Drug runner Emilio Morales is one deal away from being
the sole runner from Earth to the upper planets—until his partner attempts a
double-cross. Now, Emilio’s stuck in a disabled spaceship with an
unpredictable, attractive female who’s willing to help him out if he’ll assist
her in retrieving her ship from an impound facility.
Antonia ‘Toni’ Smith is sick and tired of being beholden
to men. The only way to guarantee freedom is to get back her bootlegging ship
to run her own business again. When Emilio kills her ticket out, she’s forced
to rely on him for assistance. Emilio, the most wanted and annoying man in the
solar system, is a sexy-as-hell means to an end.
But every plan the duo makes falls apart and every day they spend in each other’s company increases the tension between them.
With the death toll rising and their defenses low, can Emilio and Toni get the happy ending they want, without falling for each other in the process?
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Author Bio: Landra Graf
consumes at least one book a day, and has always been a sucker for stories
where true love conquers all. She believes in the power of the written word,
and the joy such words can bring. In between spending time with her family and
having book adventures, she writes romance with the goal of giving everyone,
fictional or not, their own happily ever after.
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Excerpt: He poured himself
a glass. Turning it slowly, spreading the liquid up the sides and back down, he
noticed he wasn’t alone. “Can I offer you a drink?”
“No,” a sultry feminine voice responded. “There’s nothing
over there isn’t made in the still or fermented in a barrel.”
“Suit yourself.” Emilio turned and took in the view.
Mother Mary.
The woman, a vision of sin, stood angled toward the fancy
window display where three floor-to-ceiling panels showcased the twinkling
view. She wore a glimmering red dress, which sparkled even more as she turned
toward him. Her hair was a pale-white blonde, short and framing her face,
giving it a distinct diamond shape. She’d be labeled gorgeous, more than the
word could construe, with her eyes the color of whiskey—and not the cheap stuff
in his glass. No, the full-bodied swirling amber and caramel colors.
“What brings you to Casa Manolo?” He swallowed a little
more whiskey than he intended and did his best to sound suave, but the words
came out more like a croak.
“Nothing that concerns you.” The dismissal paired with a
smile, a little thing revealing flawless teeth. He glanced down at her one note
of defiance—boots. Grav boots to be exact, black and fierce. A deep,
soul-encapsulating need clamped onto his brain, a need he’d waited years to
experience. This was the woman he’d been waiting for. The type he’d always
wanted. The one he’d call his.
He walked closer, eager to see if she took a similar
interest in him. “Oh? Well, I’m happy to make this visit less business and more
pleasure. Your name is?”
The words escaped his mouth as he glanced at her
lips—expressive, full and waiting for his kiss, even when those same lips
uttered, “Too expensive for you.”
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