★ღ‿¸.••.¸‿★¸.••.¸‿ღ★
Arresting Alan
If you love smokin’ hot romance, danger at every turn, and a happily ever after that will have you smiling, then grab a copy of Arresting Alan.
A hacker, a federal agent, and a crime boss. The time has come to fight.
Computer technician Alan Harding is no saint, but his squeaky-clean image is unshakable in the eyes of his family and especially his young son. After he agrees to assist a drug lord and hack into a criminal database, he’s faced with an impossible challenge—keeping his hands and heart away from his sexy as sin bodyguard, DEA Special Agent Hannah Adler.
Hannah would rather go hand-to-hand with an assailant than go undercover as Alan’s girlfriend, but she’s determined to keep him safe and his illegal activities on the down-low. The handsome man and his adorable child, however, are more than she bargained for.
Once their enemies learn the truth and retaliate, they’ll have to race against the clock to save Alan’s son and bring a dangerous empire to its knees.
Reserve your copy for only 99 cents:
Universal – https://books2read.com/arrestingalan
Amazon – https://amzn.to/3CQFCuh
Add it to Goodreads – https://bit.ly/ArrestingAlanGoodreads
Check it out on BookBub – https://bit.ly/ArrestingAlanBookbub
#RomanticSuspense #ContemporaryRomance #WomanInJeopardy #ManInJeopardy #KidnappedChild #MFRWauthor #Steamy #HotRomance
EXCERPT
Background for scene: Alan and Hannah have spent all day working on their assignment and then overhear something they shouldn’t have. Tension mounts as they demand answers from a dangerous drug lord.
Voices carried from down the dimly lit corridor.
As they neared the armory, the rough voices grew louder. The sound of metal clanked in his ears. His gut clenched. He grasped Hannah’s hand to keep her at his side in case she tried to jump in front of him with some harebrained notion that he needed protection. Harsh white light shone from the open doorway. His pulse thrummed faster as he paused at the threshold.
Five bulky men in SWAT gear pulled a few semi-automatic weapons and assault rifles from a corrugated-metal cabinet.
“It’s about time Thorn fucks with the Jestons.” One thug jammed a clip into a gleaming black gun. “I never liked their store—too damn expensive.”
“Got that right.” A dark-haired man stuffed on a ski cap.
Hannah stiffened and whispered to Alan, “What’s going on?”
He stepped back and pulled her with him before anyone could bitch at them for intruding. Chills raked his skin. “I don’t know, but it’s not our business.”
“Like hell, it’s not. They’re prepping for war. I can’t let this go.”
Neither could he since those assholes were going after the Jestons. He tightened his grip on Hannah and stomped back the way they came. The two dead-eyed guards in the vestibule outside Bristol’s office sneered as he stopped in front of them.
Hannah tugged her hand free and spread her feet in a battle stance.
“I need to speak with Thorn. Tell him I’m here.” Alan waited for a guard to open the doors or phone the man, but they continued to skewer him with their beady glares. The high-tech camera in the corner with the blinking LED light inside the globe fed the footage to Bristol’s computer—a system Alan had designed for each camera in the compound. “Damn it, I have no beef with you, but I’m getting into that room. Move, or I’ll make you.”
The blond bastard smirked.
All right, then. Alan fisted his hands. There was no time like the present to test out his boxing skills.
The barrier swung open from the inside, and the guards stepped away.
Bristol blocked the entryway with his broad shoulders, six-foot-five height, and his fuck-off scowl. Deep creases bracketed his cold brown eyes like craters.
Unfazed, Alan gazed past him to the four angry lieutenants near the desk. The heat of their stares burned as hot as the noonday sun.
He focused on the captain. “Why are your henchmen dressed for war?”
“You’re supposed to be gone by now. We’ll speak tomorrow.”
Alan pushed past him to enter the room with Hannah at his heels. “Now, in private.”
Bristol’s eyes bugged out. “Have you lost your fucking mind?” He grabbed Alan by his coat’s lapel and dragged him closer until barely an inch separated them.
PreOrder Today – https://books2read.com/arrestingalan
