I’ll be doing a cover reveal soon. Kris Norris has, yet again, used her magic for good and made a stunning cover for my boys.
So I thought I would share the blurb and a couple snippets from the book itself.
What chance do a thief and a superhero have at finding happily ever after…together?
Cam Ward thought finding the love of his life was the start of the best thing that had ever happened to him. He couldn’t have been more wrong. Not only did James walk out without a word, he’d hidden more about who he really was than he’d shared. But even heartbreak didn’t compare to the hell that followed.
Abducted and experimented on, altered down to his DNA, Cam doesn’t know who—or what—he is, anymore. Fighting against the memories, the changes that have been forced on him, he tries to go back to a normal life. But Cam isn’t normal, and the threat against him—and who knows how many others—remains.
Determined to make up for past mistakes, James Ashford is doing what he does best. Getting answers—any way he can. He’s made a life living on the fringes of the law. Who better to unearth the people who’d stolen months of Cam’s life than a man who made a living as a thief? And this is one job James isn’t giving up on.
But the clock’s ticking. Can Cam trust him? Can they get back any of what was lost? Or are they just stealing time before it all falls apart again?
It was like a punch to the gut—seeing Cameron, again.
He’d prepared himself for it. Planned and plotted and had everything all lined up and squared away in his head. He’d thought he was ready. But, when Cameron got out of the car and stood, all of that disappeared. All that existed was the man he’d been forced to walk away from. Who had been left unprotected, who had been taken and held for months. His chest ached, and he struggled to breathe. His skin prickled, and he swayed slightly on his feet. His palms itched with the need to reach out and touch. Touch Cameron. Hold Cameron. Feel Cameron.
The intensity of his reaction surprised him.
And James Ashford didn’t care for surprises.
He huffed a silent laugh—careful not to draw attention to where he stood hidden in the shadows. He’d never liked surprises. The unexpected caused chaos and ruined carefully made plans, and James preferred things…predictable. For himself, anyway. If his plans, his actions caused others chaos? So be it, so long as it didn’t interfere with his life.
But Cameron… Well, James had never been one to lie to himself and wasn’t about to start, now. Cameron Ward had been the surprise of James’s life. Had turned everything upside, blasted all of James’s plans to hell.
And made him yearn for more.
Fuck his life.
James pulled away slowly, moving his hands to cup Cameron’s face.
“Mmm.” Cameron licked his lips then, opening his eyes, smiled. “Bedroom?”
Clearly, James took too long answering, or something in his expression tipped Cameron off, because he stepped back, an incredulous look on his face.
He reached up and shoved James’s hands away before putting more space between them. “I’m the one that’s pissed, I’m the one that has a reason to stop this, to slam that door shut, and you’re going to? Why?” He dropped his gaze to James’s crotch, lifted a brow. “And don’t even tell me you don’t want to fuck, because I see, and I felt, how much you want it. So, what the hell, James?”
“Yes, I want it. It’s…it’s you—of course I do,” James said quickly. “But I don’t think we should. Not after everything that’s happened tonight. Hell, not with everything that’s happened between us. Babe, we really need to talk first, not jump into bed impulsively.”
“You think I’m not able to make that choice, right now? Why? Because shit happened, and I passed out? I’m fine, and I’m perfectly capable of making up my own mind about sex.”
“It’s more than that,” James insisted. “It’s everything that happened between us, what you went through the past several months, and yes, tonight factors in. I don’t want you to regret this come morning.”
“Well, thank fuck I have you looking out for me. What would I have ever done without you making sure I don’t have regrets?” Cameron dragged his palms down his face then laughed. “This is just perfect. Instead of waking up tomorrow, maybe having regrets or second thoughts, but at least feeling satisfied from a good hard fuck, I regret opening myself up for this bullshit, right this fucking second. So, thanks for that.”