From the author of The Farther I Fall comes an action-filled romance in which two lovers discover that the best thing about being lost is having someone find you…CIA operative Lee Wheeler is glad to be back in the field, even if the assignment is at a backwater station in Colombia—what he considers punishment for crossing lines in an attempt to save his brother’s life. Either way, he’s ready for action. But he never could have predicted the action he’s about to get…

Doctor Zoe Rodriguez is in charge of a clinic in a tiny town on the edge of the rain forest. She’s still dealing with a traumatic experience she had in Mexico—a trauma she wouldn’t have survived if it weren’t for Lee. So when they unexpectedly cross paths again, unresolved wounds rise to the surface, and their mutual passion flares to life.

But when a new threat reveals itself, Lee and Zoe’s reunion takes on echoes of the past that may ruin their
chance for a future.

Set in a small town in the jungles of Columbia, this story takes us on quite the adventure. Zoe is the director of the small clinic with 2 other doctors and a couple of nurses. This is her first assignment outside the US since she was kidnapped in Mexico.

When she runs into Lee Wheeler who rescued her in Mexico she tries to sneak away unseen. Of course this is impossible in such a small town. He is there investigating, leads on the group claiming responsibility for the bombing of the Headquarters of Médecins International .

When things between Lee and Zoe get hotter and steamier than the Columbian weather, she finds herself fighting the attraction.

Then at odds with Lee over an incident that could put her clinic in danger, she heads off to do some visits to outlying villages. In an effort to help she winds up knowing something she shouldn’t and her life and that of her nurse are in danger.

I found myself holding my breath at parts of this book, it’s dangerous, exciting, sexy, and impossible to put down.

As soon as the guards left the room, the man rose to his knees and leaned over, shaking the hood off. He was
definitely a tourist. His dark hair was cropped close and gleaming; she couldn’t tell if it was dark brown or black. He had the same expensive look as his jeans. His fair skin was clear and clean shaven with just a hint of shadow, and he had the sort of profile she’d only ever seen on a movie or television screen. He wouldn’t be here long. Either he had a family with money or he worked for a company that would want him back. She realized he was giving her the same level of scrutiny, and felt a small rush of fear. They were both bound, so surely he couldn’t hurt her, but there was something dangerous in his eyes. Which is why she didn’t expect them to soften the way they did. “Zoe Rodriguez?”

She was too startled to answer, but just nodded.

He glanced toward the locked door and pushed himself to a crouch, the movement oddly graceful. She fought not to flinch when he came over to her. “My name’s Lee Wheeler. I’m with the CIA. I’m going to get you out of here.”

The sudden lump in her throat caught her by surprise. She tried to keep her face schooled as she studied him. There was no trace of anything but sincerity in his blue eyes. “How do I know you’re telling the truth?”

“You don’t.” He flashed a quick, humorless grin. “I’m not precisely carrying my credentials at the moment.”
Another careful look over his shoulder. “Trust me until we’re out of here, and I promise I’ll show you all the proof you need.”

Zoe’s throat ached and her eyes were stinging. She would not cry in front of a stranger, but the relief was threatening to overwhelm her. “Why?” she said. “I mean, I’m nobody.”

“Médecins International doctor, working as an emergency surgeon in a refugee camp in Oaxaca—that doesn’t sound like nobody to me.” He started to say something else but froze, then threw himself over to where the guards had initially pushed him.

The hood.

Talks With Fists came in with the filthy bucket that served as a toilet, then dropped it, cursing and yelling at Lee to close his eyes. Lee did, but the guard cuffed him across the cheek before pulling the hood over his head again.

Blurb:

Sometimes when you fall, you land just where you need to be…

Gwen Tennison got out of Afghanistan alive but scarred–and then got stuck on her sister’s couch. When she’s offered a job managing the U.S. tour for rock music’s hottest, most troubled star, it seems like just the thing to snap her out of her post-injury funk. Her instructions are simple: start the shows on time, and keep him clean.

But Lucas Wheeler may be more than she can handle. Though he’s drug-free, he still feels the need, and his
gorgeous, capable new tour manager is a challenge he can’t ignore. Fame and infamy have forced Lucas to protect his heart, but soon he finds himself craving Gwen’s touch, and yearning to give her control. And Gwen might feel the same way.

But it’s not just the mutual heat between them that is keeping Gwen on her toes. Someone is following Lucas
from city to city. With more than just her job on the line Gwen must decide how much she’s willing to risk to
keep Lucas safe.

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 Lisa Nicholas
I’ve always called Michigan home, despite some deep family roots in Kentucky. When I was five, I asked for a typewriter for Christmas because I knew I wanted to write books. I realized then that the blank white space needed words, and panicked. These days the blank white space is on a computer screen instead of paper, and there’s usually less panic and better spelling. Usually.My first love has always been for stories that have larger-than-life heroines and heroes fighting an epic battle against evil or having an epic romance-or even better, both. If I’m not writing, I’m feeding my story addiction any way I can: raiding Netflix, pillaging my local bookstore and library, and (most recently) tearing my way through the comics archive at Marvel. I live with a ridiculously adorable dog and possibly more cats than is sensible.

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