Erotic Romantic Suspense
Special Investigations Agency series
April 2005
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Who knew the SIA could be such a hotbed of romance and intrigue? Certainly not Synna MacDell.
Watching him from afar stirred her primitive needs...
Synna is ready to leave the SIA to fulfill her lifelong dreams. When gorgeous ex-army officer Ian Frasier takes over the running of Special Investigations Agency, Synna is tempted beyond endurance by his roguish smile. Leaving the excitement he brings into her life will be a little depressing.
A powerful craving draws them closer to the edge...
Ian started his career at SIA ready to solve any problem and tackle any foe. He fears his overpowering attraction to Synna could short-circuit his career, but her safety means more to him than any job.
There's a new menace stalking the SIA, and it wants sexual healing...
A weredemon infiltrates their secure world. Ian and Synna learn the only cure maybe found at a Halloween party where identities are uncertain and a night of love could either save Synna's life, or destroy them all.
Intense and probing, his gaze seemed to ask for answers. Perhaps his proximity did it to her. She didn't feel stable with him near, as if she might say or do something unbelievably dumb. She loathed feeling like an out-of-control teen. She hadn't stuttered in months until this man appeared on the scene at SIA.
Instead of leaving, he came closer. When he towered over her, only a few inches away, her breath caught and her pulse did a wicked dance in her veins. "Do you need someone to walk you to your car?"
Taken by surprise, she spoke hastily. "Y-yes. I mean, no. Of course not. Why would I?"
"I'm concerned about your safety. I don't trust Tyler."
Pleasure settled inside her and she looked away, a little flustered. "Thank you for caring."
He reached out and tilted her chin up. The heat in his fingers sparked and danced over her skin. "You have a difficult time looking people in the eyes, don't you?"
His question took her completely off-guard. She couldn't deny the truth in what Ian said, even if she wanted. "Yes. I suppose people might think I was hiding something."
Ian released her chin, but he didn't step away. "Are you?"
Only that I think you're the most hunky guy I've ever seen, and I'd like to know what it feels like to be with you intimately? To know how your body would feel against me, deep inside me? Oh right. Like I can just let that information spill out.
"I never think much about it. I guess I learned to be that way when I was a child." She laughed softly. "Most people can't tell that I'm not looking them in the eyes. I stare at their lips or their chin and they don't know the difference. How can you tell?"
His voice lowered the timbre-husky, raw, and caressing. "I can read people very well, but I can't read you. I think it's just because you won't look me in the eye in particular."
Pain rushed across her psyche. God, she wanted know him better. To be truly understood by a man who appreciated her for what she was, for what she felt and thought. Sex might be an intimate connection of two bodies, but she craved the penetration of mind into mind, of feelings into feelings. True connection of souls she knew must be out there for her somewhere... if only she knew where to find it.
"But I have looked into your eyes." She let the floodgates open, eager to explain. "You just didn't see it. I'm stealthy that way. Besides, I pick up as much information about people intuitively. Body language is great, but sometimes even that can deceive."
Fascination colored his eyes deeper blue, the impact starting wildfire spirals deep in her loins. "What do you see in my eyes?"
In my wildest dreams, I see desire. A passion to make love to me.
"Intelligence and a strong determination to run SIA in the best way possible. Y-you want to make this new position work. You're compassionate, emphatic, and like you said, a keen observer."
He smiled a little. "Thank you. Is that all you see?"
This time she didn't do a hit-and-run when she gazed into his eyes. She really looked, sinking into his penetrating stare. Warmth swept into her as his eyes told her something she couldn't believe.
She thought she saw hunger increase, build like a storm ready to burst free. She couldn't say that to her boss. It would be suicide. "N-no... I can't see anything else."
A little ragged around the edges, his voice held urgency. "Then I guess I'll just have to show you."
Before she could blink, he plunged one hand into the hair at the back of her neck and drew her toward him until they touched. In reaction, her palms landed on his chest. His smooth sweater covered hard, tensile muscle that shifted under her tentative touch. Barely suppressed authority bunched and flexed, and she wanted to test his rigid muscle against all her inches.
Before anything else registered, he moved in and his mouth touched hers. Exquisite and gentle, he tasted and explored with a quick gesture that spelled fresh and new excitement. Pleasure spiked through her veins in wildfire explosions. His kiss came tentatively, as if he feared she might bolt.
She should run.
She should scram and never look back.
The head of SIA was kissing her.
Oh God.
How could she run when the man she'd fantasized about kissed the stuffing out of her and the pleasure almost brought her to her knees?
Synna's soft moan muffled against his lips as she responded mindlessly to the raging sexual inferno building inside. He might have moved away if she hadn't clutched his waist, her fingers encountering his belt as she searched for an anchor in the storm. Glorious sensations danced over her skin, popping like embers from a fire. As his mouth moved over hers with ravishing need, she felt dizzy and elated. Participating in the dance, she welcomed his kiss with wanton abandon and heady exhilaration. The kiss turned wild, consuming its own fuel, building like a fire overshadowing a tinder-dry forest. His mouth twisted this way, then that, tasting, moving her blood in a wild rush.
She wanted his tongue in her mouth, wanted him taking that last step to claim ownership.
Oh yes. This was the kiss she'd wanted, had waited for all her life.
Nothing had ever felt his good before.
Absolutely nothing.