Operation Paris by Misty Evans
Series: Super Agents
(#2)
Release Date: August 4, 2014 (original
release date of March 2009 as I’d Rather
Be In Paris)
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Book Summary:
CIA operative Zara Morgan—codename Tango—has
a reputation in Conrad Flynn’s secret army as a renegade. Once held at gunpoint
by terrorist Alexandrov Dmitri, she was seconds from saving herself and
arresting Dmitri when Lt. Commander Lawson Vaughn, the sexy leader of a covert
ops team, intervened. She’s never lived down the fact that everyone—including
her boss—believes Lawson is her knight in shining armor.
Former Navy man Lawson Vaughn doesn’t
consider himself anyone’s savior. He lives and breathes protocol and hates the
fact that his latest assignment is to babysit Zara while she hunts down Dmitri
and stops the terrorist from releasing a biological weapon on the world.
But from the time they touch down in Paris,
Lawson can’t resist Zara’s sassy attitude and dauntless bravery in the face of
danger. When Dmitri kidnaps Zara and injects her with the contagious and deadly
virus, Lawson is once again forced to come to her rescue, whether she likes it
or not.
With unflinching determination and steadfast courage, Lawson must break all the rules to save Zara, even if it means becoming the one thing he can’t stand…a renegade.
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Misty Evans:
USA Today bestselling Author Misty Evans has published over twenty novels and writes romantic suspense,
urban fantasy, and paranormal romance. As a writing coach, she helps other
authors bring their books – and their dreams of being published – to life.
The books in her Super Agent series have won
a CataNetwork Reviewers’ Choice Award, CAPA nominations, the New England
Reader’s Choice Bean Pot Award for Best Romantic Suspense in 2010 and the ACRA
Heart of Excellence Reader’s Choice Award for Best Romantic Suspense in 2011.
Her Witches Anonymous series was dubbed a
Fallen Angel Reviews Recommended Read. The Super Agent Series, Witches
Anonymous Series, and the Kali Sweet Series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle
bestsellers lists. Her culinary romantic mystery, THE SECRET INGREDIENT, and
the first book in her Deadly series, DEADLY PURSUIT, are both USA TODAY
bestsellers.
Misty likes her coffee black, her conspiracy
stories juicy, and her wicked characters dressed in couture. When not reading
or writing, she enjoys music, movies, and hanging out with her husband, twin
sons, and two spoiled puppies.
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Excerpt from Operation Paris:
“What are you so pissed about?”
“I’m not pissed!” As Zara’s voice rang inside
the car, she forced herself to take a deep breath and calm down.
“I’m just having a really, really bad
night.”
Lawson got out of the car and came over to
her side. He opened the door and pulled her out of the seat, putting his hands
on her shoulders. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you. I promise.”
She looked into his face, and without
warning, burst into tears.
Mortified at her lack of control, she brushed
Lawson’s hands off her shoulders and walked to the rear of the car. The tears
rolled down her cheeks, and she pressed the sleeve of the robe to her face in
an attempt to hide them.
“Hey.” He came up behind her and rubbed her
back. “It’s not that bad. I’ve been in a lot tighter situations than this.”
She shrugged his hand off. “You just killed
two people and you think I’m overreacting?”
Lights from a passing car touched his face.
He guided her to the other side of the Audi and leaned her back against the
passenger-side door, planting his hands on either side of her.
“I didn’t say you were overreacting.” He
dropped his face close to hers. “Yvette was going to kill you, plain and
simple. I took care of her before she could do the job. At that point, it
became necessary to stop Giovanni as well. If I’d left him alive, he could have
followed us or reported back to Yvette’s friends and then we’d have a classic
Chinese goatfuck.”
His gaze traced over her face. “Right now,
we’ve dodged the police and whoever may follow up on Yvette’s death. We need to
get on the road again before we call any more attention to ourselves, and I
need to make contact with Langley.”
Zara wiped at her eyes again, took a breath
and regrouped. As she was driving, her brain had red-flagged a couple things
Yvette had said. “I think Yvette was tied in with the same group Varina
Scalfaro is running for the Mafia. She kept talking about her clients and her
business partner. I don’t think Yvette’s playing mistress for a handful of rich
men solely for her own gain. I think she was actually running a prostitution
ring in partnership with someone else, probably Varina.” She hated herself for
what she was about to say. “And in that case, I’m not sure what Director Flynn
has up his sleeve.”
In the deep shadows of the night, Lawson
nodded. “We just ran out of people we can trust, didn’t we?”
“What are we going to do?”
Lawson eased her to him. “Shhh. Don’t cry.”
“I’m not crying, you moron.” She smacked his
chest and attempted to push him away at the same time. Although she wasn’t sure
why she was pushing him away. She felt better when he was close. “I had dinner
all planned out. We were going to go someplace nice, but not too fancy, because
I knew you wouldn’t like that, and…and… Damn it!”
Lawson smiled down at her. “So we have to
take a rain check on the dinner thing. The mission isn’t over yet. We’ve still
got time.”
“But I wanted to do it in Paris, and now
we’re fugitives on the run from there. We can’t go back. Not even for dinner.”
He pushed a stray hair away from her face and
hooked it behind her ear. “When the mission is over, our names will be cleared.
We’ll have a proper dinner anywhere you want then, okay?”
She studied his expression in the dark
shadows of the night. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re trying to
placate me. After the mission is over, we won’t be partners anymore.”
“That doesn’t mean we can’t have dinner.”
Her pulse tripped over a couple of beats.
“You want to have dinner with me after the assignment is over?”
He lowered his face and leaned his forehead
on hers. “Jesus. I’ve spent the past twenty-four hours trying to come up with
an excuse to do just that.”
“We don’t even like each other.”
He brushed her lips with his in response.
A jolt of electricity shot all the way down
to her toes. This could not be happening. “You are bent, Lawson
Vaughn,” she said, smacking his chest again.
“Then we make a good pair.”
This time, his lips were more insistent
against hers, demanding and possessive. Zara closed her eyes and kissed him
back. One of his hands went to the small of her back, and he drew her in close
to his body, pressing her against the car frame and sinking his other hand into
her hair.
He held her head as he parted her lips with
the tip of his tongue, and she let go of the last of her hesitation and ahhed
into his mouth. She ran her hands under his jacket, and the solid muscles of
his back tightened under her palms. Rising up on her toes, she pulled their
bodies even closer.
She wanted to forget about Yvette and
Giovanni. She wanted to forget about being on the run from the police and
whoever Yvette worked for. She wanted to forget she and Lawson were running out
of people to trust.
At that moment, in the darkness of the French
countryside, she wanted to forget all of it, to give up control and forget about
everything except the tough, sexy man holding her close.
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