by Sharon Buchbinder
Published: 08/02/2013
A year after a barbaric childbirth, complete with a near-death
experience and an encounter with her guardian angel, Angie Edmonds is
just happy she and her son, Jake, are alive. She's finally in a good
place: clean, sober, and employed as a defense attorney. But at the end
of a long work day, she finds herself in a parent's worst nightmare:
Jake has been kidnapped and taken across the Mexican border by a cult
leader who believes the child is the "Chosen One."
Stymied by the US and Mexican legal systems, Angie is forced to ask the
head of a Mexican crime syndicate for help. Much to her chagrin, she
must work with Alejandro Torres, a dangerously attractive criminal and
the drug lord's right-hand man. Little does she know Alejandro is an
undercover federal agent, equally terrified of blowing his cover--and
falling in love with her.
Rating: Spicy
Page Count: 288
Word Count: 71392
978-1-61217-867-7 Paperback
978-1-61217-868-4 Digital
Excerpt:
"Who are you? Who is that giant? What did you say to him?"
The pony-tailed man flashed a grin, the smile reaching his sky-blue
colored eyes, giving him an appealing boyish look. “The big guy’s name
is Tio. I told Tio to truss Raul up like the pig he is and to bring him
to Isabel Ramirez. She’ll know exactly what to do with him.”
“Who are you?”
The movie-star-handsome man stopped, bent down until he was eye-to-eye with Angie.
“I found your passport tossed onto Raul’s desk, Angela Edmonds from the U.S. of A. I like that name. You look like an angel.”
She shook her head and the street twirled. “I’m no angel.” She steadied herself on his well muscled, naked arm. Rather than creeping her out, the skin on skin contact with her rescuer reassured her that he was a real human and not an angel conjured up in fevered religious delusion and desperation. “You sound like an American. You haven’t answered my question. What’s your name?”
“Torres.” Still holding her ID, he strode to the driver’s side of the car, hopped in and flashed a dazzling grin. “You could call me your hero because I’m taking you to see the woman who can help you find your son. My name is Alejandro Espinosa Santoyo Torres. But most people just call me Alejandro.”
The movie-star-handsome man stopped, bent down until he was eye-to-eye with Angie.
“I found your passport tossed onto Raul’s desk, Angela Edmonds from the U.S. of A. I like that name. You look like an angel.”
She shook her head and the street twirled. “I’m no angel.” She steadied herself on his well muscled, naked arm. Rather than creeping her out, the skin on skin contact with her rescuer reassured her that he was a real human and not an angel conjured up in fevered religious delusion and desperation. “You sound like an American. You haven’t answered my question. What’s your name?”
“Torres.” Still holding her ID, he strode to the driver’s side of the car, hopped in and flashed a dazzling grin. “You could call me your hero because I’m taking you to see the woman who can help you find your son. My name is Alejandro Espinosa Santoyo Torres. But most people just call me Alejandro.”
1 comment:
When I read the blurb for "Obsession", I couldn't stop myself from saying, "Wow" and "Oh my gosh!" This book has everything I look for: suspense, romance, and a dangerously attractive man. The fact that Alejandro is an undercover cop makes it even better!
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