My Thoughts
Holy hell this is one sizzling hot read. The whole time I am reading it I couldn't help thinking this would make a rockin' tv show. Tessa has done it once again writing a story that grips you from the very first page, characters that you just have to know more about, and then there's Connor. Damn he is just flat out delicious. He's all alpha complete with the growls and the naughty words out of his mouth. Yeah, he definitely has a way with words. Then Tessa writes the hell out of his match Erin who walked out the other side of a nightmare to be so strong and feisty yet is still broken. So is Connor which makes them fit so well. I couldn't stop reading until I came to the last page and even then I wanted more. That isn't out of the ordinary for Tessa's stories. She has a way with words on a page that brings you into the world she creates there. I want more and can't wait to read the next book in the series. This one is definitely one of my favorite reads this year.
I give Up in Smoke 5 hearts!
About the Book
Holy hell this is one sizzling hot read. The whole time I am reading it I couldn't help thinking this would make a rockin' tv show. Tessa has done it once again writing a story that grips you from the very first page, characters that you just have to know more about, and then there's Connor. Damn he is just flat out delicious. He's all alpha complete with the growls and the naughty words out of his mouth. Yeah, he definitely has a way with words. Then Tessa writes the hell out of his match Erin who walked out the other side of a nightmare to be so strong and feisty yet is still broken. So is Connor which makes them fit so well. I couldn't stop reading until I came to the last page and even then I wanted more. That isn't out of the ordinary for Tessa's stories. She has a way with words on a page that brings you into the world she creates there. I want more and can't wait to read the next book in the series. This one is definitely one of my favorite reads this year.
I give Up in Smoke 5 hearts!
About the Book
Never start a fire you can't control...
Connor Bannon is supposed to be dead. Dishonorably
discharged from the Navy SEALs, he's spent the last two years working as a
street enforcer in Brooklyn for his cousin's crime ring. Through a twist of
fate, he's now in Chicago, working undercover to bust criminals. But when a
cute little arsonist joins the team-all combat boots, tiny jean shorts, and
hot-pink hair-Connor's notorious iron control slips.
Erin "she's getting away" O'Dea knows two things.
She hates authority. And... Nope, that's it. When she's forced to operate on
the "right" side of the law, her fear of being confined and
controlled blazes to the surface. The last thing she expects is a control freak
like Connor to soothe her when she needs it most. Worse, something behind the
sexy ex-soldier's eyes ignites a dangerous inferno of desire. One that invites
Erin to play with fire. And one that could get them both killed...
Excerpt
Connor broke away, allowing them both to suck in oxygen.
“Stay. I’m sorry. Stay.” He bent his knees to bring them eye to eye. His spoke
of torture, but he was trying to hide it. “Look at me. I can handle this. I
want you here. Don’t leave.”
“I don’t know if I can handle it,” she whispered.
His heavy breaths ceased. “What do you mean?”
She drew out a lighter from her back pocket and ignited the flame.
It cleared her head a little, allowing her to search for the right words. Words
that wouldn’t sound crazy. “I like touching you. It makes me feel really…good.
And there isn’t a whole lot that makes me feel good, you know?” Her throat
closed up. “I wish you could touch me, too. I don’t think I can stay here
knowing I’m hurting you by making myself feel good…and I don’t think I can stop
touching you. It feels like a must.”
A flare of panic flashed across his face. “I shouldn’t have
said what I did earlier. You just caught me off guard.” He massaged his
forehead with four fingers. “Did I scare you? Is that why you’re really
leaving?”
“No.” She shook her head. “No.”
“Okay. Jesus. Okay.” He was silent a moment, but gears were
turning behind his eyes. “You need to touch me and I need you to stay. Let’s
give each other what we need. All right?”
Why was this so damn confusing? She’d only met this man
yesterday and they were already tangled up [Edc1] in her web of fucked-up
[Edc2] issues. He should want to be clear of her, shouldn’t he? No one else had
ever bothered with her this long before. “Why? Why do you need me to stay? I—”
“I won’t rest,” he growled. “I’ll think about you somewhere,
scared like you were last night, and I’ll go fucking crazy.”
Her heart lurched, dislodging her pride. “I’ve been taking
care of myself for a long time. If the only reason you want me here is to play
nursemaid to the crazy girl, that’s not going to work for me.”
“You know there’s more to it. You know.” He visibly centered
himself with a deep breath, appearing to debate with himself. “I’ve got my own
skeletons, Erin. They don’t rattle so much when you’re around. Your touching
me…it makes me hot. But it soothes elsewhere.”
She knew her expression was pathetically hopeful, but
couldn’t find a single shit to give. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” he repeated. “I’m not going to lie, Erin. Yes, I
want to sleep with you like hell. But only if it’s healthy. Would you trust me
enough to go slow? A little at a time?”
Her pulse hammered out of control. “You touching me?”
Connor watched her closely. “When you’re ready. Not before.
Never before.”
This is where she should climb down the fire escape and
vamoose toward the street. A weight pressed down on her rib cage, making it
difficult to draw a breath. It felt like the point of no return. But Connor’s
eyes grounded her.
Safe. He’s safe.
“Okay, baby. Slow.”
His body drained of tension. “Thank you.” He leaned in and
brushed their lips together, gently, reverently. “First, we talk.”
About the Author
Thank you for your interest in my books! I'm Tessa and I
live in the crazy, loud, overcrowded borough of Brooklyn, New York. I love it
here. This city is a constant source of inspiration, which is why I've decided
to set my most recent books in the Line of Duty Series here.
I moved to New York when I was eighteen, the day after I
graduated high school. Threw my suitcase in the back of a Chevrolet Cavalier
and drove across the country to find my adventure. I'm still finding it, little
by little.Thank you for being a part of it.
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