(An Under the Hood novella)
Sally Clements
Feisty
mechanic Betty Smith should have only one thing on her mind—catching the conman
who swindled her mother. Not the sexy stranger who kissed her then
completely disappeared.
Undercover
FBI agent Joe Carter needs to focus on the bad guy who got away, not the
gorgeous headstrong brunette who watches too many cop shows and keeps
interfering in his case. Unfortunately, catching their prey before he skips
town means working together.
But
while entering the vintage car rally as a couple seemed like a good idea at the time, faking feelings for each other
turns out to be the easiest part. Neither one can allow anything to get in
their way, but staying away from each other is impossible. They both know,
though, once their plan is complete, so is their time together.
Excerpt:
“Hungry?”
Betty’s heart pounded
hard enough to burst. She swung around, and her startled gaze shot to the man
who filled the doorway. A man with midnight-blue eyes.
Him.
Her hand fluttered at her
throat. What on earth was the stranger from this morning doing here? Had he
followed her?
“You’re Betty?” His eyes scanned her face with an I-don’t-believe-it
look. He took a step forward, then another.
Everything in Betty
rioted with the urge to escape. She eyed the doorway behind him and edged
farther behind the table, putting solid pine between them. Her mouth was so dry
it was as if she’d spent days crawling through the desert. He knows my name. She swallowed. “What are you doing here?”
“Calm down.” As if realizing her agitation, he
stopped. Held up his hands palms-out. “I’m Joe Carter.”
“You’re Joe Carter?”
“Is there an echo in
here?” His hands lowered to his sides. The tension seemed to leave his shoulders
and the corners of his mouth lifted in a smile.
Smoothing a hand over her
hair, she glanced down at the table. A funny, fluttery feeling on seeing that
smile replaced the panic she’d felt moments earlier. Unwanted awareness of him
chased the tension from her body and filled it with warmth.
She rubbed the ache
blooming at her temple. “Very funny.” To her annoyance, her words came out
husky-soft, rather than sarcasm-laced. “I’ve been waiting here for almost two
hours for a carpenter to show up, and now you? If you’re Joe, what were you
doing grabbing me this morning?”
He avoided the question
and looked past her at the open freezer door. “Looks like you were keeping
yourself busy. Raiding the freezer, were you?”
Huh. “I was hungry. Someone
kept me waiting.” The only reason she would ever break into someone else’s
freezer was under desperate circumstances. “What are you, carpenter or…”
“It’s complicated.” He
smiled, and once again attraction grabbed her insides with both hands and
twisted. “But I have got a job to do this evening before we talk. I’m hungry
too.” A black eyebrow arched. “Maybe you and I could have dinner after I’ve
assembled the bed?”
Faded jeans rode low on
his lean hips and clung to his thighs. Above them, he wore a chunky navy sweater
under a battered black leather jacket. Average, everyday clothing. But the
breadth of his shoulders, the glimpse of tanned collarbone evident in the dip
of the sweater’s crew neck, were far from average or everyday. She scanned
down. Work boots. Big work boots. Big
feet, big… Cutting that thought off at the pass, Betty’s gaze shot up to
collide with his.
Amusement danced in his
eyes. “Well? Like what you see?”
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Authors Bio:
Sally Clements writes fun, sexy and real contemporary romance, partnering hot heroes with heroines who know what they want, and go for it!
Sally Clements writes fun, sexy and real contemporary romance, partnering hot heroes with heroines who know what they want, and go for it!
She is a full-time author, who lives in the Irish countryside, and when she isn’t writing can usually be found in traffic, driving ‘Mum’s taxi’.
Always a voracious reader, she considers writing for a living the perfect job—the only downside is saying goodbye to her characters at book’s end!
Fun, Sexy, Real Romance!
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