One of my FAVORITE Black Op’s authors is Cindy Gerard and her newest book is bringing us back to the fabulous world of her BOI’s only this time we get ANOTHER set of awesomely hot Black OP’s guys and they’re called the One Eyed Jacks. I LOVED this book. Cindy has graciously shared with us a snippet from the book.
Gabe left for the kitchen and suddenly Eva and Mike were alone in the office with a silence as big as the bed they’d made love in.
When he leaned back in his chair and clasped his hand behind his head, she knew exactly what he was going to say. “Let’s get this settled right now. You’re not infiltrating the encampment with me.”
“Look. If it’s about what happened last night.”
“It’s not,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “It’s about you slowing me down.”
She pushed out a laugh. “Try again. Or have you already forgotten who got the drop on who in Lima?”
“I was drunk.”
“You were stupid. And you weren’t drunk when I clipped your cheek.” Even though the swelling had gone down a little, he had the beginnings of a shiner this morning.
And oh, he was looking at her now. In fact, he stood suddenly, did the old rooster strut, puffed out his chest and stuck his face right in hers. “You’re not going, Eva. End of discussion.”
“Said the king of the world.” She decided she didn’t feel bad about the bruise on his cheek after all. “You are such a piece of work.”
“Children,” Gabe cut in like a long suffering parent as he stepped back into the office. “Do I need to put you both on time out?”
They stood that way for several long moments, noses almost touching, gazes locked and blazing … until something other than irritation fired through Eva’s blood and warned her to stand down. A vivid, visceral image of last night, two bodies moving together in the dark, so close no air moved between them, so hot the touch of skin on skin set them on fire.
She backed away, crossed her arms over her breasts and settled herself down. Judging by the sudden weight of his breaths, Mike had experienced a little midnight flashback too.
“She could be an asset, Mike.” Gabe broke the uncomfortable silence.
Mike whipped his gaze to Gabe.
“It’s true.” Gabe held the line in the face of Mike’s glare. “Lawson knows he needs to keep the ranks content. Content men. Malleable disciples. Going in as a couple enhances your cover,” he added building on his point. “Not to mention it gives you twice the eyes, twice the ears. And it’s pretty clear to me that Eva can handle herself.”
Mike hung his hands on his hips, worked his jaw. “Traitor.”
Gabe arched a brow. “Sticks and stone, bro? That’s all you’ve got?”
The look on Mike’s face said, yeah, it was. He knew as well as Eva did, as well as Gabe did, that there was not one good reason she shouldn’t go and a dozen viable ones why she should.
“Fine.” His tone said it was not fine. “But let it be known I’m agreeing under protest.”
“I’ll make sure to write that down,” Gabe said with an eye roll. “Now quit pouting and let’s hammer out a plan of action.”
An exciting new series featuring Mike “Primetown” Brown, a character from her popular “Black Ops, Inc.” series.
For the seven years after Operation Slam Dunk went south, Mike Brown got drunk on each anniversary. The eighth year was no different–until he was drugged by a woman and woke up to her questions about what had happened eight years ago in Afghanistan. CIA attorney Eva Salinas has her own theory behind what happened to Mike’s team–which included her husband–in Afghanistan eight years ago, and she’s determined to prove foul play. Though she doesn’t trust him, Mike is the only person she can turn to for help. Under an assumed name, Eva convinces Mike to assemble a new team and go after the traitor who screwed up both their lives. As they track down the rogue who started it all, Eva and Mike discover they can’t live without each other. But can they stay alive while an enemy is still on the loose?