This is something new I'm going to start doing on Thursdays.
We're going to revisit one of my old books with a sneak peek excerpt from it.
Today's book is Operation: Endgame.
EXCERPT:
Once
Cassie was up and out of bed and sipping a cup of coffee, the prospect of going
to work was looking like a more viable possibility. Her body was definitely
achy, but with the exception of her broken collar bone, everything seemed to be
in working, albeit a bit slow, order.
They
just had one serious problem she didn’t think Jake had considered. But they
were friends and it’s not like he hadn’t seen her naked before, so she looked
at him and tried not to blush. “Um, Jake, I need to go take a shower, but I’m
going to need your help.” She gestured towards her right shoulder which had
been bound up in a sling since she got home. “Until my collar heals a little
bit, I can’t get my shirt on and off. I also don’t think I’m going to be able
to wash my hair by myself. Do you think you can help me?”
Jake
looked at Cassie trying to take in what she was saying, but all that seemed to
sink into his psyche were thoughts of Cassie naked, wet, and in his arms. The
lust that had been simmering since he crawled into bed with her the night
before surged through his system and directly into his cock.
Cassie
was obviously concerned because he wasn’t answering. He just couldn’t get
enough blood to his brain to get his mouth to work. “Jake, I’m sorry. I just
don’t think I can do this by myself. Maybe I should call Julie or Penelope.”
Jake
finally found the ability to speak. “No, no, don’t be ridiculous. Of course, I
can help you. Are you ready to go right now?”
Cassie
tried to ignore the butterflies that had started up in her stomach. This was
just Jake. No reason for this reaction. He was simply helping her as a friend.
“Yes,” she said and she hoped Jake hadn’t noticed the quiver in her voice.
Jake
and Chris had helped Cassie rebuild this bathroom, but he hadn’t remembered the
huge claw-foot tub that was front and center in the bathroom when she made the
request. As he looked at it now, he had an idea. “Hey Cass, how about a bath
rather than a shower so I can stay dressed and dry through this process?”
She
quirked an eyebrow at him, “That doesn’t sound quite fair to me, but it’s
probably a good idea. Let me just get it filled up.”
He
waved her aside. “Let me do it for you.”
She
handed him the bottle of bubble bath with the instructions, “Lots of this. I
need the camouflage of the bubbles.”
“Where’s
the fun in that?”
She
laughed, “Exactly.”
Finally
the bathtub was full and steaming with gorgeous fluffy bubbles and there was no
avoiding the inevitable. Jake came around behind her and gently loosened the
straps of the arm brace and slipped it over her head and off her arm. He
unbuttoned the buttons on her shirt and slowly lowered the sleeves down her arms
trying not to jostle her right arm. She wasn’t meeting his eyes as she started
working her sweatpants down her legs using her good left arm. Jake tried to
maintain detachment as he grasped her sweatpants from her and slid them down
her long toned legs. He hissed an indrawn breath as he saw the dark blue,
green, and purple bruises that lined the entire length of the right side of her
body. She was standing there in the purple bra and panty set he’d pulled out of
her drawer the night before to take to the hospital. They actually matched many
of the bruises that were the same shades. But even with the bruises, she looked
absolutely breathtakingly beautiful. The matching set looked so much better on
her in real life than they had when he imagined them as he pulled them out of
her drawer. He swallowed hard and took a bracing deep breath. He could do this.
Cassie
watched the myriad of emotions cross Jake’s face as he helped her out of her
clothes. She stopped him now though with a hand cupping the side of his face.
“Jake, relax. It’s just me, the girl you used to tie to the tree and abandon
when we were little.”
Jake
gave a self-effacing chuckle. “Can we not talk about bondage when you’re
standing there looking so gorgeous in just your underwear and about to get naked?”
The
comment was so out of left field and Jake had such a look of pain on his face
that Cassie had to laugh. “Relax, Jake, we can do this. We’re adults.”
“Again,
not helping, because I don’t need to be thinking adult thoughts right now,
trust me.”
“Okay,
well talking about it isn’t helping so let’s just get it over with, okay.”
“Okay.”
Jake moved around behind Cassie and unhooked her bra and slowly slid it off her
shoulders studiously avoiding looking at her breasts. He then quickly slid her
panties down her legs and helped settle her into the water where she gave an
audible groan from the feeling of the warm water soaking into her sore muscles.
“Cassie,
you’re killing me.” Jake shut his eyes and groaned a bit himself.
Cassie
looked at him and considered, “Why don’t you go out while I get clean? We can
wash my hair last after I wash everything else.”
Jake
nodded, visibly swallowing hard. “That sounds like a good idea. Just holler
when you need me to come back.” He quickly slid out the door where he collapsed
against the wall trying to regulate his breathing and erection. Even bruised
and hurting, she was so incredibly sexy. She was killing him, because he had to
be dying from the lack of blood in his brain. How long could a man function
while maintaining an erection? The commercial said more than four hours was
reason for concern. By his calculations, he had pretty much been rock hard now
for twelve solid hours with no relief in sight. His own shower today was going
to be a long, cold one. He ran a hand through his hair as he thought about
heading back in there again, just as he heard Cassie call his name.
He
took in a fortifying breath, rearranged his cock which was going to be
permanently etched with the zipper impression from his jeans, and turned the handle
on the door.
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It’s been six months…
Six months since Jake Madsen let Chris Robertson die.
Six months since the passion between Jake and Cassie, Chris’ sister, stepped over the line.
But now Cassie’s being stalked and it’s time for Jake to swallow his guilt, grief, and lust so he can save her life, even if it’s a life without him. He owes it to his dead friend and he owes it to Cassie. He’s fallen in love with her, but she doesn’t have to know that for him to keep her safe.
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