After Lexi witnesses a murder, she becomes a target for a cold-blooded killer. Will Burg, the detective assigned to her case, be able to keep her safe?
While checking out a house for a showing, realtor Alexandria Edwards stumbles upon a savage slaying. Now witness to a murder, she soon becomes the target of a cold-blooded killer.
Jonathan Burgess,, Lexi’s brother’s best friend, is the detective assigned to protect the sexy blonde. Burg has always thought of Lexi as a little sister, but seeing her all grown up has turned his innocent thoughts into forbidden fantasies. Will Burg be able to keep Lexi safe while also keeping his growing feelings for her in check?
About the Author
Edie Hart was born in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago, where she now resides with her husband, two children, dog, and three cats. After spending her childhood making up stories in her head, she finally decided to put them on paper. What came of it was her first novella, One Bad Day.
Edie also admits that “Edie Hart” is a pen name and an alter ego to an otherwise boring wife and mother. Edie is 20 pounds lighter, loves to skydive, travels to foreign places, and is a total sex kitten as compared to the uninteresting other half who is none of those things.
In reality the other half of Edie is a lackluster 40-something-year-old, whose main goal is to keep The Big One (The Boy) from torturing The Little One (The Girl). This week he hit her in the head with a 12-pack of Juicy Juice. Last week he left ravioli handprints on the back of her white T-shirt. The week before that he told her she was adopted and she believed him.
Edie is a die-hard romantic and believes that everyone deserves to be loved unconditionally—both in print and real life.
Grab Book 1 in the Series
After doing a favor for her boss, Tessa ends up being a mistaken target and falling for the sexy cop determined to keep her safe.
Tessa is having one seriously bad day. After agreeing to dress as a cheesy mascot at a convention for her boss, her clothes get stolen, she gets chased through a sinister parking garage, and her apartment gets broken into and turned upside down.
Gray, an off-duty police officer, can’t resist the sexy legs he sees in costume at a hotel convention. When he catches sight of her running for her life through a dark car lot, he’s determined to find out what her story is and ends up promising to keep Tessa safe…even if that means taking her home with him.
With one swoop, Burg lifted her in his arms. She made a squeaking noise and grabbed hold of his neck. Her softness smelled of wildflowers in the sunshine. Smiling, he shouldered the front door open. “Which way to your bedroom?”
“Down the hall and to the left.”
He made his way through the kitchen, past soft pastel furnishings in the living room, and down the hall to her bedroom, which was decorated in varying shades of blue.
He set her gently on the bed. “Where are the clothes you think you want to wear?”
“In the closet and in that dresser over there.” She pointed at a mirrored dresser in the corner. “Top drawer.”
Burg went to the dresser and pulled out matching lacy panties and a bra. Skimpy, lacy panties and bra. Perspiration beaded across his upper lip. Jesus, everything about this woman is hot.
He set the underwear on the bed then went to the closet. “Which outfit do you want?” he asked, turning to her.
“That black skirt there.” She pointed. “And the black blouse next to it.”
Burg pulled the clothing out of the closet. Then after placed the clothing on the bed, he went into the living room to wait. “Let me know if you need any help,” he called out.
Wandering around the living room, Burg went from picture to picture, watching Lexi and Nate grow. In one picture, a very young Lexi sat next to a little girl that looked almost exactly like her, except the other child had green eyes instead of blue.
Burg heard a small moan coming from the bedroom. He stood outside the door and called out, “Do you need help?”
“I don’t want you to see me in my underwear.”
“You’re like a little sister to me,” he said, knowing she was not like his sister at all. Also knowing his feelings for her were not brotherly in any way. He slowly pushed the door open.
“Like a sister?” Clutching the hospital gown to her chest, she searched his face.
“Like a sister. Scout’s honor,” he said, lifting two fingers.
“Come around behind me.” With one hand still clutching the gown, she reached for her bra with the other. “No peeking. I’ll put it on, and you just fasten it for me.”
Burg moved and sat behind her on the bed.
She glanced over her shoulder. “Are you peeking?”
“Nope.” His breath fanned the stray hairs that had become loose from her ponytail along her neck. Burg had the sudden urge to kiss along the path the hair followed.
She shivered and fumbled with the bra and gown, attempting to keep herself covered from view while putting on the bra.
She managed to get the straps halfway up her arms but was unable to get them over her shoulders.
Burg grasped the straps and settled them over her shoulders, trying hard not to look at the sides and tops of her breasts that became exposed before the bra was in place. Who was he kidding? They were the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen. He wondered if her nipples were a rosy red like her lips or more of a pink color.
“Um, yeah?” A couple of small freckles dotted her shoulders, and she smelled like flowers in the spring.
“Could you please fasten it for me?”
“Uh, sure.” He managed to get her bra fastened after only one try, which he thought was pretty good considering how much of a distraction she was.
After grabbing the blouse they had picked out, Burg came around to face her again. He held out a sleeve and helped her slide her arm into it. Pulling the shirt around her, he helped her put her other arm in the sleeve and slid it up and over her shoulders. He dropped his gaze and glimpsed her breasts spilling out the top of her bra. It was the most glorious sight he’d ever seen.
Clearing his throat, he made a point to look at her from the neck up. “You…ah…want me to help with the buttons?”
She managed to button the bottom of the shirt, but the top two buttons were left undone, leaving her bra and the tops of her beautiful breasts exposed. “Yes, please.”
He fingered the top of her shirt and lightly brushed the skin above her breasts. Lust coursed through him, leaving him shaky.
She drew in a breath. Pretending that nothing out of the ordinary was happening, he forced his fingers to button her shirt without laying her flat on the bed and kissing her senseless the way he ached to do.
Taking a little extra time and making sure to brush his fingers across the pulse on her throat, he straightened her collar. “There you go, sis.”