Model Soldier #RHB rereleases tomorrow. Read an excerpt today!

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MODEL SOLDIER (Red Hot & Blue) 

“heart-pounding adventure on the edge of the war torn Middle East” Sizzling Hot Book Reviews

Staff Sergeant David “Hawk” Hawkins never refused an order, but he also never signed up for the duty for which he’s been enlisted–becoming the Army’s new recruitment poster boy and working side-by-side with a pretty little, big city marketing executive who has no business being in his war zone.

This is a rerelease. Model Soldier was previously published.

EXCERPT

The minute she walked into the bar she felt it, eyes on her. Lots of them, all male, and judging by the fact Hawk stood in the center of the group of males watching her, she guessed they were all soldiers from the neighboring garrison.

They weren’t in uniform, but they did all sport the signature military cropped hair. Two of them even walked in sync when they crossed the bar to the jukebox together.

Hawk smiled and crossed the room himself, but he wasn’t following the other two. He was heading right for her. Emily took a deep breath and prepared for another verbal battle.

“Good evening, Sergeant,” Jai greeted Hawk.

Hawk nodded a return greeting to Jai then he turned to her. “Hey, Goldilocks. Fancy seeing you here.”

Her brows shot up, but that was all the reaction she allowed him. “Sergeant Hawkins.”

Jae grinned, apparently amused at her new name. At least it was her name as far as Hawk was concerned. “Em. I’m going to get us two beers. Good with you?”

“Yeah, fine. Thanks.” She scowled at her supposed friend for enjoying Hawk’s teasing of her so much, but accepted his offer.

Glancing back at Hawk, she had a feeling a beer, or three, would be in order tonight.

As Jai left them alone, she raised her chin.

“Do you even know my name?” She confronted Hawk as he towered over her.

He grinned wider. “Yeah.”

“Okay. Then what is it?” Emily crossed her arms and challenged him over the noise of the many bar patrons.

Leaning down, Hawk came so close she could feel his breath brush her ear. “It’s Emily, Goldilocks.”

She shivered involuntarily at the feel of his warm breath against her skin and swallowed hard, unsure what to say.

It was a simple answer to her question, though delivered in a far more intimate manner than she’d expected. She certainly never expected it to affect her as it had.

Deciding the safest course of action would be to change the subject, she did just that. “So, I looked over the shots from today. They look really great. I could email you the proofs if you wanted to see them.”

Then she would have not only his email address, but also an excuse to be in contact with him after she left Germany tomorrow. Why did her heart race at that idea?

He was a jerk, most of the time anyway. Like now as he shrugged. “Whatever.”

“Don’t you care about the ads?”

“I have to tell you, doll. I won’t waste one moment thinking about this modeling thing once the bullets start flying and the baddies start to fall.”

“Fine, I won’t bother you with them then.”

Looking actually sincere, Hawk shook his head. “I didn’t say you’d be bothering me. What I meant was I’ll have a few things on my mind, like bringing the men depending on me home alive. Latest word from where we’ll be in the Afghan mountains is that a storm dumped a few feet of snow and more will be on its way. And that’s the good news, because at least with the snow mounds building up we actually have a perimeter defense.”

“Oh.” Emily didn’t know much about perimeter defense, but she did hate the snow and could empathize with him about that. “Hopefully they’ll get the snowplows to clean all that up before you guys get there.”

Hawk laughed—a deep, rich, genuine belly laugh she’d never assumed he was capable of.

Emily frowned. “What?”

Why was this guy always laughing at her expense?

Hawk could barely respond through his laughter. “Oh, Goldilocks. There aren’t going to be road crews cleaning up for us.”

“Isn’t where you’re going kind of like the set up here at Hohenfels?”

Hawk tilted his head to one side and grinned. “No, it’s not.”

“Oh. I figured all bases were probably the same.” Emily shrugged. What did she know? It was pretty rude of him to think she should.

“No, doll. They’re not, but I’m not going to a base anyway.” He smiled, shaking his head. “If I was going to be at Kandahar or Bagram, then yeah, maybe we’d have some services, but not where I’ll be. We literally have some dirt huts and a few rail boxes. Supplies will have to be choppered in and dropped to us. It’ll be like going caveman.”

Not appreciating his delight at her expense, Emily grumbled, “That should be easier for some of you than others, I suppose.”

He raised one dark brow with amusement. “You calling me a caveman, doll?”

“Maybe.” Emily smiled, enjoying her own cleverness.

It was the strangest thing, but bickering with Hawk kind of got her excited. Even his calling her doll was starting to sound sexy, and she hadn’t even drunk the beer that Jai was now carrying her way.

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New Hot SEALs Release – SEAL the Deal Excerpt

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SEAL THE DEAL (Hot SEALs)

“ADORABLE! … I loved every moment of it.” BJ’s Book Blog

As more wedding invites pour in, Zane Alexander is happy that he and Missy don’t need a legal document to prove their love. Or at least he didn’t think they did. Lately, he’s beginning to wonder if they’re still on the same page regarding their official relationship status or if he’s going to have to seal the deal. He’s happy to do just that, but being in the wrong place at the wrong time might cost him the chance . . . and his life.

PROLOGUE

20 years ago

“Missy.” After a few seconds, there was another, “Missy!” The whisper was louder this time.

At the sound of her name being hissed from one of the church pews to her left, Missy glanced over. She saw her mother, camera held in front of her face, standing next to her father.

Missy didn’t miss a beat in her carefully measured step toward the altar as she held her basket of pink rose petals and smiled for the photo.

They’d rehearsed this long walk down the aisle last night lots of times.

Being a flower girl in her cousin Coreene’s wedding was a huge deal, even if she wasn’t the only one. Her cousin Amelia—Meli for short—walked just in front of Missy with her basket of white petals.

In the beginning she’d been upset that Meli got to walk in first, until her mom had pulled her aside and told her that on the way into the church the most important people went last.

Her younger cousin Meli might have been the first one to walk on that perfect white cloth that led to the altar, but Missy got to walk right in front of the first bridesmaid, who was in front of the maid of honor, who led the bride.

Clearly Missy’s was a more important position than Meli’s.

Of course, she didn’t tell Meli that little secret. Her cousin was two years younger. Five-year-olds didn’t understand things the way seven-year-olds did.

Missy had finished first grade and was about to enter second in the fall. She knew more about the world than Meli, who had just finished kindergarten.

But school felt like years away from where she was now in her pretty white dress with the wide pale blue ribbon tied around her waist.

Her mom said the ribbon matched her eyes and acted like that was a good thing, so Missy was making sure to look everyone straight in the eye today to make sure they noticed.

It was a good day except that one of the hairpins keeping the flower wreath on top of her head was tugging her hair. She had to fight the urge to rub the spot.

The pain was worth it though, because she loved the tiny pink, white and blue flower ring sitting on top of her curls.

She only hoped the flowers lasted a long time. She wanted to bring the floral wreath to the country club to show her friends tomorrow.

Meli wore a matching floral crown. The only difference was Meli had straight hair so the lady who came to Coreene’s house early this morning to make them all pretty had to curl Meli’s hair so it matched Missy’s natural blonde curls.

As people smiled and said “Ooo” and “Ah” as she walked by, Missy was pretty sure this was the best day of her life.

Well, the best day until the day she got married herself. That would be the absolute best day ever. Then she’d be the one walking into the church last—the most important person in the wedding—the bride.

And she’d get to pick the flowers and the dresses and the colors for her attendants. Although she was pretty sure she’d pick the same that Coreene had because she couldn’t imagine anything more beautiful.

She was almost to the end of the aisle. She saw the groom and his friends standing and smiling at her as she walked toward them.

Missy reached the altar and pivoted to walk to her place to the side before turning to face the guests and wait for the bride. She got a full view of just how many people were here and how perfect everything was.

Yup. Best day ever. And tomorrow—not tonight because that was the big wedding party, but first thing in the morning—she’d start a scrapbook of all her wedding ideas. That way when her wedding day came she’d be totally ready.

She even knew who she wanted her groom to be. Zane Alexander.

Missy spotted him now, looking bored in the pew next to his mother and father.

She didn’t blame him. He was twelve. He would probably rather be hanging out with his friends at the club than sitting in a suit with his parents on what had turned out to be a warm and sunny perfect June day.

It was okay he was pouting today, because when it was her day and he was the man standing at the end of the aisle waiting for her to get there in her long white dress and veil, she knew he’d be smiling just like the groom was now.

Then they’d ride off in a horse-drawn carriage to their happily ever after. Just like a fairytale.

Missy counted the years on her fingers hidden by the basket.

Eleven.

Only eleven more years until she was old enough to marry Zane. Then she, Melissa Greenwood, would become Mrs. Zane Alexander.

Her heart beat faster at the thought. She absolutely couldn’t wait!

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