Big Sky Crossover
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Getting in deep has never felt this good…
Commercial diving instructor Tara Hunter nearly lost everything in an accident that saw her medically discharged from the navy. With the help of the Warrior Fight Club, she’s fought hard to overcome her fears and get back in the water where she’s always felt most at home. At work, she’s tough, serious, and doesn’t tolerate distractions. Which is why finding her gorgeous one-night stand on her new dive team is such a problem.
Former navy deep-sea diver Jesse Anderson just can’t seem to stop making mistakes—the latest being the hot-as-hell night he’d spent with his new partner. This job is his second chance, and Jesse knows he shouldn’t mix business with pleasure. But spending every day with Tara’s smart mouth and sexy curves makes her so damn hard to resist.
Joining a wounded warrior MMA training program seems like the perfect way to blow off steam—until Jesse finds that Tara belongs too. Now they’re getting in deep and taking each other down day and night, and even though it breaks all the rules, their inescapable attraction might just be the only thing truly worth fighting for.
The Kristen Proby Crossover Collection features a new novel by Kristen Proby and six by some of her favorite writers:
Kristen Proby – Soaring with Fallon
Sawyer Bennett – Wicked Force
K.L. Grayson – Crazy Imperfect Love
Laura Kaye – Worth Fighting For
Monica Murphy – Nothing Without You
Rachel Van Dyken – All Stars Fall
Samantha Young – Hold On
Tara Hunter couldn’t sleep, her first day back on the job was tomorrow and although it was nothing new she was nervous. Deciding on a bit of a walk and food even though it was late she went to Murphy’s her favorite bar and grill. Nachos will solve everything.
Jesse also couldn’t sleep for him tomorrow is first day on a new job, and he needed to chill. Tara begins a conversation with him which was a bit out of character for her. Then as they shared appetizers a friendship begins, that after another walk around this time together becomes a lot more.
The following day is one of my favorite scenes.
She smirked as she grabbed a frosted donut. “You sure you want to harass the diver responsible for rescuing your cowboy ass when you get in trouble?”
“I like to live dangerously,” he said with a wink as he passed her a truce in the form of a perfectly made cup of coffee.
“You’re forgiven,” she said as she accepted it and took a sip.
Boone gathered some files and sat with his breakfast at the far end of the conference table. “We’re just waiting on Jefferson and Anderson and then we’ll get started.”
“I’m here,” George Jefferson said as he walked into the room wearing a big smile. “Now the party can start.” A round of singing—of the theme song from The Jeffersons, naturally—greeted the man who assisted Mike on all things systems but, more importantly, served as their medical tech.
George shook his head at the lot of them as he dumped his duffle, put his coat around the back of the chair, and waited for them to finish, which didn’t take long since they only seemed to know the first few lines of lyrics. “After all this time, you’d think you people would’ve learned the words to that damn song.” Laughter filled the room, and a new chorus of sarcastic barbs got flung back and forth, the kind that revealed what good friends they all really were.
This was the kind of community Tara had enjoyed in the navy, and it meant a lot to her to find it here, too. Everyone was still catching up when she took her seat, but then she popped back up to snag a second donut because, after not sleeping, sugar was pretty much life.
As the others found their own seats, Mama D’s voice echoed from out in the hall. “And here’s where the team meets. Boone and the others will show you around from here,” she said as she stepped into the doorway.
A tall man with dark hair shook her hand. “Thank you, ma’am.”
Ooh, those good manners aren’t going to last long around here, Tara thought as she sipped at her coffee, eager to meet their newest teammate—and glad to not be the newbie this time.
And then the man turned around.
Coffee got stuck in Tara’s throat, because of course it did, and then she couldn’t stop coughing.
Which was when Jesse’s gaze swung from George and Mike, whose hands he’d just been shaking, to her. He blanched.
“You okay there, T?” Flannery asked.
“Yeah,” she said around a choking gasp. “Wrong hole.”
“That’s what she said!” at least three of her asshole teammates guffawed, sending everyone into hysterics. Everyone except for her and Jesse.
Jesse. Jesse Anderson. Apparently the new working diver on her team.
Heat roared over Tara’s face, which of course brought more teasing her way, but it was better that everyone thought her embarrassment was over the stupid softball teasing opportunity she’d tossed them than because she’d screwed their new teammate eight hours ago.
The coughing fit finally passed, but still her heart raced and her face burned and those two freaking donuts turned sour and heavy in her belly. How could this be happening?
How could this be happening?
She watched in not a little horror as he made his way around the table, shaking the men’s hands and getting closer to having to say…something…to her. Was he going to make it clear they knew each other? Did she want him to?
Naturally, her nerdy engineer’s brain began drawing up pro and con lists. On the side of acknowledging their familiarity was that it would be super hella awkward to have to pretend they were strangers, and it would also kinda suck to deny the connection they’d shared, when she felt like it’d been so thoroughly based on honesty and openness. And of all the things they’d talked about, how the heck hadn’t they covered their jobs?
It was a full-on head-desk moment.
But on the side of hello, stranger, you must be new around these parts was her gut-deep embarrassment at having slept with a co-worker and the other men maybe figuring that out.
Next to her now, Jesse was shaking Flannery’s hand, which meant it was her turn to try to act like a normal human being. Whatever that meant in this situation, she didn’t have a single clue. Especially when Jesse was so freaking hot. Like, you’d think her body would be in too great a state of panic to notice that. But nooooo. Of course not. Instead, it was like her blood and her skin were attuned to the man, with her scalp remembering the feel of his hand and her clit remembering the suction of his mouth and her core remembering the satisfying fullness of his cock.
Oh, Jesus, Tara, don’t think about his cock.
And naturally that was the moment he moved to stand in front of her. Tara stood to return his handshake. Their gazes collided as their fingers touched, and she thought she saw in his dark eyes the roiling ball of conflicting emotions she felt herself.
“Hey,” he said. And with just that one word in that familiar deep voice, she felt the memory of his arms around her waist and his chin settle on her head, the way it had last night. “Jesse Anderson. Nice to meet you.”
The words kinda hit her like a gut punch. Which was ridiculous when she’d just been debating pretending like she didn’t know him either. “Uh, hey, Jesse,” she managed. “Tara Hunter. Welcome to the team.”
Kaye, Laura. Worth Fighting For: A Warrior Fight Club/Big Sky Novella (Kristen Proby Crossover Collection Book 4). Kindle Locations (711-748). Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated. Kindle Edition.
Working together was not as difficult as Tara thought it would be at least not at first. Trying to not be more was difficult.
I loved this story as they both overcome some hurdles on the way to their happily ever after.
5 Contented Purrs for Laura!
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Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense, including the Hard Ink and upcoming Raven Riders series.
Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal.
She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.