Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Blog Tour: Protecting His Heart by Dana Volley @VolneyVentures

Protecting His Heart Synopsis:
When a mission goes sideways and leaves seasoned spy Arabella Nox with valuable information and a terrorist on her heels, she seeks out the one person on earth she hopes won't betray her: the husband she hasn't spoken to in years.
Felix Ibarra thought he'd put his past behind him, so he's shocked when Arabella shows up naked in his bed, warning him of an imminent threat. Then, to make things worse, she gets a job with his firm, Wyn Security, behind his back. It's clear there's more to her story, but trust doesn't come easily to either of them. 
Can Felix and Arabella work together to banish a mutual enemy, or will the deep emotions that tore them apart the first time be their undoing once again?
This sexy cat-and-mouse game between former lovers will keep you on your toes all the way to the surprising ending.
Sensuality Level: Sensual
 Dana Volney Bio:
Dana Volney lets her imagination roam free in Wyoming, where she writes romances and helps local businesses succeed with her marketing consulting company. Surrounding herself with good friends and family, and boating on the lake whenever she can, she thrives on moments and memories created with loved ones, especially on sun-filled days. That’s when Wyoming’s charm really sinks in. Dana is bold, adventurous, and—by her own admission—good with plants, having kept a coral cactus alive for more than one year. Find her on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DanaVolney , Twitter: @VolneyVentures, Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/DanaVolney and Instagram: https://instagram.com/danavolney/

He screeched to a halt in front of the apartment door. Moving quickly, he placed his hand on the doorknob. Then froze. She’d ambushed him once this week; he was not going for a second.
He stepped to the side and took a beat to listen. All quiet. He glanced out at the small parking lot flanked by rows of small apartments just like the one he’d found for Wyn Security after Winter’s house had been blown up while she was protecting Eliam. There was a Toyota parked sloppily to his left. He started to reach for his Beretta. Dammit. Was he really going to go in there to speak to Arabella, if she was in there, with a gun?
Fuck yes, he was. No telling what she’d armed herself with.
Carefully, he turned the knob and pushed the front door open. “Nox,” he called out, decisive and curt. “I know you followed me.” Silence. He stepped into the doorway and swept the room with his gun.
Empty. Fucking shit, she’d beat him here and run. She was the one who’d dragged him into this cluster—the least she could do was stick around and finish the job. Irritation sank into every last nerve he had.
He cleared the rest of the rooms and holstered his gun. “Dammit, dammit, dammit.” He slammed his fists down on the cream kitchen countertop.
“There’s a lot of that going around recently.”
He swiveled, and before he could see her or get to his gun, she punched him in the face. Square in his motherfucking jaw.
“You fucking asshole.” She landed another punch to his gut, damn near emptying his lungs. Yeah, she’d always been a formidable sparring partner, but this was rage he’d never seen before.
He ducked to avoid losing any teeth and pivoted around her, reaching for her punching arm. She wiggled free and swept his leg, landing him flat on his back on the linoleum floor. Before she could make her next ball-busting move, he rolled into her legs, causing her to go down next to him. He boogied to his feet and put distance between them. She was clearly looking for a fight, but he wasn’t. His breathing was labored, and pain nagged at his face and abs. He’d been lax on his fight training over the past year—he’d be remedying that shortfall next week.
“What the fuck, Nox?”
She was on her feet and determined. The bright spot was that she didn’t have a gun trained on him.
“You make a secret meeting with the guy who has been trying to kill me for months and who isn’t the biggest fan of yours, and you’re asking the questions? I don’t think so.”
“He called this morning.”
“Then why didn’t you wake me?” She moved to her right in a circling fashion. He was her prey.
“For a lot of fucking reasons.” He put his hands on his hips, only noticing now that somewhere in all the scuffle, she’d taken his gun. The black metal mocked him from the carpet by the bedroom door. He understood part of her rage. If he’d seen her meeting with Darek, he’d have lost his mind, too.
“Name one good one.”
“You needed sleep. You are too invested in this not to do something stupid. Like, oh say, go off half-cocked and blow everything up."
“That was one time and you know it.”

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