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Blurb:
The big break Trudy Hollander’s small accounting firm needs has finally arrived, but unfortunately it comes with murder, mayhem and Kristof Farkas, a man she just can’t seem to resist. Even worse, Kristof is the CFO of Dark Wolf Enterprises—the one person who can pull the plug on the job that will take her company to the next level.
And
then there are the assassins who can jump from three stories up and still be
able to run away…
Kristof
has no intention of giving in to his inner wolf and claiming Trudy. She’s
human. Too fragile to withstand being a shifter’s mate. But the need to protect
her is stronger than his resolve, and his desire is more powerful yet. He’ll
fight with everything he has to keep her safe, both from those who would hurt
her, and from himself.
Excerpt:
©A.M. Griffin
Trudy groaned. She had kneed her client, and very well the
sexiest man she’d ever seen, in the nuts. She pretty much assumed getting fired
was a done deal now.
He was the kind of man that women dreamed about. Tall, dark
and handsome—literally, he was the epitome of it. He looked to be in his early
thirties and too young to run a large company. He stood over six feet tall and
had a muscular frame. His dark hair was cut short, not a strand seemed out of
place. His eyes were dark brown and unsettled her as he watched her. His
clothes looked expensive, from his shirt to his shoes and even the wool coat
that he wore. If she was the swooning type, she would be on the ground.
The man standing next to him was just as handsome as Kristof
was. He was dark and tall like Kristof but he didn’t have the same muscular
build. He had lean muscles like a runner, while even with them hidden
underneath his clothes Kristof looked to be all muscle. The two men shared so
many similarities Trudy was sure they had to be related.
The officers had everyone wait outside while they did a
sweep of her house. She stood in uncomfortable silence with Kristof and Lajos.
Now was not a good time to ask them why they traveled all the way to her house.
She needed to put some time between her assault on him and begging to keep the
contract.
She tried to keep her eyes focused on anything except for
Kristof but, no matter how much she tried, she kept peering at him from her
peripheral vision. She swore he was doing the same and watching her as well.
What she really wanted to do was touch him.
Do it. Touch him.
She took a step in his direction before she caught herself.
What am I doing? I can’t go around fondling my clients.
She didn’t know why, but she had these urges to go to him,
stand next to him, caress his body and make love to him.
Shit. Get a grip girl.
It’d been a little while since she got laid, but this was
going way beyond horny. It wasn’t even the sex part that pulled at her. It went
way beyond that. It was as if she was supposed to trust him…with her life.
She needed to touch him. There was a sense of urgency to it.
She maneuvered Piper to one arm and stuck out her hand. “Trudy Hollander.”
Kristof took her hand in his and there was an
instant—something. Trudy couldn’t even describe how she felt, because she’d
never felt anything like this before. Her hand and his felt connected, as if
they were one. He looked down at her and his eyes changed color again.
Something behind them flashed with sexual heat and longing.
“Kristof Farkas.”
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