Title: Men of Honor: Rafe
Author: Marteeka Karland
***NOTE*** Men of Honor: Rafe is a NEW SPIN OFF of the popular Heroes: The Carver Brothers series. Come see what the wicked men of Louisville Kentucky are up to!
In the dangerous world of drugs, things can turn deadly in an instant…
Amanda Livingston is stuck in a rut with her, boyfriend, Scott Dosser. Knowing only that she’ll never be the one to satisfy him, she doesn’t suspect the true evil lurking behind his sexy smile…until it’s too late.
A battle with drug lords into human trafficking…
Former Navy Sea, Rafe Carver, was trained to not miss details and something about this couple seems…off. Instincts on high alert, Rafe digs to find the truth. Which turns out to be more than even he bargained for. Rafe will stop at nothing to keep naive Amanda alive preferably tucked safely between the sheets of his bed.
Two strong wills collide…
Rafe thought the biggest danger was the cartel, little did he envision the sultry Amanda, was as hard-headed and feisty as she was sexy. Convincing her of the dangers surrounding proves most challenging of all and there isn’t time for error or argument. Surviving each may be even more tricky than outmaneuvering the men after her.
Just as she’d poised to take the lid off the rest of her coffee and throw it at Scott, she spotted Rafe emerging from the fog. An avenging angel. Her angel.
Arms open wide, Rafe walked toward her in long, ground-eating strides. His tall, imposing frame was a welcome sight indeed. “Amanda! I should have known you’d migrate toward the caffeine.” He never broke stride, just walked up to her and took her in his big, strong arms, swinging her around so that he was between her and Scott. Just as Scott stepped to the side to keep her in his line of sight, Rafe pressed his mouth to hers.
She was so shocked, all she could do was cling to his broad, muscular shoulders. The kiss seemed to brand her, body and soul. The simple act of pressing his lips to hers became anything but simple. When he licked the seam of her lips, she parted for him, letting his tongue delve into her mouth at will. Sensations swamped Amanda. Dizziness swept her up, feeling much like the alcohol of the night before. Which was when she realized she was hyperventilating.
When she pushed at Rafe’s shoulders, he ended the kiss, setting her on her feet, but not letting her step away from his body. “I missed you, baby,” he said in a low, seductive voice. “Come back with me. I’ll take you home later.”
“Rafe?” She needed to look up at him. Even knowing he’d done this for Scott’s benefit, she still needed to see in his eyes that he hadn’t been affected by that kiss. Shame and mortification filled her, knowing this was all an act. Still, she couldn’t resist the magnetic pull of his gaze. With a deep breath for courage, she looked up into his eyes. Heat blazed so hot it nearly scorched her to the bones. Was that all an act too?
“Excuse me.” Scott stepped closer, reaching for Amanda’s arm. Rafe smoothly moved Amanda away from the other man, keeping a protective arm around her. “Do you want to explain why you’re kissing my girlfriend?”
Rafe only grinned down at the shorter man. “She might have been yours at the beginning of the night last night, but she’s my woman now.” Rafe raised his chin a little, as if he were proud of the fact he’d just stated. “We both saw you with your other girlfriend last night.” He made the term “girlfriend” sound childish and beneath him. Probably because Scott had used the term to describe Amanda. “Necking in the wings? That’s a bit…amateurish, don’t you think?”
Wow. The man already had Scott figured out. If anything could push his buttons, being called an amateur would.
“You better watch your mouth, buddy! I might give you a surprise or two.”
Scott loved to taunt her with how he’d earned a black belt in karate. Claimed he could hold his own in a fight and knew ways of hurting people she’d never even dreamed about. Amanda had the feeling Rafe could handle anything Scott wanted to dish out. As if on cue, Rafe urged her gently behind him to free up his hands. Now, he lost his easygoing demeanor and faced Scott with an expression so dark and menacing, her ex actually took a step backward before he could stop himself.
“Let’s get a couple things straight, comedy boy. You want no part of me. You might think you do, but I guarantee you don’t. Second, Amanda is mine. I protect what’s mine.”
God, she loved hearing that! Maybe it was Rafe’s larger-than-life appearance. Maybe it was their kiss moments ago. Amanda had no idea which, but she wanted this man for herself. Sure, he’d royally pissed her off, but he’d also done everything in his power afterward to make her as comfortable as possible. Now, her mind and heart had latched onto him, imprinting his persona on her very being so that she knew no other man would ever do for her.
Fuck. This wasn’t good.
Erotic romance author by night, emergency room tech/clerk by day, Marteeka Karland works really hard to drive everyone in her life completely and totally nuts. She has been creating stories from her warped imagination since she was in the third grade. Her love of writing blossomed throughout her teenage years until it developed into the totally unorthodox and irreverent style her English teachers tried so hard to rid her of. Now, she breathes life into faeries, space hunters, werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters, and a few just plane ole ordinary people. She loves to see the awkward, self-conscious band geek get the captain of the football team and make him beg for it.
Blog: Marteeka’s Magic
Art blog: Marteeka’s Magical Designs
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