. “Do I?”
“Yes. You prancing around here half naked is…distracting.” That being an understatement.
His grin only faded a little. “I do not prance.”
“So, you like what you see?” he asked, his voice dropping an octave into pure sin and sex territory.
“I’m not feeding your ego.” Of course she liked what she saw. How could she not appreciate all of that?