The Last Straw Blurb, Excerpt and Giveaway!

 

Blurb: Ally Tobin left New York after one too many bad dates, determined to rebuild a stable life and career as a private investigator in Silicon Valley. But when the man she knew as one name walks into her office with another, will her curiosity once again lead her to risk her heart?

The last thing Special Agent Jared Green needs is "security risk" stamped on the resume of his latest undercover identity. Especially by the woman his job forced him to leave in New York without any explanation. She may threaten his cover, but it's his heart on the line.

He's good at playing a part. She's good at catching a fake. Can they trust enough to give love another chance?

Excerpt:

     He sauntered through the door, a white, button-down shirt tucked into belted khakis. When his dark gaze found her, he stopped. Stared. Her throat dried and a rustling motion stirred in her abdomen.

     “Hi. I’m Darren Ray.”

     Keep your cool, she commanded herself, standing and reaching across the desk. His hand was rough.

     She yanked her hand back and waved at the chair. “Please, have a seat.” He waited for her to sit before settling in the visitor’s chair. “So, Darren, according to this, you’re being considered for a programmer position in the IT department. Tell me about your background.”

     A professional mask settled over his features. “As you can see on my résumé, I have several years of consulting experience.”

     “Tell me something about your experience as a mechanic.” Working on his prized old Mustang had been a favorite hobby.

     The corner of his mouth twitched. “What do you mean? That’s not in my résumé.”

     “You don’t have the hands of a programmer. More of a mechanic.” Oh, his hands.

     “Okay, you got me.” He was going to confess. This should be good. “When I’m not programming computers I’m working on my car.”

     “And what were you doing in New York City?”

     He reached across her desk for a piece of paper, plucked a pen from its stand and scrawled something. When she took the note their fingers brushed. Meet me for dinner at Pico’s at 7. I’ll explain everything. Can’t talk here.

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