Sunday, December 30, 2018

First Kiss Scene - An Excerpt From "My Army Ranger" by Bonnie Phelps


What is he willing to sacrifice to protect the woman he loves? Everything.

Ex-Army Ranger, Cam Rodriguez, lost a leg in Afghanistan. Broken, he returns home to his small Texas town to figure out what to do with his life. What he finds is more frightening than the battlefield he left behind. The life of his childhood friend – and secret childhood crush – is threatened. He’s not the warrior he once was but is willing to make the ultimate sacrifice if that’s what it takes to save Crystal.

Crystal Kincaid likes her quiet life and wishes, more than anything, it could stay that way. But life has other ideas. A man she dated a few times has become obsessed with her and she now lives in fear. Her natural instinct has been to avoid danger at all costs. She turns to Cam to keep her safe. Lured to a remote location by her stalker, she has to fight for her life and test the new-found confidence Cam gave her.

This powerful and emotional FRIENDS to LOVERS contemporary romance will keep you turning the pages and breathe a happy sigh at the end.



First Kiss Excerpt 


“I’m glad to see you’ve got a garage and park your car in it. Do you keep the door into the house locked?” he asked. He must have seen her scowl because he added, “People with garage door openers often figure that’s enough protection.” Arms crossed and stance wide, he surveyed the area.

“Yes, I keep the inner door locked. Josh insisted. He also added a deadbolt, as well as the regular lock.” She captured her bottom lip between her teeth. “Do you want to come in and look around?”

His face softened, and he smiled. “Still worried about little green monsters under your bed?”

“No.”

He raised one brow and she sighed.

“Okay. Maybe.”

“I don’t see any exterior security cameras or lights. Do you plan to get some?”

“I’ve been meaning too. The landlord said I could, as long as I don’t make any structural or wiring changes.” Cam must think she was a complete incompetent and maybe he was right. “Josh said he’d help me figure out what I need.” She shrugged. “It’s been over three weeks since I moved and last heard from Jonathan. I guess I hoped this would all go away.” She pushed the button to lower the garage door—with it open, she felt too exposed.

“You’re in luck. Security systems are my specialty.” He paused, and she didn’t like the set of his mouth. “You had to know he would find you. It’s not like you moved three thousand miles away and cut off all ties to your family and friends.” He reached for her hand and squeezed it. “You can’t ignore this.”

“I know.” With her hand in his, she let his warmth and strength seep into her. “It’s all so overwhelming.”

His big hands framed her face, his fingers tangled in her hair, and his lips meeting hers promised tenderness and safety. Everything tingled where he touched—the most delightful, arousing sensation she’d ever felt, and his taste… intoxicating. His fingers worked magic on her scalp and a blinding light filled her vision. Even after her eyelids fluttered shut, it was there. She was drifting out to sea on a riptide, lost, yet buoyed by a life jacket that let her know she was secure.

This was exactly where she was meant to be.

Slipping her arms around him, her fingers ranged over his back, testing the contours and ridges of his corded muscles. Power and restraint greeted her touch. She was tired of him holding back. She wanted to be the kind of woman who inspired his wildness. By the time the tip of his tongue traced her lips, her knees had grown weak, and her heart beat to a hypnotic, sensuous rhythm. She’d waited so long for him to respond to her as a woman—not Josh’s younger cousin.

When he raised his head, he stepped back, all business, but the color in his cheeks indicated he wasn’t unaffected. “Let’s go inside so I can get a count of windows and doors. Then I’ll walk your perimeter to identify any bushes we might want to trim and how many cameras and motion-sensor lights you should have.” 

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