"Fast paced, action packed, cannot put down thriller that will keep you guessing until the very end"
Reviewed by Christine Mize
Posted December 26, 2014
Romance Suspense
Kay Taylor is an investigator for the Dallas child
Protective Services. She will do anything to protect the
children she watches over. When one of those children
dies
supposedly by her own hand, Kay's instincts tell her
otherwise. As she begins to investigate, someone will do
anything to protect against the truth.
Nate Wolfe is an ex-Navy Seal and went to college with
Kay. He and two other college friends will do anything to
keep Kay safe and to get to the truth behind the child's
death and the threats to Kay's life.
HELL OR HIGH WATER
filled with twists and turns that you will never see
coming. I very much enjoyed the book, but often had to go
back and re-read passages because I missed details the
first time. I loved that Kay is a very strong,
intelligent, confident heroine who completely hold her own
in a very tense situation. I loved the very Alpha Nate
Wolfe and enjoyed the fireworks between he and Kay. I
cannot wait to see what the next book in the Lost and
Found
series holds.
SUMMARY
When ex–SEAL Nate Wolfe learns a woman from his
past is in danger, nothing will stop him from protecting
her. Not even her.
Dallas Child Protection Services Investigator Kay
Taylor
doesn't want or need Nate in her life. But he doesn't seem
to understand the word no. He seems to also have forgotten
the brand he left on her heart.
When Kay is taken and sold to a monster, the devil
himself couldn't stop Nate from doing whatever it takes to
find her...but will he be in time?
ExcerptA chill slammed into her. Again, somebody's eyes on her
sent
a shiver up her arms. She whirled.
A black Harley was parked down the block. She paused at
the rear of the car and stared at the rider. Odd that he'd
parked away from the funeral crowd and sat there watching.
Damn, the black visor didn't stop the burn as his gaze
bore
down on her. Her breath caught. Was this the man who'd
saved
her? Wearing a black leather jacket and matching helmet,
the
man sat motionless.
She started toward him, and the rider stepped off the
bike. If this was her ninja, she'd demand answers after
she
thanked him. He turned his back to her and then removed
the
helmet. His fingers wound through shoulder–length
black hair, tying the strands together with a piece of
leather. There was something vaguely familiar about him.
His
movements. His shoulders. His hands.
He turned to face her, and her heart rate raced toward
the ozone.
"Hello, Kaycie."
Ten years of missing Nate Wolfe boiled over. He was
here.
Really here. She sprang into his arms, clutched his broad
shoulders and leaned into his
hard–as–a–rock chest. God, his scent, a
mixture of leather, woodsy cologne and virile man washed
over her. Damn. Her body betrayed her by melting into him.
"Nate," she whispered into his neck. "You saved me."
Her
flesh heated when his large hands flexed against the small
of her back and drew her closer.
"Come hell or high water," he whispered, his warm
breath
sending heat streaks across her skin.
A split–second passed before memories of his
lying
tongue using that same phrase so many years ago hit her. A
volcano of heartbreak erupted and spewed forth.
"Don't touch me," she spit the words at him while
scrambling out of reach. "And don't you dare say that to
me.
Ever."
"You hugged me." His eyes went wide and he held his
hands
up in surrender.
Damn him and his Cheshire cat grin. Kay plowed her
right
fist into his jaw. God, pain shot up her arm. His head
barely moved. Still, she relished the snap of his teeth.
Obviously, she didn't hit him hard enough. He rubbed his
scruffy jaw while that sexy little smile inched right back
up his cheeks.
"Why are you following me?" Her knuckles hurt like
hell,
but he'd never know.
"What?" He held his hands in front of him, palms up.
"No
good to see you, Nate? No how you been? No nothing."
"I'll try this again, slower. Why. Are. You.
Fol—"
"We need to talk." The fun left his gaze. The sparkle
dimmed to seriousness.
She stepped further away and sent him a glare designed
to
blister his flesh from head to toe. Unaffected, he picked
up
the cell phone earpiece she'd knocked off and reattached
it
to his ear while never taking his navy blue eyes off her.
"No, we don't. Thank you for saving my life. Now do
what
you do best. Go away." She spun on her heel. Rubbing her
now
swelling hand, Kay stalked straight to her waiting friend.
"You okay?" Holly asked over the top of the car before
she slid behind the wheel.
"If I didn't break my fist on his cement jaw, I will
be."
Kay stabbed her seatbelt a second time before fastening it
properly. She cursed the tears welling. Cursed the feel
his
warm body imprinted on her breasts. Cursed the memories
that
sent her heart spinning.
Holly dropped her .380 in her purse.
"Did you take that in church this morning?"
"Yep. God knows I carry. And the law gave me a permit.
Glad I had it, because I didn't know what the hell was
going
down when you hit him. Who was the hunk?"
"Nate Wolfe."
"Holy shit. The guy from college?"
"The same. He's been watching me. I'm sure of it."
"I should've shot him." Holly punched the gas pedal,
ignoring the speed bumps.
"Thanks for having my back. And for getting the
concealed
carry license."
"I'm never without protection. Or a gun." Holly
chuckled
at her own joke. "Where to?"
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