Mr. and Mrs. Rossi












ISBN Digital: 978-1-62830-839-6
ISBN Print: 978-1-62830-838-9
Page Count: 264
Word Count: 67150
Rating: Hot

Special Tasks Bureau Series



Dating, and certainly not marriage, were not on Agent Harley Tomasello’s “to do” list. Thanks to combination of too much tequila and too many dares at a pub on National Decide to Get Married Day, she ends up hitched to the hottest man she’s ever met. The next day she wakes with a headache and the knowledge the marriage was definitely consummated—more than once.

Working undercover, Dante Rossi had one goal—finding Harley Tomasello. The attractive agent held the key to closing a case he’d been chasing for years. But instead of getting her phone number, he got her hand in marriage.

Now they’re chasing crime lords and killers, battling their passion for each other along the way. Suddenly ‘Until death do you part’ has taken on a whole new meaning...

Excerpt:

A blush touched her cheekbones. “Can you think about anything else?”

“Sure.”

“Like what?”

“Well, I’m trying to figure out what kind of moan I want you to make next.”

Harley cleared her throat and crossed her arms back across her chest. “What?”

“Do I want to make you moan from a series of love making?” He leaned forward; his hand wrapped around her behind and kissed her stomach. The warmth of his mouth melted her insides. “Do I want to make you moan from a nice massage,” he rubbed her lower back, “or do I want to make you moan from feeding you something delicious.”

“You want to go out to eat?”

“I’m supposed to be asking you out on a date.”

“A date?” Harley repeated, allowing Dante to link his hands with both of hers. Still seated, they were still almost eye level. Their hands clutched together by her thighs. She couldn’t mistake the feel of the cold band and his ring finger. Why did he still have it on? Why was she suddenly aware of her ring sitting in her pocket? She hadn’t kept it on but she did not leave it out of her sight.

“I know asking you out on a date is a bit backwards considering we’ve already had the wedding.”

“And the honeymoon,” Harley added, squeezing his hand and wiggling her eyebrows.

Dante squeezed a bit harder. “The honeymoon is not over, but we do need to come up for air.”




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