Breaking All the Rules
D.A.R.K Cover, Inc. ~
Publisher: Twisted E Publishing
One night of passion can lead to anything, for a woman and her boss,
can it—will it lead to happily ever after?
A member of D.A.R.K. Cover, Inc., Kristopher “Wild” Wilder is taking a
few days of R&R in Belize after his last mission. There he meets a woman
who sets his blood on fire and the night they share is explosive to say
the least. Little does he know, she’s the woman his brothers’ hired to
be their company’s newest pilot. After the passion in Belize, he looks
forward to continuing the connection. Problem: she isn’t on board with
Alyse Lamar is a damn good pilot. She’s taken this new job for a few
reasons but when she realizes she’s slept with one of her new bosses,
she isn’t sure it’s the best place for her to remain. She can’t seem to
keep her hands off him, nor him her. Her strict rule about never mixing
business with pleasure is taking one heck of a beating.
Wild is many things, a quitter isn’t one of them. He wants this feisty
woman and knows she wants him just as much. He vows to find a way past
her walls and make her understand that what began as one night in Belize
is worth breaking all the rules and can lead to forever.
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She stuck her hands in her pockets and made her way down the
beach. Not far away, a group of mixed aged people were
dancing along the water. The guys there beckoned her and she
went willingly. Time passed as she danced and sweated to the
Arms up, she shook her hips, lower lip caught in her teeth.
Through the crowd of spectators, her gaze landed on a man
who watched her hungrily. His dark blond hair, shone golden
in the sun’s rays. He stood braced shoulder-width apart,
muscular arms crossed and a drink in one hand.
From here, she couldn’t identify eye color but all she could
see, was nice. Oh, so nice. He gave her a brief nod and
wriggled his fingers in her direction. Her grin turned saucy
and she crooked a finger at him.
He tipped back his drink, placed the bottle in the sand, and
strode toward her. The sun gleamed off his bare tanned skin
as he prowled closer. Mediterranean blue eyes honed in on
her face as he reached out and snagged her around the waist
with one arm.
Electricity sparked out from his touch and spread throughout
her. Pelvises rubbing against one another, her core
temperature skyrocketed. His touch, the catalyst to the
burning embers created from the output of energy from her
dancing. Alyse rested her arms over his shoulders as they
continued to keep the beat and grind with the music.
That very thing segued to a slow romantic song. Her
mysterious dance partner moved a few sweaty tendrils to rest
behind her ear. She laced her fingers behind his neck.
“Hi,” he murmured. He placed his hands on her ass, ensuring
to keep them pressed together.
His thick length was unavoidable. But then, if he were
willing she’d not be avoiding it at all.
“Are we exchanging names?” His voice was sin on earth,
making her think along the lines of all kinds of
He moved one hand to the center of her back, bringing her
closer still as he nuzzled her neck. He smelled like man,
adventure, and sweat. A great smell, in her humble opinion.
“Does it matter?”
“Only if you want me to call your name out in bed tonight.”
Heat spiked and she smiled as she dragged her fingers
through the short hair on the back of his head.
“Alyse.” She murmured in his ear and nipped the lobe. “And
A thrill kicked through her. “Do you live up to your name?”
“I’ll ask you that in the morning.” That statement was laced
with more promise than she’d faced in her life. He wasn’t
worried and knew he would deliver. She liked his arrogance.
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