What happens undercover, stays under covers.
Jessica Hartley is looking for answers surrounding the mysterious car accident that nearly claimed the life of her best friend. She’s willing to risk it all, even her fledgling business, to find the person responsible and bring them to justice.
Nate Steele is more than willing to help Jessica, but for reasons all his own. He’s been watching the infamous Maxwell Office Solutions for some time now, convinced thereís more going on than meets the eye. When his chief issues a cease and desist order yet again, Nate has no choice but to accept inexperienced Jessica as an undercover partner outside the letter of the law.
Will Jessica and Nate be able to flush out Maxwell’s elusive villain, or will their growing attraction for each other sabotage their undercover ploy? Motives aren’t always what they seem when Jessica finds herself armed with Steele.
CONTENT WARNING: Beware drool-worthy men in uniform, touchy-feely coworkers, and vindictive ex-girlfriends.
A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance | Hometown Heroes
“So, what are you proposing we do?”
Nate leaned forward, eyes gleaming. “How would you feel about becoming a brunette?”
“Or red, perhaps?”
“You…you want me to color my hair?”
In all my life I’d never veered from my natural shade of dirty blonde. Never had the courage to risk experimenting with something so…so out there for all to see. And now here was Nate, throwing the idea out like it was as easy a decision as whether or not my lunch combo should come with a side of fries or onion rings.
“That, and maybe update the style a bit.”
I grabbed my long locks protectively. “I am not going to let you cut all my hair off!”
“Oh, no!” he said quickly. “I just meant getting you a cut that’s a little more stylish.”
I looked down at a fist full of split ends, self-confidence dwindling. “What’s wrong with the style I have now?”
He walked over to stand behind me. Two warm, strong hands perched on my shoulders, and a pair of thumbs begin to knead my over-tense muscles. Damn, he was good. In an instant I was putty in his hands.
“Nothing. We just need to make sure there’s no way that anyone will be able to make the connection between you and Grace.”
The mention of Grace’s name snapped me out of backrub la-la land. I stared out the window and tried to convince myself that a hair overhaul was no big deal. That fudging my resume, applying for a job I didn’t want, and working undercover, were also no big deals.
“You having second thoughts?”
“No,” I lied, thankful he couldn’t see my face. Afraid I’d look weak. Or worse--vulnerable.
“You’ll be fine,” he said, his voice soothing, confident. “All of this--the job, the hair, the clothes--it’s just temporary. Once you get in at Maxwell, and we figure out who tried to hurt Grace and why, we can bag our villain and then you can go back to being the cute, blonde, computer wiz everyone knows and adores.”
Tension reclaimed its stake on my back but I said nothing, my mind too busy trying to process the fact that Nate had just called me cute.
His hands gave my shoulders one last little squeeze, then stepped to the side, reached down and gently lifted my face towards his. “Okay?”
I nodded. Fought the sudden urge I had to stand, wrap my arms around his waist, and rest my head on his broad chest. It surprised and scared me both. I found myself wondering why this handsome, compassionate…
“Perfect.” He gave my chin a quick rap with his knuckle and walked back over to the table. “My sister works at a salon near the mall. I’ll give her a call tomorrow, and then let you know what time she can get you in. Once she’s worked her magic, you can head on out to Maxwell to apply for that job.”
…bossy, obnoxious, pushy cop was any different from the rest.
Kyra Jacobs is a happily married, mother of two, who grew up in Indiana. When she’s not pounding out scenes for her next book, she’s likely goofing around with her husband and kids, or elbow-deep in snapdragons and Lamb’s Ear in one of her many flower gardens. She also loves to golf (though, golf doesn’t really love her) and to jam on the bass in Guitar Hero.
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