Thursday, September 1, 2016

Sneak Peeks of Breaking Out and Marliss Melton's Never Forget

I've started edits on my book Breaking Out  (Book 6 of the SEAL Team Heartbreakers) and thought I'd post another excerpt for my readers. The book will be out October 10th but it's available for preorder now.

Below is also an excerpt from Marliss Melton's Never Forget. An Echo Platoon Novella. Enjoy!

An Excerpt:

Zach looked away to hide his amusement. “Why don’t you bring him to work with you? He’s probably lonely and needs company.”
“You may be right, but there’s no guarantee he wouldn’t get bored and chew something important here.”
“You know your dog.” He didn’t have to have a map drawn for him to see the distance she was putting between them. It was in her body language and her tone. Was it because of his comment about calling their clients?  Or was it because she’d decided getting to know him wasn’t worth the effort when he’d be shipping out soon. For the second time in ten minutes, disappointment lay heavy in the pit of his stomach. “I’ll call tomorrow to check on Gracie. I need to stay off the leg more.”
“I think so too.”
He reached for his seat belt and exited the car to limp around the back of the vehicle to the driver’s door.
She stood next to the SUV, her brown eyes searching his face. “Take care of yourself, Zach.”
“I will. You do the same.”
She turned away and regret even deeper than his disappointment took root.
He adjusted the car seat and gritted his teeth while he hauled himself up into the vehicle. He reached for the door only to find her standing in the way.
“It isn’t because I don’t want to do the right thing, Zach.”
He drew a relieved breath. “I work for one of the largest bureaucracies in the world, Piper. I know all about how things can get skewed when more than one person has a say. I’m not sitting in judgment of you.” 
“You don’t know my situation.”
“No, I don’t. Are you going to give me a shot at understanding what it is, or are you going to end things here?”
He was grateful to see uncertainty flicker across her features. Her lips parted as though she meant to tell him something.
“I don’t know.” She ran her fingers through the long tail of hair that hung over her shoulder. “Come to dinner on Sunday and you can pick Gracie up. I’ll have dealt with other things by then.”  
The curve of her cheek and the full pout of her lips was driving him crazy. He bit his lip to keep from saying something. If she was on the fence, he needed to figure out a way to ease her off and in his direction. Pouncing on her in the parking lot didn’t seem like the right way. He wasn’t in pouncing condition anyway.
“If I’m going to come to dinner, I need the address.”
She took out her phone and typed it in, and he heard the ding when the text arrived.
“What time?” he asked and slid back off the seat.
“Six o’clock.”
He settled his feet on the ground with only a little pain. “Red or white?”
“Call me on Sunday and I’ll tell you then.”
“Will do. Hey! You’re not going to send me away without a good-bye kiss, are you?” Not a pounce but a nudge. As wary as she was, it was a better strategy. “If you’re trying to make up your mind, you might as well try things out to see if I’m worth your time.”
She looked away and bit her lip but he caught a glimpse of a smile. “I’ve already kissed you.” She brushed a hand across her forehead, as though trying to hide the quick color in her cheeks.
“Darlin’, that wasn’t a kiss, that was just an appetizer.” His arms went around her and pulled her against him until her breasts pressed against his ribs. Everything south responded with stubborn enthusiasm, like she was naked and he could feel every inch of her skin against his. His mouth covered hers, and she tasted of sweet ice tea and smelled like jasmine. When her mouth parted, inviting him to take the kiss further, his tongue searched for hers.
 Blurb and Links: 

Navy SEAL Zach O’Connor was dumped while he was deployed on a high-risk mission, and the fallout from the breakup nearly cost him his career. Never again will Zach allow his feelings to make him lose sight of what really matters. Not even when his attraction to Piper Bertinelli makes him long for the very thing he’s vowed to avoid.

Violence and heartache have nearly shattered Dr. Piper Bertinelli’s life, and the last thing she needs is to be attracted to a military man scheduled to deploy. Though all Zach wants is a distraction instead of a commitment, Piper is unable to resist the charismatic Naval officer. He makes her feel safe, something more seductive to her than him being a SEAL.

When an overzealous policeman from Piper’s past comes after her, Zach has to make a decision: walk away from the woman who's cracked the shell he built around his heart, or stick by her and possibly risk his career.

And there are other hurdles to face: the family who drove Piper away, but whose secrets may hold the key to understanding why her father was killed.  And someone who’s a greater danger to Piper’s life than an angry cop. The man responsible for it all.  

Marliss Melton's Never Forget (An Echo Platoon Novella)

An Excerpt: 
Maya stared at the array of wall plaster in Home Depot, wondering if any one brand was better than the others. Grabbing the tub that looked the most familiar, she glanced behind her at the distinct sound of panting. The sight of a dog standing two feet away and staring at her rocked her back on her heels. On the other end of his leash stood Rusty Kuzinsky, whose dark gaze hit her like a mainlined methamphetamine.
Oh, my God. Had she conjured him by thinking of him so much?
“Hello,” he said. He sent her a suggestion of a smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes and made him look ten years younger. And so damn attractive that her insides seemed to melt.
“Hi.” Her heart started to bounce against her breastbone. Could he tell?
“Need some help?” He glanced at the tub of putty in her hands and then back into her eyes.
“Oh. Um.” And now she was stammering. “Actually, I think I’m okay.”
The dog stretched out his neck in an attempt to sniff at her shorts.
Zit,” Rusty said, and the dog immediately sat.
Maya blinked and looked up, wondering what language that was.
“Filling in holes in your walls?” he asked, glancing back at the tub.
“A dent,” she admitted. She looked back at the dog. “Who’s this?” Maybe if they focused on the dog, her pulse would stop racing.
“My newest problem,” Rusty said on a note of irony. “Years ago, I volunteered to adopt him when he was retired from service.”
She regarded the dog with fresh eyes. “A military dog. That explains why he’s so well-behaved.”
He issued a laugh that made her think of sandpaper. “He’s not that well behaved,” he assured her.
“No.” His ruddy lips twitched toward a smile that made her wonder what kissing him would feel like.
“I guess he could be,” he qualified. “But like any warrior just off the field of battle, he’s still pretty keyed up. I spent the whole morning running him when I have better things to do.” He glanced at the display. “In fact, I’m going to need a tub of that to patch the damage he did last night.”
“Oh dear.” She moved over so he could make his selection.
“So, what’s your boy doing with himself this summer?” he asked as he stepped alongside her.
She caught a whiff of lemon and sage and…dog.
“Oh, Curtis is just hanging around the house,” she admitted.
At her cool tone, Rusty turned his head to regard her inquiringly.
“School’s out.” She heard her add, “And he’s fourteen now—too young to work and too old for the camp he attended last year. His school friends all live pretty far away, so he’s been hanging out with some bad elements in our neighborhood.” She shrugged. “I’m just not sure what to do with him.”
Rusty’s onyx gaze plumbed her own. She wet her lips wishing she had put on makeup that morning.
“Did he put that dent in the wall?”
The quiet question turned her mouth dry. Was he psychic or something?
“With his fist?” he added.
She found she couldn’t lie with him watching her reaction. “Well, yes, but it’s the first time he’s ever done anything like that,” she assured him.
His gaze slid down and to the right. “Bet you tell yourself things would be different if your husband were still alive.”
The words stopped her heart momentarily. He had to be psychic. How could he know that?
As he looked up again, she closed her mouth, which had fallen open.
“Tell you what.” His lips firmed and his freckled forehead furrowed as he mulled over whatever it was he was about to say.
She realized she was holding her breath.
“What if I gave your son a job?”
Her thoughts went to the big old house he’d renovated as a retreat for active-duty SEALs. “What kind of job?” It was probably her fault, but her son was as unskilled at fixing things as she was.
He gestured to the dog, which had stood up restlessly, apparently recalled he was supposed to be sitting, and sat down again. “Playing with my dog.”
Maya regarded the animal with reservation. Between his dark coloring and his fierce, military aspect, he looked dangerous. “Isn’t that a bit risky? Military dogs are notoriously aggressive—they have to be.”
“True,” he conceded. He thought for a second, averting his gaze. “But he’s used to being with a handler 24/7, and his was killed a short while back.”
His tone of voice also conveyed that he’d known the handler. “I’m so sorry,” she said. She regarded the orphaned dog with sympathy.
“I could use Curtis to take Draco for long walks, throw the ball, and generally hang out with him while doing stuff for me like clearing paths in the woods.”
A vision of Curtis spending time outdoors teased her imagination. “Aren’t you expecting company soon?” she asked.
Rusty just looked at her. “Bronco tell you that?”
“He told me about the retreat, yes. I think it’s a wonderful project.” She let her admiration warm her tone.
“Then you can see why I don’t have time to work with this dog.”
“Yes, but my boy’s only fourteen. And we’ve never had a dog.” Curtis had always wanted one, though.
“Let’s try it on a trial basis,” he proposed. “I can pick up Curtis in the morning before you go to work. He’ll stay with me until you come get him when your workday’s over.”
“Are you sure?” He was willing to put up with a teenager for hours on end? “You’ve never had children, have you?”
That same sandpaper laugh escaped him, causing her stomach to flip at how attractive it sounded. “I’ve had nieces and nephews and a few SEALs who were still teenagers, but no. No kids of my own.”
“You might not realize what you’re getting into,” she warned.
“That’s the reason for the trial basis.”
She blew out a breath, deliberating. “Okay.” She spread her hands and shrugged. “Let’s try it.”
“Great.” His ruddy lips twitched toward a smile. He handed her a pen and index card which he produced from his thigh pocket. “What time and where?”

Blurb and links:  

Master Chief Rusty Kuzinsky has thrown his heart and his savings into preparing a warrior’s retreat. Never Forget is a special place for SEALs to find solace and to heal after grueling operations like those he endured his entire career. Just as his first guests are due to arrive, a military war dog suffering from PTSD lands in Rusty’s lap, requiring attention he simply can’t spare.

NCIS Special Agent Maya Schultz has her hands full raising a teenage son while investigating crimes taking place within the military. When Rusty offers her son a summer job caring for his new dog, practical Maya can’t tell what’s more dangerous—the crazy dog or her attraction to a man who witnessed her husband’s death ten years ago…and claims to see him, still.   

But when danger threatens Maya’s remaining family, Rusty’s special gift and his unhinged dog become her only defense against a suspect who’ll do anything to avoid going to prison. With time running out and life or death at stake, Maya has to choose whether to follow her head as she has always done or to trust her heart this time.  
 Thank you so much for reading my blog.  I hope you enjoyed the excerpts. I always enjoy comments so if you have anything to say, don't be shy! 
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Teresa Reasor 


JAL said...

How intriguing!

Teresa Reasor said...

Thanks for leaving a comment!! And I'm so glad you liked the sneak peeks.

Deborah Whaley said...

I really enjoyed the sneak peak. I'll have to get the book and read the whole story. I've read "Never Forget" and it was great.

Teresa Reasor said...

Thanks for stopping by Deborah. I'll share you're comment about Never Forget with Marliss. And I'd love for you to read my book. I hope you will.

AprilR said...

Absolutely love this and Navy SESLS, of course!

AprilR said...
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Teresa Reasor said...

I love the SEALs too. They're my favorites to write. I love those alpha males.