Rye Ellison, former elite Navy SEAL Commander, retired from the teams the same way he lived, in a blaze of glory. After nearly thirty years of stellar service, he almost crashes and burns, but his hard-earned reputation saves him from a court martial. Now all he wants is to kick back in Margaritaville, but the Department of Homeland Security has other ideas.

The DHS Special Group Leader offers him a contract he couldn’t refuse, they need him to put his famed skills back in the game and help recover vital information stolen from a CIA asset overseas. When Rye learns the CIA pain-in-the-asset involved is none other than Harper Chandler, a woman he never wants to see again, much less work with, taking the mission becomes a no-go, even with the money.

Then he learns the missing dossier could clear him of crimes he’s been accused of that led to his court martial, Rye signs on without a second thought. The opportunity to clear his name is too important to be brushed aside. Especially by the woman directly responsible of killing his men, and almost his career.

He’ll pay the price of working with the beautiful, cocky, know-it-all if that’s what it takes. But he refuses to allow her to get him killed or give her another shot at his heart.

When Si taps Rye for this mission, he knows it’s not going to be easy for the former SEAL Commander. There’s a lot of unresolved information and many people he just doesn’t trust anymore.

Even though he was reinstated the whole process of court-martial has left bad feelings all around.

Harper is a CIA asset, she’s spent her entire career finding information and directing assaults against the enemy. Including the one that had Rhy’s team surrounded with him the only survivor.

Both are now hell bent on finding out what really occurred that day, as well as taking down the responsible people, both friendly and enemy. There’s also a history beyond the professional with Rye and Harper, one that neither has completely put in the past.

Reliving the past is never a good way to go, but the doubts are still there and they have to get past that.

This is a favorite scene.

“Get out of here,” she demanded, jumping to her feet. She pointed a damning finger at him. “Do you honestly think I’d set you up? That I’d get seven elite SEALs killed for what, money?” She let out an angry breath.

“We made love an hour before you left. Do you think I’m that kind of person?”

“I don’t know what to think. You weren’t too flattering when you gave your deposition at the hearing.”

What the hell did he say?

“Were we both at the same hearing?” she asked, not believing her ears. “Because I remember saying you were the best Navy SEAL I’ve ever worked with.”

“You also said I was impulsive, demanding, and a rule breaker.”

She lowered her shoulders, closed her eyes and shook her head. He couldn’t be serious. She opened her eyes and shot him a heated glance. “Rye, that’s all true. How many times have you done as you damn well please out there in the field? Almost every time I’ve sent you on a mission. That doesn’t make you a bad SEAL or bad at your job or a bad person. It’s just the way you are. You go more on instincts than orders.”

“That’s not a good thing for a military military man. His job is to follow orders.”

“Yours has always been to do as much damage to the enemy as you can and get your men back alive. Every man who served under you knew that and respected you for it.”

“Admirals don’t consider things like that as a sign of valor. They questioned me about it for hours. Wanted to know how many times I’d went off on my own.”

“Well, they didn’t put you in the brig, so I can only assume you didn’t tell them or else they’d have kicked you out without your retirement.”

His sober look scared her. He no longer resembled the man she’d once known. Not the man she’d sent on his final mission.

“I lied through my teeth.”

She faked a smile. “I figured you would. But, I’m different, Rye. I had to tell the truth. If they had tripped me up, we’d both have lost and I have too much to do before I retire.”

He leaned his hips against her credenza, folded his arms and grinned the sexiest, crooked smile a man could ever possess. He hadn’t changed that much. Yes, there was a hint of grey at his temples, a few new wrinkles, and lesser bulk, but otherwise he appeared about perfect.

“So, you’re taking that job?”

She glanced away. “You of all people should realize I’ve been doing this for twenty years. I’ve never lived stateside. All my years have been in the field. Yes, occasionally I get to DC for a class, a briefing, or to testify before Congress, but this and places like this, are the only homes I’ve known.”

He looked around. “I never thought much about that. I guess you’re right. After a mission, me and my Team went home until the next call up. You never left with us.”

She shook her head. “No, it’s been Quonset huts and cinderblock buildings for a very long time.” She sat back down, folding her hands on her desk. “Maybe I’d like a little commute.”

He laughed and her heart fluttered in her chest. “You’d enjoy that for about ten minutes.”

“Well, then how about a mall, clothes shopping, a movie, dinner at a restaurant? I rarely get to do any of those things.”

“It has been rough for you, hasn’t it, Harper? You’ve dedicated your life to this.” He waved his arm. “No Christmas at home, not much of anything.”

“I did spend a few holidays with my family, but then I realized how little I have in common with them. How difficult it is to talk to people not in the military.”

“You deserve that job.”

“I could simply retire. I have my years in. They’ve agreed to give me credit for time with other agencies.”

He studied her for a long time, and she recognized the old familiar look in his eyes. The one calling to her like the only way a man could to a lonely woman with too much on her mind to ever think about love.

“Why don’t we finish the business here and you come and visit me in Florida for a few weeks. See how it feels to be a civilian?”

“I heard you’d retired there. Do you like it?” The invitation relieved a lot of tension between them. Maybe he wasn’t still mad.

He shrugged. “It’s as good as any place. I can’t say I’m madly in love with it, but it’s an okay place to live. Can’t complain about the weather.”
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As this mission unfolds, so does another aspect with the appearance of Sully, someone else who had been around the first time around.

Plenty of tension, action, and heat in more ways than one, as their objectives are met.

5 Contented Purrs for Geri!

Geri Foster

For as long as she can remember, Geri Foster has been a lover of reading and the written word. By the seventh grade she had worn out two library cards and had read every book in her age area of the library. After raising a family and saying good-bye to the corporate world, she tried her hand at writing.

To her surprise, she won a couple of contests, hooked up with a really great critique group and her writing career was well on its way. She spent several years studying her craft and developing her voice.

Action, intrigue, danger and sultry romance drew her like a magnet. That’s why she had no choice but to launch her published career with action-romance suspense. While she reads every genre under the sun, she’s always been drawn to guns, bombs and fighting men. Secrecy and suspense move her to write edgy stories about daring and honorable heroes who manage against all odds to end up with their one true love.

To keep the serious side of life at bay, Geri likes to write sexy short stories for her fans. In the Women of Courage series, Geri explores the deeper, darker nuances of life and relationships in small-town mid-century America.