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Cade & Brooke

H.O.T. Strike Team 2, Book 1

She’s damaged…

Brooke Sullivan’s carefully ordered existence is spiraling out of control. A year ago, she was violently abducted by a terrorist group and nearly killed. She’s worked hard to get her life back on track—moving to a new house, changing careers, going on a couple of dates. When she witnesses a murder, she’s plunged into a new nightmare. And as the past threatens to repeat itself, she’s not sure she’ll survive this time.

He’s ruthless…

Cade “Saint” Rodgers never forgot the beautiful girl he talked to at the wedding of his commanding officer. Now she’s in trouble, and he’s the one tasked with protecting her. Brooke is terrified of men like him—a Black Ops soldier for whom violence is a way of life—which makes falling for her a terrible idea. But that won’t stop Cade from using every sensual trick he’s got to make her believe anything is possible if only she wants it badly enough.

Together, they’re combustible…

As danger draws closer, it’ll take all of Cade’s strength—and all of Brooke’s determination—to learn how to let go of the past and trust each other. But it might not be enough. To keep her safe, he may have to let her go forever…

The Hostile Operations Team is a covert military Black Ops unit. Their motto is Where None Dare. H.O.T. operators come from all branches of the military. The only criteria for membership: they must be the best of the best!

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He thought for a minute, wondering if he should go in the direction he wanted to go or not. He’d either scare her or he’d get her mind off the things worrying her. So you’re in bed, he began. What are you wearing?

He added a winky face and hoped she didn’t take offense.

She sent back a laughing-so-hard-I’m crying emoji. What’s next, Cade? A dick pic?

He snorted. No way. I don’t send dick pics. It has to be seen in person to be believed.

Oh my God, you did not just imply your dick is amazing, did you?

You said it, not me. He sent the wow emoji back.

She sent back an eggplant. He laughed. This girl was too fun.

You planning to tell me what you’re wearing or not?

Brooke: I’m wearing my Wonder Woman jammies. T-shirt, shorts, no bra. Very exciting.

Cade: I could get excited about that. How short are the shorts?

Brooke: Very.

Don’t suppose you’d send a selfie? He added the laughing emoji.

She didn’t respond and he figured he’d scared her off. But then a picture came across his phone and his heart practically stopped. Her face wasn’t in it, but there was a close up shot of boobs stretching her shirt and little tiny shorts hiked up to the tops of her thighs. She was lying in bed, soft light spilling over her skin.

Cade’s dick went from zero to sixty in a heartbeat.