Former terror cell expert Audrey Jenkins has seen enough death and destruction to last a lifetime. When she uncovers her ex, Brett, a higher-ranking officer in her unit, selling military secrets, she turns him in and returns to the simpler life she has embraced since leaving the army.
CID Special Agent Cam Harris is a career military man with a strong sense of duty. When a military prisoner who once saved his life in Afghanistan escapes while in his custody, he requests the assignment to track him down.
Cam's manhunt leads him to Audrey's door. His prisoner—her ex—will resurface here, he’s sure of it. The feisty woman wants nothing to do with hunting down her ex, but when a terror cell she’s all-too-familiar with launches a deadly attack on army intelligence soldiers and officers, she knows it’s Brett.
Helping Cam is the right thing to do. But the attraction burning between them may be the mistake that gets her and Cam killed...
The shadow of dancing flames crept down the hall toward them. Audrey was struggling to raise the window. He added his strength and they got it up. She pushed at the screen.
“Get out of the way,” he said, backing up. She frowned but did as he said. He kicked the screen out, just as the flames reached the doorway. Their roar intensified from all the new fuel they’d devoured.
“Let’s go,” he shouted, but she was already scrambling over the sill. He dove through after her, grabbing her elbow and pulling her forcibly toward his truck. He skidded to a stop, getting more pissed off by the second as he stared at it. Of course his truck tires had been slashed. Why had he ever thought they wouldn’t be? He wanted to catch up with Brett and pound the hell out of him. All-Terrains were expensive, damn it.
“This way.” He motioned for Audrey to follow him. She’d been looking back at the cabin. He took off up the donkey track they’d traveled the evening before at a punishing pace. Had it been just last night? The same night he’d spent in Audrey’s arms, making love until they’d fallen asleep, deliciously exhausted? It seemed like days ago.
He could still see the marks he’d left on her neck and chest exposed by the scooped neck T-shirt she’d pulled on in front of Brett earlier. He remembered the way his ex-friend had ogled her as she dressed. There was an extra punch in the face reserved for him when Cam caught up to the bastard.
At a jog, they reached a rise in the road when an explosion rocked the ground they stood on. The propane tank had finally surrendered. He grabbed for Audrey, shoving her to the dirt, landing on top of her with an “oof.” After the initial shock, nothing more came at them. They heard the whoosh of flames, the crackle of burning wood, but it didn’t reach them here.
She rolled to her back. Their gazes met. Heat of a different sort kindled in her eyes. She was as aware of him as he was of her. The air crackled around them like the flames in the cabin. A flush washed through him that had nothing to do with the out-of-control fire and explosion.
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