Series: 7 Brides for 7 Soldiers #4
Published by Self Published on 11/14/17
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Navy SEAL Wyatt Chandler loves the pulse-pounding, adrenaline-spiking tempo of Special Ops. But when a teammate dies in his arms during a mission gone wrong, he decides it’s time to hang up his combat boots before he becomes the next casualty. He can’t let his grandmother—the woman who raised him after his parents died—go through that kind of pain ever again.
But going home isn’t as easy as it sounds, and he has no idea what to do now that he’s no longer HALO-jumping into enemy territory. When he gets a chance to use his skills and play bodyguard to an heiress, he takes the assignment. How hard can it be to babysit one spoiled blonde?
Reality TV star Paige Spencer never expected to find herself bundled off to her dad’s fishing retreat in Nowheresville, USA, and put into the care of a hot bodyguard with a chip on his shoulder. But someone is threatening her life—and the threats are escalating. Getting away from Seattle until the police catch her stalker is the only sensible option.
Paige hates all things small-town and charming, but Eagle’s Ridge has a way of growing on a person. And then there’s Wyatt, the sexy, growly, utterly delicious protector who makes her heart pound and her pulse skip with every hard-eyed look. And when he finally lets down his guard and kisses her? Mercy.
Still, the road to true love has never been easy—especially when a killer has plans of his own.
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Ryder (#1) - Barbara Freethy
Adam (#2) - Roxanne St. Claire
Zane (#3) - Christie Ridgway
Wyatt (#4) - Lynn Raye Harris
Jack (#5) - Julia London
Noah (#6) - Cristin Harber
Ford (#7) - Samantha Chase
Fall in love with seven sexy and irresistible soldiers who find their courage and heart tested like never before in the battle for love! This multi-author collaborative series of contemporary romance novels is brought to you by bestselling authors Barbara Freethy, Roxanne St. Claire, Christie Ridgway, Lynn Raye Harris, Julia London, Cristin Harber and Samantha Chase. You won’t want to miss a single one!
Wyatt slid his wallet from his pocket and pulled out his driver’s license. “Here,” he said, holding it out to Paige Spencer, knowing she wouldn’t be settled until she saw it for herself. She snatched it and studied the information. Then she lifted her pretty green-brown eyes and studied him.
A moment later, she handed the license back. Then she snapped her fingers at Bruce, who stepped forward and held out the pink pet carrier. At first, Wyatt was too bemused by the whole thing to even realize that Bruce was holding it for him.
But then it jarred into his brain that Paige had just treated both him and this Bruce guy like the hired help.
And maybe they were the hired help, but he wasn’t that kind of help.
“Sorry, I’m allergic,” he lied. “You’ll have to carry it yourself.”
Paige’s brows drew together. “Mr. Fluffypants weighs twenty pounds.”
“Then put him on a leash and walk him to the car. But I’m not carrying him.”
“He doesn’t walk on a leash.”
“What the hell kind of dog doesn’t walk on a leash?” Wyatt demanded.
This time her eyebrows climbed her forehead. Bruce turned the cage so Wyatt could get a good look at the animal inside.
A giant cat blinked back at him with blue eyes that said he was clearly superior to anything in this room. Hell, possibly in this state. The cat had long silver- and cream-colored fur. He was a gorgeous cat.
But he was also a cat. Wyatt didn’t care for cats a whole lot. They were cold and superior for the most part. But then again, so was this cat’s owner.
“Mr. Fluffypants is a cat,” Paige said with a sniff. “And I can’t carry his cage and this purse too.”
Her purse was at least half as big as she was. He never understood what women carried in those things, but apparently they needed a lot of room for it.
“Then I suggest you get a luggage cart,” Wyatt told her.
Bruce was biting his lip and trying not to laugh. Wyatt wanted to shake the man and ask him why the hell he put up with this girl’s crap. She was rich, sure, but that was no reason to take her shit.
Bruce set the cat carrier down and backed away as Paige turned to him. Clearly, she was planning to order him to take Mr. Fluffypants to Wyatt’s truck. Bruce knew it as well as he did.
“Sorry, Miss Spencer, but I gotta be on that flight. Your father wants me back tonight. There’s no time to spare.”
After he turned and headed back down the steps, Paige whirled, her long hair swirling around her shoulders like a shampoo commercial. Her eyes were wide, her lips pink and glistening.
Damn, she was pretty.
“Who’s going to help me get all my things to the car?”
“Like I said, you need a luggage cart. I’ll watch the cat while you get one.”
About the Author
Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn’s books have been called “exceptional and emotional,” “intense,” and “sizzling.” Lynn’s books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.
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