by RJ Scott
Chicago Cop Simon Grant and Sanctuary operative Cain Brodie, have to be the heroes of their own stories, just to stay alive.
Everyone wants Chicago cop, Simon Grant, dead. Armed with an address, he is on the run and heading for Sanctuary, only to end up at the wrong end of a gun. Is it possible the tall amber-eyed man holding the gun is actually going to be able to help him?
Cain Brodie is in charge of Sanctuary’s new Chicago office, C-Tower. His well organised administration day takes an unexpected turn when he has a man wanted for murder right in his gun sights. Thrust into a situation he has no control over suddenly he needs to be the one in control.
Accidental or not, Simon and Cain have to be the heroes of their own stories, just to stay alive.
Cain switched to record whatever Simon said. It was up to him to collect information to support the operatives in the field and push it up the line to Manny Sullivan, whom he reported to.
Simon looked defeated, his hands flat on the desk, his demeanor screaming that he didn’t want to be doing this. For a long time, Cain stared at him. The man clearly had some interesting genes. His hair was black, his eyes a dark brown, and he was muscled and strong. Cain considered how difficult it must have been for him to get a uniform that fitted him. There was Latin heritage somewhere in this man’s blood for sure, and his tanned skin was a testament to that.
Cain imagined his mother’s shock if he brought Simon back for the next family picnic. Simon was just this side of rough around the edges, a hint of danger in his tired, dark eyes. Cain guessed no one argued with Simon when he was out on the streets patrolling.
Then there was the tattoo. Cain’s mother would hate it, his dad would close his eyes in disbelief, but Cain loved tattoos. One thing Cain was good at: observation. The tattoo was on Simon’s right wrist—some complicated twist of shapes that he couldn’t place—and his arms were dusted with dark hair. His nails were short and blunt, his fingers long, and his hands large. But that wasn’t all that interested Cain. Simon’s lips were perfect, tip-tilted, plump and kissable. Not like Cain’s, which he swore had a permanent downturn into a critical-frown position. His ex had called it pouty, and Manny called it girly. Cain called it his cross to bear.
When Simon got into the elevator, Cain couldn’t help his visceral reaction of interest. If you liked your men brooding and in shock that was. And hell, not in a sexual way—Cain didn’t do that instalust shit, and to be fair to his libido, he’d just been told this guy had broken into the garage and was acting very un-cop-like. Still, even with work at the front of his mind, he loved compartmentalizing men in an objective way, and this was one fine-looking man. At that point—in the elevator—Simon had been a person of concern, hence Cain taking Manny’s gun and concealing it, but still, that didn’t mean Cain couldn’t look.
Added to which, Simon had held his weapon with exact purpose, and sue him, but Cain loved that sexy confidence.
He had to push all that aside when the “suspected of murder” thing happened.
“For the record, what’s your name?” Cain asked. That was at least somewhere to start.
Simon looked up. “You know—” He stopped, and the confusion on his face vanished. He had evidently recognized this for what it was, an official record of what was going on. “Simon Grant. Chicago PD.”
“And your partner, Jamie Harrington?”
Pain flickered on Simon’s face. “Yeah, Jamie.”
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RJ Scott has been writing since age six, when she was made to stay in at lunchtime for an infraction involving cookies. She was told to write a story and two sides of paper about a trapped princess later, a lover of writing was born.
As an avid reader herself, she can be found reading anything from thrillers to sci-fi to horror. However, her first real true love will always be the world of romance where she takes cowboys, bodyguards, firemen and billionaires (to name a few) and writes dramatic and romantic stories of love and passion between these men.
With over seventy titles to her name and counting, she is the author of the award winning book, The Christmas Throwaway. She is also known for the Texas series charting the lives of Riley and Jack, and the Sanctuary series following the work of the Sanctuary Foundation and the people it protects.
Her goal is to write stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, that hint of a happily ever after.
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