Very excited about having author T. A. Grey here at
The Mystique. I first came across her work in reading the
Kategan Alpha Series, which I highly recommend.
Now she brings to us Jace: Bodyguards for Hire. :)
Jace
Bodyguards for Hire
Book One
T. A. Grey
T. A. Grey
Genre: Contemporary erotic romance
Publisher: Grey Ink Press
Date of Publication: Aug. 27th, 2013
Word Count: ~55,000
Cover Artist: Melody Simmons of eBookindiecovers
Amazon Kindle | Paperback
Book Description:
One fateful tail-bender leaves Mara Colgen with a hard-on
for Jace Mathews which is not how Mara anticipated meeting the hottest man
alive. Or, rather, one crappy afternoon bodyguard Jace gets a rude awakening
when some cutesy blonde rear-ends his beautiful truck. Now he’s really in for
it. Mara’s pretty, funny, and has the greatest job in the world…
She is a sex toy operator.
Just those three words send Jace into a dream-like coma plagued with erotic imagery featuring the spunky sex toy operator. As luck would have it for Jace, nothing’s easy. Mara comes to him with a problem…one he cannot refuse to help her out with. Someone strange keeps calling Mara, she thinks someone’s been in her house, and worse Jace might be thinking the same thing. Mara needs help and Jace finds he’s the right man to lend a (strong) helping hand—so long as they seal the deal with more than a kiss.
She is a sex toy operator.
Just those three words send Jace into a dream-like coma plagued with erotic imagery featuring the spunky sex toy operator. As luck would have it for Jace, nothing’s easy. Mara comes to him with a problem…one he cannot refuse to help her out with. Someone strange keeps calling Mara, she thinks someone’s been in her house, and worse Jace might be thinking the same thing. Mara needs help and Jace finds he’s the right man to lend a (strong) helping hand—so long as they seal the deal with more than a kiss.
Short Excerpt:
Mara Colgen slammed on the brakes but it didn’t matter. Her
little VW Bug barreled into the beautifully shining black truck.
The air bag exploded, slamming her head backward and making
everything all fuzzy.
“Huh?” she mumbled, blinking slowly.
A high-pitched sound rang in her ears and slowly solidified
like someone turning a dial up. That ringing became her horn which was
constantly wailing. A glance out of the broken windshield made her breath
catch.
A tall, gorgeous, way-too-muscled-to-be-real man was
reaching under her hood looking pissed off. Hot and pissed off. Why hello,
gorgeous, her feminine side purred. He did something under the hood and her
horn stopped blaring. Her eyes flared. He fixed it. She liked this man already.
Any man who was handy with cars was handy in the bedroom, or at last that’s
what she’d heard. She eyed his hand, totally not creepy, and saw no wedding
band on his finger.
His eyes met hers. Yep, he was very pissed off. He looked
down right violent. Then he threw open her car door and got in her face. All
she saw were pretty eyes. The kind that almost looked blue but were really more
gray than blue. He had a black ball cap pulled low over his eyes, a white
t-shirt, jeans, and boots. And he was glaring at her.
“Ahem,” she cleared her throat. “I’m very sorry about all
this. Your truck was very...nice.” She attempted a smile.
His eyes narrowed in an are-you-shitting-me look. “Lady,
what the fuck’s the matter with you? How did you not see me? My truck takes up
most of the damn road.” His eyes flicked down to her lap and his jaw actually
snapped to the side. She could hear it crack. “Fucking texting. You little
bitch, you know that’s against the law for a reason right?”
Her jaw fell open in shock but before she could respond to
his name calling he threw his hand up in her face. Actually threw his hand up.
In her face.
“Don’t wanna hear it, lady. Get your license and
registration. I’m callin’ the cops.”
He left before she could form a reply. Only after he wasn’t
in her face could she take a calm breath. “Well that didn’t go well, Mara.” She
giggled a little, an involuntary response that she swore couldn’t be helped,
and grabbed the necessary items he’d ordered her to get. She met him at his
truck as he was getting off the phone.
“They’ll be by soon to make a report.”
“All right.”
He went back to the back of his truck, shaking his head.
From his profile she noticed he had a hard, sleek jawline covered in rough
stubble several days too thick, and hollowed cheek bones. He had a hard looking
forehead.
He was mumbling under his breath about women drivers and
texting. That’s where she had to stop him. Hot or not, he was wrong about her.
“Listen here, hot cakes, I wasn’t texting. I don’t text.”
His eyes snapped to her, looked her body up and down then he
cocked a brow. “Oh yeah? Well I don’t believe that bullshit for a second.”
“I was actually on the phone,” she corrected.
He threw up his arms, shaking his head. “That’s illegal in
this state, lady.”
“Oh, I’ve upgraded from bitch. Very nice.” She couldn’t help
smiling at him.
His brow pinched forward. “Now is not the time for jokes.
You just wrecked my rear end.”
Speaking of, her gaze fell down to his ass and verified that
indeed it looked as hot as the rest of him. Mmm, mmm, good as her friends would
say.
“Excuse me, did you just check out my ass?”
She made a perfect oh did I just do that? face. “Maybe.” She
cocked her head, gauging his response.
He looked like he might say something, then shook his head.
“If you think being cute with me is gonna get you out of this then you’re shit
out of luck.” He took out his phone and started snapping pictures of the
wreckage. She quickly did the same, since he just reminded her she should be
doing that.
Standing next to him trying not to smile, and utterly
failing, she snapped pictures for her insurance company. “So you think I’m
cute?”
“What the fuck?” Shaking his head, he made some noise
between laugh and disbelief. “Hand over your license and registration.”
Snickering at his cop-voice, she handed him the docs. He
looked them over, paying special interest to her driver’s license. She knew
what he’d find there: 5’5”, brown eyes, blonde, and a weight she refused to
even think aloud. Not too shabby if she did say so herself. Which she did often
while checking herself out in the mirror after a shower.
“Oh just a sec,” she said, suddenly remembering. She grabbed
her business card out of her wallet and handed it to him. “Here’s my business
card. Keep it. In case there’s any problems along the way. I’ll be sure to fix
your truck. I really am sorry. If it helps, I’ve only been in two accidents
before.”
He took the card but didn’t look at her. “Two? Lady, you
make that sound like it’s not a lot.”
“It isn’t.”
“You know how many accidents I’ve caused in my life? Zero.”
“Well aren’t you fancy.” Her lips twitched again. Who knew
teasing such a big, sexy man would be so much fun.
He sent her a withering glare then looked down at her card.
It was a light pink with red, fancy lettering. “Mara Colgen, sex toy
operator...” he said the words slowly as if not understanding them.
“Yes.” Honestly, one of her favorite parts about having her
job was the reactions she got when people found out.
“You are a sex toy operator,” he said again.
“Mmhmm. Sure am.” Another winning smile. He didn’t even lift
his gaze from the card.
“Tell me darlin’ what does that actually mean?”
Oh, now she was darlin’? Oh how her position had moved up in
the world. She was bitch only five minutes ago. “Well, as you can see from that
card I work at Aphrodite’s Love and we are one of the biggest designers and
distributers of adult sex toys. I’m a tester. I also help the production team
tweak designs and things like that.”
“You...” he scratched the back of his head, flicked his gaze
down her body again, then continued in that slow, measured way. “Your job is to
try out sex toys for a living?
About the Author:
I love to write the kind of stories that will keep you up
late at night and make your heart pound. It's my goal to make each new book
better, more exciting, and more action-packed to keep thrilling you. I'm always
trying to push the boundaries with my imagination, and yours, to create
something new and different.
Open up one of my novels and you will find hot, erotic stories that will make you laugh out loud, cry, and fly through the pages. I write addictive love stories and I hope you like them.
Visit my website to learn more about my books at www.tagrey.com
Open up one of my novels and you will find hot, erotic stories that will make you laugh out loud, cry, and fly through the pages. I write addictive love stories and I hope you like them.
Visit my website to learn more about my books at www.tagrey.com
Website: http://tagrey.com/index.html
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorTaGrey
2 comments:
Thank you for dropping by T.A.
Thank you so much for having me here...and for trying the Kategan Alphas. :)
T. A. Grey
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