Medically discharged after a mission gone bad, Navy SEAL Gabriel ‘Hawk’ Barrett regains his sight, and when hired by GAPS and the Knight Agency, most of his self-worth. Assigned to go undercover as a gun for hire, he’s determined to do whatever it takes to complete the mission, but his restraint is tested when his buddy’s hot sister becomes mistakenly involved.
When her brother disappears, coffee shop owner Gina Daye seeks help from his former teams members, only to have the almighty Hawk turn her down. But before she realizes he’s in the middle of an assignment, she’s embroiled in the mission.
Sequestered together to avoid an international incident, the pair face down the enemy, a multitude of bullets, and even more dangerous—their long denied attraction.
“Get my sister out of there, now, Hawk!” Cameron “Nightwing” Daye’s voice boomed over the com in Gabriel’s ear.
His first damn assignment as a temporary agent with the Guardian Angel Protection Service and it was already jacked up. Leave it to Cam’s headstrong sister to sashay her hot body into the middle of an op and blow their covers.
Not Cam’s. He wasn’t in the building. No. He and one of the founders of G.A.P.S., their former SEAL buddy, Jon Rudnick, were listening via coms in a van parked down the street.
Tonight, he and Tyler “Turbo” Ward were set to meet with the man looking to hire freelance mercs. The job was a snatch-n-grab on a visiting dignitary GAPS had been hired to protect. The prince arrived in two days. With solid intel that the man’s life was in danger, Gabriel and Turbo hoped to get hired into the organization to take it down.
So, with Jon and Cam out of sight, the only covers the beautiful brunette in tight jeans and sexy black boots was about to blow were his and Turbo’s.
Good thing they were undercover as themselves.
“Turbo! It’s great to see you again.” The woman’s flawless smile lit her face from within, giving life to her mesmerizing brown eyes.
A man could drown his sorrows in those whiskey-colored depths.
Not him. He was immune.
Hell, he’d fought the tug of Gina Daye’s unnerving allure ever since the afternoon they’d first met in her aunt’s back yard a decade ago. He’d just finished BUDs training with Cam, and they were celebrating with a barbeque when this beautiful college freshman breezed outside with a youthful exuberance and innocence that stole his breath.
She was too beautiful. Too sweet for a tainted guy who’d spent half of his childhood in the system.
That was the first and last time he’d ever gone to Cam’s place. A SEAL never messed with a buddy’s sister. He’d made a point to avoid Gina ever since. The woman affected him without effort. Made him feel. Revved his pulse.
Like now. Damn it. He didn’t want to feel.
“Gina!” Turbo rose and pulled the woman close.
He remained seated, a fact she noted with a raised brow when she turned to him.
“Ah, Hawk. Ever the gentleman,” she said, and son-of-a-bitch, proceeded to hug him anyway.
He could feel the swell of her breast on his arm despite her leather jacket, and damn she smelled good. Like spring flowers. He had to fight the sudden urge to wrap his arms around her, pull her onto his lap, and bury his face in her neck like he’d done countless times in his fantasies.
“Dammit, Hawk. Tell her to leave,” Cam growled over the com again.
“You need to go.”
She stiffened and drew back. “Great to see you, too.” Then she deliberately pulled out a chair and sat down…all while smiling in his face.
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