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Excerpt of Veiled Target by Robin Bielman

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Samhain Publishing
August 2014
On Sale: July 22, 2014
Featuring: Hugh Langston; Tess Damon
ISBN: 161922173X
EAN: 9781619221734
Kindle: B00JEY8GE0
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Also by Robin Bielman:

The Matchmaker and the Cowboy, November 2022
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The Wedding Crasher and the Cowboy, November 2021
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Written for You, September 2021
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Promise Me, April 2019
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The Best Friend Bargain, August 2016
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Falling For Her Bachelor, April 2016
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Take A Risk Bundle, September 2015
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Blame it on the Kiss, June 2015
e-Book
His Million Dollar Risk, February 2015
e-Book
Keeping Mr. Right Now, August 2014
e-Book
Veiled Target, August 2014
e-Book
Wild About Her Wingman, April 2014
e-Book
Her Accidental Boyfriend, October 2013
e-Book
Risky Surrender, September 2013
e-Book
Kissing the Maid of Honor, May 2013
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Kissing the Maid of Honor, May 2013
Hardcover / e-Book
Kissing the Maid of Honor, May 2013
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Yours at Midnight, December 2012
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Worth the Risk, May 2012
e-Book

Excerpt of Veiled Target by Robin Bielman

“Cut the crap, Tess. Why were you following me?”

“How do you know I was following you?” Oops. She meant to say, “What makes you think I was following you?”

He gave a knowing smile—that looked ridiculously sexy rather than irritating. “I know you don’t want to insult my intelligence so let’s just say for argument’s sake, if you were following me, why would that be?”

At least she’d gotten him to change his tone.

“Truthfully?” She leaned a little closer to him. She couldn’t help it.

“That would be nice.”

“I’m really not a very nice person,” she announced.

“Neither am I.” He reached out and moved a strand of hair behind her ear.

Was he trying to confuse her? Because it was working. She’d nearly fallen into his hand before he pulled it away. He was indeed a very bad man.

“That’s good. I hate nice guys. So where does that leave us?”

“I haven’t got all night, Tess.” He lowered his chin, indicating—she presumed—he was growing tired of their banter.

She lifted an eyebrow. “No? That’s too bad. I’m a night owl. I can—”

“Answer my question before I haul you to your car over my shoulder.” His tone sent a little zing of pleasure right to the tips of her breasts.

“As if you could—” She was over his shoulder in one second flat. He moved swiftly, quietly and with superhuman strength. Uh oh. “Hey, put me down!”

He started down the alley, seemingly unbothered by her spastic attempts to get him to let her go. “You ready to walk and talk now?”

“Fine,” she conceded, although the view of his backside was pretty damn good.

When both feet securely hit the ground, she tugged down her dress and shifted the V-neck into place. He watched her squirm to put the rest of the material back where it belonged and his roving eyes heated her from the inside out.

“I followed you because I wanted to help.”

He started walking. “Do I look like I need help?” A little gleam—and major interest?—flickered in his sideways glance.

“Well, no. But I’m very capable and I didn’t feel like going home, so I decided there was no harm in making myself available to you should you need me.” She took a deep breath. It was time to put the question out there. “Did you know Dane is a—”

“Wolfen? Yeah I know.”

“How do you—”

He stopped and turned toward her with confusion and passion in his deep blue eyes. For several seconds he stared at her, like he was trying to get inside her head. Guess what she was thinking. “I’m the leader of the Night Runners,” he finally said.

She imagined he’d told her something he’d never told another human being before.

What the hell was she going to do now?

Excerpt from Veiled Target by Robin Bielman
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