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Temptation Thursdays: “Sizzle (The MacKenzie Family #10)” by Liliana Hart

Feb 27
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What better way to choose a great book for your weekend escape than by reading a sexy excerpt? 

That’s the idea behind my feature, CABR Presents Temptation Thursdays :)

Today’s excerpt is from SIZZLE by Liliana Hart.
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Blurb:
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A killer who taught her everything she knows…
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A mission that pits her skills against his…
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And a new partner that makes her body…Sizzle
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When Declan MacKenzie asks Archer Ryan to do a special job for MacKenzie Security, Archer has no choice but to say yes.
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He owes Declan his life, and Declan more than has his hands full with his own family problems.
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Little does Archer know he’ll be chasing a would-be recruit all the way to hell and back. Or maybe Alaska just seems like hell.
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Audrey Sharpe works for no one but herself. Not even when the most elite security company in the country wants her. She doesn’t have time to worry about MacKenzies.
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She’s racing against the clock to hunt down the man who taught her everything she knows and to stop him from killing more innocent people.
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When sexy, but tough as nails, Archer Ryan keeps getting in her way, Audrey has to decide whether he’ll be an asset or a distraction her body and mind can’t afford.
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Liliana Hart’s introduction to her Temptation Thursdays EXCERPT from “Sizzle”:

Archer Ryan has been sent to recruit Audrey Sharpe for MacKenzie Security, but she refuses to come with him until she’s had revenge on the man who left her for dead.

Archer agrees to help her and the sparks fly between them from the first moment, but the timing and location are wrong until they set out across Alaska together. This scene takes place on their first night at camp.

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EXCERPT:

Archer heard the click in his ear and tossed the phone back on the makeshift table. “Looks like this is our new home for a little while. At least until Cal can get us a satellite image so we can keep going. Miranda has this program that can show anything with a pulse in a 3d image as if it were standing right in front of you. It’s pretty cool.”

“Miranda?”

“Oh, Cal’s computer. She’s amazing. But don’t tell Cal I said so. His head’s big enough. She’ll also be able to do a search and scan for any more land mines or other devices he might have set.”

“Handy. If she can do all that, I won’t even make fun of him for naming an inanimate object when I finally meet him.”

She put the trash in a sealed bag and then looked around their living space before finally zeroing in on him. Archer wondered if she’d get around to looking him in the eye again. He wasn’t sure what her feelings toward him would be after their earlier conversation.

“I’ve decided to have sex with you,” she said after a few seconds.

He’d chosen that unfortunate moment to take a drink, and he choked on the water, wheezing as it went down wrong. His eyes watered as he tried to suck in a breath and he pounded on his chest while she watched him with an arched brow and a patient look on her face.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

She bent down and started unlacing her boots, and he watched in fascination as she removed a small arsenal from the space. “You don’t have to look so shocked. It’s not like I’m asking you to commit treason. It’s just sex.”

“Umm—”

“Besides, the friction and shared body heat will keep us warm.”

“Now wait a min—” his mouth went dry as she untied the drawstring on her insulated pants. Who knew a gesture like that could be so sexy? He scrubbed his hands over his face and tried to keep his blood in his brain instead of pooling into his lap.

“Wait—” He took hold of her hands before she could disrobe any further. “That’s all this would be to you?” he asked, surprised at the hurt he felt. She was offering any man’s dream. “You all of a sudden are ready for sex after all this time and I’m just supposed to lay down and let you have your way with me?”

“Do you have a problem with that?”

“A little, yeah.”

“I don’t play games, Archer. Not outside of my professional life. Time is too short to try and figure out what other people are feeling and thinking. So I’ll tell you straight out. I haven’t wanted another man since Jonah. Haven’t even been able to think of a man in that way since then. But I want you. What else do you want from me?”

“Your trust,” he said immediately. “I want to know that you’ll take me inside you and feel all of me. That your mind will be focused solely on how good I can make you feel. Not on whether or not I’m going to stick a knife in your back or hurt you in some other way.”

“You want me to trust you, but what do I really know about you? I’ve got good instincts, but they’ve been wrong before. I’ve got the word of Declan MacKenzie—a man I respect and am a little in awe of. And I’ve got the man you want me to see. The one who cracks jokes at the wrong time and who watches me with patient and calculating eyes, while undressing me at the same time.”

“Sweetheart, I’m an open book. What you see is what you get.”

He could practically see her teeth grinding together. “Don’t call me sweetheart,” she gritted out. “And if you’re such an open book then I should be able to ask you anything I want and get an honest answer.”

“One—” he said. “One question only. And then it’s my turn.”

She hesitated at that, but finally nodded.

“What do you want to know?”

“Are you Warlock?”

“Warlock’s dead. And dead men don’t walk among the living.” She sneered at him and he had the sudden urge to bite her plump bottom lip. His cock went rock hard at the thought.

“An open book, huh? And you wonder why I don’t trust you.”

“That’s the problem. You do trust me. You’re just too much of a coward to acknowledge it.”

“That’s the second time you’ve called me a coward. It better be the last.”

“Or what? You’re finally going to put your money where your mouth is?” He took a step closer until the tips of his boots touched her toes. “Here’s my question for you. Do you think you’ll be satisfied with the quick fuck you’re asking for? Or will you keep coming back for more?” He watched the pulse jump at the base of her throat and her lips part on a gasp.

“That’s two questions,” she said. And then she grabbed his shirt with both hands and pulled his mouth to hers.

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Liliana Hart pictureABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Liliana Hart spent five years teaching music in the public education system. She molded America’s youth, busted kids for smoking pot in the restrooms, and broke up illicit affairs behind the stage on a regular basis. She finally decided to hang up her hat and let someone else have all the fun.

(Liliana’s Addison Holmes Mystery Series, about a small town teacher who gets into a whole lot of trouble, is somewhat autobiographical, but she won’t confess to which parts).

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Liliana began reading romance novels with all her new found free time, and when she ran out of things to read, she decided to write her own novels. The result was a 150,000 word thriller—a dazzling adventure—where the heroine was a thirty-year-old virgin assassin (Yes, you read that right).

She couldn’t imagine why people weren’t knocking down her door to read it, but she persevered and began writing a second book. She finally got the hang of things, and eventually learned that losing one’s virginity wasn’t all that romantic after all. All of her books involve some kind of suspense (she just can’t help herself), laughter, and a lot of steamy sex.

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Since self-publishing in June of 2011, she’s sold more than 2 million ebooks all over the world, hit both the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists, and been nominated for a Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice Award.

Liliana is addicted to reading, kickboxing, and Bones. She lives in a big, rambling house in Texas with a couple of cats to keep her company. She loves to get emails from readers.

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CONTACT THE AUTHOR:

Website | Facebook | Twitter @Liliana_Hart |

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