When his wife was murdered two years ago, Special Agent Levi Lazaro turned his back on everything he cared about. Ever since, he has thought of nothing but vengeance. Now he's finally uncovered the identities of those who killed his wife—and he's ready to destroy them at any cost. He won’t let anything stand in his way—not even a beautiful NSA agent on a mission of her own.
Special Agent Selene Wolfe prides herself on being the best. Her fearlessness and quick-thinking make her the perfect person to take down a deadly terrorist cell. But she needs Levi’s help, and the moment he shows up, Selene knows her objectivity—and her heart—are in trouble.
As the two strike an uneasy alliance, Levi finds himself tormented by his desire for Selene—a feeling he thought long dead. But when their mission takes an unexpected turn, he finds himself at a crossroads. Can he put aside his need for revenge to save the woman who’s reawakened his soul?
“If you think I trust you, you’re out of your damn mind. You’re coming with me and I’m not letting you out of my sight until we meet with Tasev. For all I know you’re going to call Wesley.” He grabbed her forearm, surprisingly gently, and tugged so that she had to stand with him.
In the distance she could see and hear people still at the party. Apparently a little gunfire was no big deal to this crowd. “Of course I’m going to call him, but not about you.”
Levi just grunted and motioned toward the beach. Since she could get out of the cuffs anytime she wanted, she let him think he had the upper hand and allowed him to lead her. If anything, her compliance might lull him into feeling secure around her. The NSA knew Levi was in Miami since he’d helped them locate a nasty group of terrorists just a couple of weeks ago but they had no idea where he was staying.
As they reached the beach she tugged against his grip. “Unless you want me stumbling every few feet, let me take my shoes off,” she demanded.
He turned to look at her, his expression unreadable. “Try to take me out and you’ll regret it.” There was a dark note in his voice that should scare her but instead did strange things to her insides.
He bent down in front of her, the moonlight playing off his inky hair. She lifted one foot and again, to her utter surprise, he was incredibly gentle as he took her ankle. Her silver shoes were strappy and delicate with a small buckle on her inner ankle. Even after he’d unstrapped it, his fingers lingered as he rubbed that same soft pattern over the top of her foot as he’d done to her wrist.
It was weird and erotic at the same time. She felt his touch all the way to her core. Just as quickly as he started he jerked to a stop, shaking his head slightly. When he took off her other shoe he did it in seconds, barely grazing her skin. For some strange reason she was disappointed. Selene shouldn’t care whether this man touched her or not but she couldn’t help the new burst of desire that had erupted inside her.
She was so good at compartmentalizing her emotions. It was something she’d been doing since she was a teenager. She’d had to in order to survive and it was part of the reason she was such a valuable asset to the NSA. Unfortunately just being in Levi’s presence was jeopardizing everything she’d worked for.