Here's a teaser from Salvaging Abby, book 4 of the Marks Mercenaries series.
Vaden swore under
his breath. He lowered his weapon and slowly removed his helmet, facing the
woman who called herself Abe. Because now that he’d had time to study her, he
had no doubt in his mind that the person holding a weapon on him was indeed
female.
And he happened to
know exactly who she was. “Hello, Abigail.”
He took the blast
to the chest, staggering back a step. She’d shot him. The little vixen had
actually shot him. She was just like her brother Flynn. Shoot first and ask
questions later.
He caught himself
before he grinned. Then he lunged forward as she tried to detach from his ship.
He grabbed her arm and dragged her onto his vessel.
She fought him,
ramming her elbows against his ribs, stomping her foot against his instep. But
he felt none of it through his high-tech battlesuit. “Let me go, you son of a
bitch,” she yelled. She fired again, this time hitting the door. It slid shut,
the ship assumed it was being attacked and automatically went on total
lockdown.
“Stop,” he
ordered. He grabbed her hand and held the weapon down. “I’m not going to hurt
you. Drop the blaster.”
“Not on your life,
buddy.”
Vaden was not used
to being disobeyed. As a commander in the Gravasian space fleet, he was
accustomed to his men following orders without question. Maybe it was only
women who didn’t listen. First his intended bride and now this woman.
He increased the
pressure on her hand until she was forced to release the weapon. It clattered
to the deck floor. She whirled in his arms and struck out, managing to land a
solid hit to his chin. There was enough force behind it that it rocked his head
back.
“Enough,” he
roared. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He wrapped his arms around her so she
couldn’t punch him again.
Her eyes glittered
with anger and fear. Her smell was light and airy, like flowers. The chest
protector she wore hid her attributes from him, but there was no denying she
was all woman.
Her thick lashes
came down, momentarily blocking his view of her eyes. She was breathing
heavily, but she stilled, like a hunted creature waiting for an opportunity to
flee.
Vaden was also
breathing heavily, and it wasn’t because he was tired. The little skirmish with
her was nothing to him. He could fight for hours on end without stopping. He
was Gravasian—fit and in his prime. And she was a woman, softer and weaker.
She glanced up at
him, and he was lost in the depths of her eyes. He leaned down before he
realized what he was doing and skimmed his lips over hers.
She sucked in a
breath. “What? What are you doing?”
“I’m kissing you.”
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