Declan’s cold, stone-cold. I can’t help but want him. His presence stirs up some raw emotion within me. He seems so…alone. But is he here to kill me or save me?
He’s the one man I should never want…and the one I can never forget.
SET UP: Madelyn is in hiding from an unknown threat and she calls the one man who can help her, a handsome, frightening stranger who has already helped her once. A man who left her his phone number in case of an emergency. The man of her fantasies who is now standing before her.
“Why (call) me?” he asks.
I blink, his question catching me by surprise. “I, um, needed you . . .” I forget what I’m about to say, forget everything as I feel his hand skim across my abdomen.
Oh my God. His touch is just as I imagined it . . . maybe slightly rougher with the friction.
“This why…?” I swallow hard. It’s like I’m an open book and he’s reading the naughty, dirty descriptions I’ve written about him…about us. And now, he’s putting my words, my desires, into action.
“You called me?”
I gasp, as his palm presses against my skin, firmly like there’s no mistaking it’s there yet not hard enough to be a punishing touch. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Just as well.” He slides his hand lower, his fingertips dipping beneath my bikini bottom.
This is what you want from me? To get you off with my fingers. To make you come from my touch. Make you whimper my name and beg for more. Finish what that punk couldn’t manage to do?”
My mind races in a mad dash with my heartbeat. Is this what I want? Now, under these circumstances? “I can’t whimper your name,” I remind him. “I don’t know your name.” And there he goes again…what does he mean by “that little punk?”
I stiffen with surprised excitement mixed in with a hell of a lot of well-earned nervousness when he rubs me there, circling around my sensitive hood and causing a tingle to spread throughout my body.
But he doesn’t stop there. Oh. My. God. He’s moving lower, arching his finger so the tip pushes into my entrance…penetrating me a fraction of an inch.
“I don’t know anything about you,” I whisper, “and you wrote to call in case of an emergency. I have no one else to turn to…”
He freezes, suddenly tense. Then he shakes his head. Abruptly, his hand is gone, leaving me cold where a second ago I was warm. Wickedly, wildly warm. With a swift kick, he knocks my duffle bag out of his way and stalks into the bathroom.
I hear water running, and I bite my lip.
Nothing is clear. Everything is twisted…even my allowing him to touch me like that. What’s come over me?
Minutes pass before he reenters the bedroom. His hair is wet yet again. But his manner is different. Frigid. Ice cold, as he stands beside the bed, scowling down at me.
“What’s going to happen next is your own fault.”
I blink, fighting against the glare from the lamp that’s reflecting off the cool metal object he’s holding in his hand.
Shit. Oh. Shit.
He’s picked up the knife.
And then… yeah. Mercenary is one of those books I LOVE to read but hate to review. I abhor putting spoilers in reviews…I feel like that takes the fun out of reading the book for future readers. Mercenary is one of those books that it would be too easy to eek into dangerous territory because bring up one thing will lead to another and BAM!! Spoiler.
So real quick before I spill some secrets…Madelyn is young and beautiful. Naive but courageous. And Declan is….. dangerous. He is also Madelyn’s dirtiest, darkest dream. Her hero.
Danger surrounds Madelyn and she’s on the run. Left with a phone number she did what she thought was best…She called and he came.
And that is where I truly need to stop….except to say…Holy hotness in a truck! Ok, I’m done.
Michele Mannon has written her way into my heart. Any book that leaves me stumped for words at how awesome it is deserves to make my one-click list. As well as a follow on Amazon so I get allllll the updates! I enjoyed the fast paced suspense novel. It had just the right amount of romance and mystery combined with strong characters that showed just enough vulnerability to endear themselves to the reader. Mercenary was well-written and ridiculously hard to put down.
I will definitely will be checking out the rest of the books in this series and will also be checking out her other series as well!!
Michele Mannon creates characters who are far from perfect; who are likely to be knee-deep in trouble, heart-first in love and at wits’ end when life unexpectedly, unequivocally turns to hell. Her debut series, Worth the Fight, received two Romantic Times Magazine Top Picks.
Her new sexy romantic suspense series with St. Martin’s Press, Deadliest Lies, releases in August 2016, beginning with ROGUE, a story about what happens when your own organization sends a hit man after you mistakenly, heart-wrenchingly kill your lover.
Michele lives in Pennsylvania but likes traveling to exotic places, including the NJ shore. She’s fond of Skinny Cinnamon Dolce Lattes, quick-witted, Irish-accented men, a good story, and lots and lots of laughter.
For more information about Michele, please visit her website: http://www.michelemannon.com