Rebecca Zanetti's BLIND FAITH ~Excerpt & Giveaway~
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A betrayal he couldn't forget . . .
For Nate Dean, love is a four-letter word. As part of a secret black-ops military unit, he and his brothers were genetically engineered by the government to be ruthless soldiers with an expiration date. They were loyal only to one another . . . until Nate laid eyes on the woman who stole his heart and blew his world apart. Now, years later, his family is still paying the price for his mistake. But as time runs out, there's only one person who can save his family: the very woman Nate swore he'd never trust again.
A love she couldn't deny . . .
The moment Audrey Madison spies Nate across a crowded ballroom, she can barely breathe. He's just as undeniably sexy as she remembers, yet there's an edge to him now that's as irresistible as it is dangerous. When he asks for her help, Audrey can't refuse. But she has secrets of her own--secrets that, if Nate ever discovers them, may cost them both their lives . . .
For Nate Dean, love is a four-letter word. As part of a secret black-ops military unit, he and his brothers were genetically engineered by the government to be ruthless soldiers with an expiration date. They were loyal only to one another . . . until Nate laid eyes on the woman who stole his heart and blew his world apart. Now, years later, his family is still paying the price for his mistake. But as time runs out, there's only one person who can save his family: the very woman Nate swore he'd never trust again.
A love she couldn't deny . . .
The moment Audrey Madison spies Nate across a crowded ballroom, she can barely breathe. He's just as undeniably sexy as she remembers, yet there's an edge to him now that's as irresistible as it is dangerous. When he asks for her help, Audrey can't refuse. But she has secrets of her own--secrets that, if Nate ever discovers them, may cost them both their lives . . .
New York Times bestselling author
Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer,
college professor, and a hearing examiner - only to culminate it all in
stories about Alpha males and the women who claim
them. She is a member of RWA, has won awards for her works throughout
the industry, and has a journalism degree with a poly sci emphasis from
Pepperdine University as well as a Juris Doctorate from the University
of Idaho.
Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day-or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.
Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day-or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.
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“I’m sorry I hurt
you.” She pulled her legs to sit
cross-legged on the sofa.
“So why did you?”
She picked at a
mar in the cushion. “We became too
close, and the commander knew you wanted a life outside of the military
group. He said either I ended our relationship,
or you were going to die as an example to the rest of his soldiers.”
Nate lifted his
chin. “So you trusted him over me.”
“I figured out
why you broke up with me. But again, you
trusted the commander over me. I
would’ve figured out a way for us.”
Determination and anger blazed hot in his eyes. “You had no right to make that decision for
both of us.”
She gasped, anger
spiraling through her. “This is about
your ego? You beating the
commander?” Ending her relationship with
him had nearly killed her, and he couldn’t see that? Standing, she kicked her heels out of the
way. “Fuck you, Nate.”
He grabbed her
elbow and yanked her back around without making a sound of moving. “My ego?
No. This is about you being too
frightened to take a chance, to make a stand, and to fight for us, for what you
said you wanted.”
Oh, if he had any
damn clue about her fight.
She shoved his
chest. Hard.
The man didn’t
move an inch.
“Let go of me,”
she said, her chin rising.
“No.” Then his mouth was on hers. The gentleness always alive in Nate had fled,
leaving heated, pissed-off male.
Her knees
weakened, and her breath heated. She
opened her mouth to protest, to argue, but his tongue swept inside, and she was
lost. Lost to the passion instantly
igniting between them.
Her nipples
hardened to rock, while her nails curled into his chest, no longer pushing.
He yanked her
into him, taking control. His tongue
explored her, tasting, claiming. Taking
with a lava-hot desperation so hot it should’ve scared her. Should’ve provided warning that she was out
of her element.
But fear remained
so far in the background as to be inconsequential.
Or maybe she just
wanted to feel alive. For the first time
in five years, the pain of the present, the fatality of the future—disappeared.
Only here and now
existed—only pleasure so sharp it cut through her with a delicious blade of
ecstasy. One man on earth could provide
such an overwhelming escape, and she wanted the freedom he offered. A temporary relief from the reality of her
life, of who’d she’d become and what she must do now.
So she jumped
head-first into the storm he’d unleashed, her tongue mating with his. A low growl rumbled up from his chest like a
lion about to attack.
He reached down
and tugged her still-buttoned blouse over the top of her head. Cool air brushed her skin, and her nipples
sang a whispering hello. She protested when he jerked his mouth free
and then sighed when he nipped her jaw, tracing the fragile bone.
Fire lashed from
his mouth and through her, assaulting her with a need too dark to avoid. She held no illusions that this was one night
to scratch an itch. She’d given her heart
to Nate years ago, but no future existed for them.
She had this
moment, and she was experiencing every second, no matter how quickly it ended.
Somehow her bra
ended up across the room.
“Oh God,” he
murmured, his gaze hot and on her breasts.
“These haunt my dreams.” His
mouth found her, licking along her breast and engulfing a nipple.
She sighed, her
hands burrowing through his thick hair and clenching tight. Both knees weakened, and only a strong arm
banding around her waist held her upright.
Her wildest
memories didn’t come close to the hunger replacing all thought. A smart girl would stop him. She didn’t want to be smart, and she didn’t
want careful. She wanted right now.
He switched to
the other breast, laving and sucking, nipping with a hint of violence that shot
liquid to her thighs.
Finally, he
lifted up, his unique eyes a color she’d never seen. Not gray nor black, but something
in-between. “Audrey?”
The low, guttural
tone nearly propelled her right over the edge into orgasm.
She swallowed,
trying to force out words. “One night, Nate. Just us.
You, me, and now. No past, no
future.”
Regret twisted
his lips, and desperation flashed across his face. He wanted to refuse, to maybe protect them
both.
The time for
protecting them had disappeared five years ago.
She felt an apology shine in her eyes as she reached out and cupped his
erection. Full and pulsing, even through
the jeans, his cock overwhelmed her palm in size and heat.
A furious
struggle cut grooves into his rugged face.
She squeezed.
His eyelids shut,
and when they reopened, the fight was over.
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