by Dee Tenorio
smile
was
tinged
with
exhaustion. “It’s come in handy every now and then.”
“Doesn’t look like it did you much good this time.”
“That’s what you think. If they’d managed to get me down, at least Frank wasn’t gonna get any. Steel toe, baby. If he’s not in the hospital right now, it’s a friggin’ miracle.” She hissed as he irrigated the shal ow—thank God—wound. “Shit, Cade, why don’t you just pour the whiskey in? Might hurt less.”
“You wouldn’t have come here if you didn’t want it done right, Tee.”
She made a face at the name. She usual y complained that it made her sound like a four-year-old. As if the moniker “KK” sounded so much more mature.
“Maybe I came for the company.”
He grunted again. “We both know I’m not fit for that.”
She sighed, the way she always did when he said things that irritated her. “You’re about the only one in this town worth spending time with and you know it.”
“That’s not true. There’s good people here.”
“You always say that, but no one believes you.
They’re al cowards and drunkards who turn their backs rather than take a stand.”
“I wouldn’t be here if there weren’t people needing protection.” From her gang. Even if he didn’t say it, he knew she heard the accusation.
“Why’d he ambush you?”
Her face turned toward him, her usual cocky grin nowhere to be seen. Instead a seriousness drew lines around her mouth and shadows in her eyes.
Didn’t seem right, real y. He was the one who did maudlin and brooding. She was the one who dragged him into using the side of himself he’d almost forgotten about. Worse, if he didn’t know better, he’d think the shade of those shadows was guilt.
“He found out I’m not who he thought I was.”
Cade let his hands fal to this lap. This couldn’t be good. “Who are you then?”
“Undercover DEA.”
For an entire three seconds, elation fil ed him.
Pure, excited relief that he hadn’t gone off the deep end for a criminal who may or may not kil him in his sleep. But then he remembered who he was dealing with. Suuuure she was undercover. He shook his head, going back to his work, irritated. “You don’t need to lie for me to patch you up.”
It wasn’t like he had a hel of a lot of restraint when it came to Trina. The only thing he’d been able to hold to was not giving into the unholy need he had for her again. From the moment she first strode up next to him outside the Sheriff’s Department, he’d been snared by her. By that devilish grin and that spark of interest in her blue eyes. Her tal , curving body that he’d known in an instant would wrap around his like she’d been made just for him. But he wasn’t about to tie himself up with a convict who refused to change her way of life. He hadn’t come home with much from the war, but he did stil have his ethics. They might make cold bedfel ows, but they kept his head up when damn little else could.
“I’m not lying, Cade. I’ve been undercover in Carter’s crew for two years and it’s for fuck al now that he knows the truth.”
He opened the packet of butterfly bindings, his temper ramping up. “Why the hel should I believe you? After everything else you’ve put me through, why should I even care, Tee? Because if you’re tel ing the truth, that means you’ve been lying to me for a year. If you’re not, you’re just trying to twist me around your finger again. I’m done being your toy, goddamn it. Give me one good reason why any of what you’re saying should matter to me now.”
She wouldn’t do that to him. Not the woman who had charmed her way into his life, who had seemed as if she actual y cared about him. As if she might even lo— He didn’t let his mind finish that thought. It didn’t matter. If it were true that she were undercover, she would have told him months ago. She knew him wel enough by then to know she could trust him. At the very least, she would have said something before they’d found themselves denting the shit out of his car hood, knowing nothing else could ever come of it. Before she’d ripped out what was left of his heart.
No, this had to be another game. He was sure of it.
Absolutely sure, until she opened her mouth again.
“Because someone in your department sold me out.”
Curious what happens next?
Find out in " Convicted" by Dee Tenorio
Also available in a special anthology, " Undercover
Lovers"
with three fan-favorite authors Dee Carney, Chloe Cole and Cari Quinn!
Other titles by Dee Tenorio
10 Ways To Steal Your Lover
Convicted
(Individual Re-release of "Undercover Lovers"
story)
Deceiving The Protector
Undercover Lovers
(Anthology with Dee Carney, Chloe Cole & Cari
Quinn)
Shaken
Tempting The Enemy
All of You
All or Nothing
Burn for Me
Love Me Knots
Love Me Tomorrow
Kiss Me Again
Test Me!
Midnight Legacy
Midnight Temptation
Midnight Sonata
Betting Hearts
Available wherever ebooks are sold!
About The Author
Dee Tenorio has a few reality issues. After much therapy for the problem—if one can cal being awakened in the night by visions of hot able-bodied men a problem—she has proved incurable. It turns out she enjoys tormenting herself by writing sizzling, steamy romances of various genres spanning paranormal mystery dramas, contemporaries and romantic comedies. Preferably starring the sexy, somewhat grumpy heroes described above and smart-mouthed heroines who have much better hair than she does.
The best part is, no more therapy bil s!
Wel , not for Dee, anyway. Her husband and kids, on the other hand...
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Table of Contents
Copyrights
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Epilogue
10 Ways To Steal Your Lover
Convicted
Other titles by Dee Tenorio
About The Author