Kiss Me Slowly (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sensual
Word Count: 94,228
7 Ratings (5.0)

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Neck-deep in a setup that could have him in jail or dead by Monday, Jonathan Alexander is desperate. It’s Saturday. His only hope is Grace Dupont, the best forensic accountant in Miami. But there’s a glitch with that idea. She is also his ex-girlfriend who would rather watch him drown than throw him a life vest.

Grace enjoys seeing Jonathan squirm. On your knees, boy, she thinks as he pitches for her help. Always a sucker for the dark-haired, blue-eyed boys, she risks her precariously balanced life of secrets to help him.

Trapped in a whirlwind of diamond smuggling and million-dollar money trails, Jonathan and Grace flee to the sea to stall for time as they try to prove his innocence. Romance sizzles beneath Florida Keys sunshine. Both scoff at happy endings. Both doubt justice. Both know each kiss could be their last.

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Kiss Me Slowly (MF)
7 Ratings (5.0)

Kiss Me Slowly (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sensual
Word Count: 94,228
7 Ratings (5.0)
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This book is amazing!! Talk about knocking my socks off!! I haven't read anything this intriguing in a very long time. I hope to see more from this talented new author. Anxiously awaiting for the next book!!
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5 CUPS: "Jonathan Alexander is in a huge mess. He fears that he will end up in jail or dead. He has been set up and he is desperate and turns to the only person he trusts to help get him out of this mess; Grace Dupont who just happens to be his ex- girlfriend. Grace Dupont, is a forensic accountant along with her twin brother Jerry. When Jonathan comes to her asking for help she has a hard time deciding to help him or watch him fall. After all what does she owe him he left her many years ago? When Grace starts to investigate things start to spiral out of control very fast. With money laundering and diamond smuggling showing up on radar it leaves Grace and Jonathan to stall for time; but what an adventure they are both in for. And will all this excitement help re-kindle a romance or is this their final and last good-bye? Excitement in Miami is what this book should be called. Wow sexy steamy romance laced with greed, jealousy, diamonds, money and more is just what Kiss Me Slowly has between its pages. Grace and Jonathan are both strong characters yet are shown to have flaws underneath their tough exterior. Which makes them so likeable; throw them in a great storyline with many twists and turns and you have a thrilling read by Amber Lea Easton." -- Matilda, Coffee Time Romance

4 STARS: "Jonathan is rather wealthy, and he works for his family business. He is accused of embezzlement and diamond smuggling. At this point, he is desperate, but he trusts no one. He calls on his ex-girlfriend, Grace, who is a forensic accountant. He thinks that she is the only one he can trust. Will she put her personal feelings of disgust aside to help him? There are many twists and turns in this book. The plot is excellent. I have to admit being a bit skeptical about the lust and attraction. If my life were on the line for something I did not even do, I would not be thinking about sex; I would only be working to save myself! However, the cat and mouse game of lust was well-written. This book has great characters, a strong plot, and lavishing lust. I recommend it!" -- Stephanie Rollins, Book Reviews R Us

5 STARS: "If you thought you were being set up for embezzlement and diamond smuggling, and you didn't trust anyone in your circle, who would you turn to for help in proving your innocence? Would you be willing to trust the one person who you hurt years ago, knowing that they might refuse? What if all these years you never were able to forget that person, and the passion still burns bright ... can there still be a glimmer of hope left? These are the questions that Jonathan Alexander faced when being accused of embezzling from his family's company and engaging in diamond smuggling activity. He knew he could only turn to one person, Grace Dupont, the best forensic accountant in Miami, and the woman whose heart he broke thirteen years ago. If you are Grace Dupont, and you have your own secrets that you're hiding, would you be willing to trust the one person who you gave your heart to so long ago, the one who made you not trust another man since then? This is the dilemma that Grace faced when Jonathan desperately asked her to help him prove his innocence, but is he really innocent, or is it a trap being laid for her? Where will their journey take them in Kiss Me Slowly? Kiss Me Slowly is an action packed romance suspense thriller that will have you sitting on the edge of your seat with every chilling twist and turn. The storyline is well written and full of intrigue that pulls the reader into the action that follows Jon and Grace. The interweaving plot of embezzlement, diamond smuggling, betrayal, murder, mayhem, and sizzling romantic chemistry keeps the reader guessing what will happen next as Jon and Grace race against the clock to prove his innocence while encountering unknown dangers that wait around every corner. The characters are realistic, their complex lives and engaging interactions with each other give the story more depth and make it that much more powerful and compelling. I absolutely loved the sizzling chemistry between Jon and Grace, even though they tried to deny it, their passion for each other still simmered below the surface. The description of the setting in the story is fabulous, who wouldn't love to visit the beautiful South Beach area of Miami, the Florida Keys or floating on the ocean in a beautiful yacht? This story has so much suspense and action going on that I couldn't help but hold my breath with anticipation as I turned the pages. Kiss Me Slowly is a riveting, slow burning, sizzling romantic suspense thriller that will captivate you from beginning to end. This is one story that romance suspense thriller fans should put on their reading list, you won't be disappointed!" --Kathleen Higgins-Anderson, Jersey Girl Book Reviews

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He was beyond pissed at this guy’s audacity. His perpetual shadow leaned against the front of a closed dress shop, Panama hat pulled over his eyes, arms folded across his chest, and watched the office door without trying to hide in any way. “Look at him standing there, not even bothering to hide.” 

“He’s been skulking around here all day. I think he’s harmless.” 

“He’s following you now? That can’t be good.” He pulled her closer to his chest and into the shadow of the entrance.

When she sighed, her breasts heaved against his arm. He cursed every inappropriate thought that rushed through his mind. No time for sex with an ex. This situation didn’t exactly scream romance. 

“You weren’t kidding about being trapped in some B movie, were you?” She twisted against him in an attempt to break free of his hold. 

“Stop it.” All of her gyrating distracted him from Panama Hat Man. 

He broke off his words when she bent his wrist backward until he thought it would break. Cursing under his breath, he released her and rubbed the pain in his left hand.

She stalked across the street toward the man, slippers slapping against the pavement, hips swaying beneath the thin cotton dress that skimmed her thighs, and hair bouncing against her bare back. 

He would have chased her even if she weren’t potentially following a psychopath. 

Panama Hat Man walked toward the beach, his stride quickening with their approach. 

“Wait. Stop. I need to talk to you.” She disappeared down the path leading between the buildings to the beach. 

“Grace, come back here.” He jogged toward the path, panic just a breath away from consuming him. He glanced over his shoulder as he ran, conscious of the unlocked building but concerned about Grace’s safety.

Night slowly overtook twilight. Lights from the sidewalk cafes and bars illuminated the street at their backs. Only a handful of people strolled the beach at the waterline in the distance. He watched her jog over the sand, getting further away from the streetlights. 

Panama Hat Man disappeared. 

“This is a bad idea, Grace,” he said when he caught up to her.

“This whole thing is a bad idea. I don’t need this drama.” She shouted the words over her shoulder as she paused to yank the slippers from her feet. “I quit. Done. Finito.”

“And you think I do?” He grabbed her elbow. “I don’t want you to quit, just stop following this guy. You could be walking into a trap. Maybe he wants you to follow him, ever think of that?”

Of all the qualities she had to retain as an adult, it had to be recklessness. So much for the sophisticated, calm, I-have-it-all-together façade. 

A piercing pop sliced through the air. Sand exploded at their feet. Another shot—definitely gunfire. 

He pressed her to the ground as another shot went off. His hands covered her head while his body shielded hers. A brief scan of the horizon showed nothing except sand, strangers running in the opposite direction of the shoreline, and the blackness of the ocean. 

“He’s shooting at us?” she asked against his neck, hands fisted in the material of his shirt. 

“Still think I’m paranoid?” he asked against her forehead. 

“I quit, I really do quit.” Her nails sank into his shoulder as she clung to him. 

Another pop sliced the air. Strangers screamed. Someone yelled for the police.

Searing pain ripped through his left shoulder. Rolling from her, he half crawled, half pulled her further into the darkness and in the opposite direction of the Panama Hat Man. 

He kept his head down and tugged her away from the lights. 

“You think you’re being followed so you drag me into it, thanks a lot.” She stumbled in the sand next to him, bringing him down with her. “Brilliant plan.”

In one move, he hauled her to his side and ran until they stood in the shadows beneath a lifeguard tower. Chest heaving, he shoved his hands through her hair. 

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asked, gaze scanning her for any sign of injury. 

“Stop touching me.” She slapped his hands away, eyes snapping with fire. “My life was complicated enough, Jon Ryan. I didn’t need you making it worse. Damn you.”

“You had to follow the guy, didn’t you?” Rage at the situation at large zeroed in on her. “For being a so-called genius, that was an idiot move.”

She punched him in the shoulder. “Who is this guy? Why is he shooting at us? 

Pain ripped through his left arm and burned down his back. Sharp, burning pain. “If I knew the guy, I’d kick his ass. Stop hitting me.”

She held her fist up to her face and studied the blood that stained her fingers. “You’ve been shot,” she repeated several times before lifting her gaze to his. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me you were shot?” 

“I didn’t know.” He rested the back of his head against the stilt in the shadows of the lifeguard stand. He needed clarity. This entire situation had escalated far beyond his scope of comprehension. None of it made sense. 

“How do you not know that you’ve been shot?” She rubbed the blood from her hand over the front of his shirt while looking down the beach and toward the shadows with extra-wide eyes. “I lost my slippers. They’ll look weird on the beach, won’t they? Not many people live on this block, especially not so close. The police will make the connection.” Eyes overly wide and chest heaving beneath the thin cotton material, she pressed her hand against his arm and stared up at him. “Jonathan, we’re out of time.”

Coldness seeped through his bones. Someone had shot him, but he knew instinctively that Grace had been the target. She had the ability to prove his innocence. Someone wanted her out of the picture. 

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