Taming Her Past - Protecting Her Future: BBW Erotic Romance (Hearts of Heroes Book 2)
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Authors: Rayne O'Gara
Tags: #bbw fiction, #bbw adult romance, #bbw romance, #bbw and detective
Taming Her Past – Protecting Her Future
Hearts of Heroes
Book Two
by Rayne O’Gara
© Copyright January 2015 JK Publishing, Inc.
ISBN# 978-1-310-95588-4
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Artwork by Jess Buffett
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To my husband. Thank you for the amazing support and help with inspiration ; ) To my readers, without you I would be nothing. Thank you so much! To the amazing JK family...I am so blessed to be a part of this amazing group of people! To my mother and Whiskey Starr, who kept me motivated and confident...you guys are my rock : )
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Luccas…
“What do you mean you’re not coming over!?” Will, my partner of four years, screams into my ear over the phone line. With a shake of my head in quick jerky movements, I grab up the files that lay scattered on the top of my desk. This is such total bullshit! I can’t believe the old man's doing this to me! Files tucked away under my arm, I give a quick turn on my heel and start to make my way through the maze of desks in the busy and chaotic police station.
“Chief said I had to take it. Either I take the time off or he will suspend me with no pay! Dammit, we are right in the middle of a case,” I explain heatedly to my partner. Walking through the first set of revolving doors I make my way down the white walled hallway, my steps echoing back to me.
“Shit, well who’s he sending in your place? We've gotten three truck stop murders in the last six weeks! He’s not making me run solo is he?” Will asks with concern. Solo? Give me a break.
“No, he said he is sending Keene over to you. I made sure our asses were covered. I have the files and I will review them at home. Call me when you’re done at the scene.” A sigh from Will freezes me in place right in front of the doors. “What?” I snap at him.
“What part of break are you not getting here, brother? Go to a bar, have a drink. Shit, man, get laid! How long has it been? Stop thinking about work for a bit. You pull yourself into this too much,” Will grumbles at me. Giving an eye roll, I push open the heavy double doors leading out of the police station that was built smack dab in the center of Liberty, Texas.
With the sun beating down hard on my closely cropped dark brown hair my body instantly started to sweat. Fucking summer. Wearing the customary dress clothes of my profession I start to swelter. Grumbling out, “Call me later,” I then snap my phone, shut ending the call abruptly. Juggling the files back into my hands, I slide the piece of crap cellphone into my dress slacks pocket and unbutton the top few buttons on my shirt, trying to get some kind of breeze on my skin.
Having known Will for years, even before we were partnered, I wouldn’t be surprised if the jackass wasn’t the one who said something to Chief Marks. Bullshit, it’s all bullshit. I don’t get in too deep. So what I don’t take time off? I’m committed to my job! Bad people need to be put away and I’m going to be sleeping! I don’t think so. Marks can force me to take a vacation but he can’t make my head quit working. Deep in my ranting, I turn the corner beside the police station heading to my car and crash into someone sending files and papers flying everywhere.
“What the!” I stumble, looking down to find my crash-ie in front of me. No, not this, not her! Pinching my lips together in a stern line, I growl out, “You.”
Harmony Saint-Marks lay sprawled out on the sidewalk. I watch her sharp eyes fly around looking for what hit her. Staring at my shiny black shoes, she turns her body toward my feet and her gaze follows it up, up, up, until she is staring into my hard cut face. Everything else today is going to shit and now this. Sitting up, still staring into my eyes, I see the recollection and then her beautiful face pinches into a narrowed hateful look, she huffs out a breath. If I thought for a second that she wouldn’t bite me, I might offer her help. I like all my fingers where they are, thank you very much. Smoothing down her shirt and trying to fix her skirt, she gives me the most brilliant view of her large round breasts when her billowy white shirt gapes in the front hanging down. For fuck's sake! The hot flash of arousal at seeing just a part of her lush goddess figure has me biting the inside of my cheek to keep the groan from slipping out. Why do we hate each other again?
“Instead of looking down my shirt, why don’t you get your ass down here and help me sort through these files?”
Oh yeah…that’s why. “Harmony,” I practically sneer her name. The harsh tone of her voice just helps me curb my attraction to her.
“Miss Saint-Marks, if you please, Mr. Ariea,” Harmony sneers back.
I watch as her narrowed yellow eyes stare daggers into my chest, and I swiftly remember why I try my damnedest to stay away from her. Sweet curvy ass and big tits begging to be squeezed aside, she has a temper. Of course, Mom would skin me alive before Harmony had a chance. If Mom saw how I was treating her, yikes. That wouldn’t end well. Shaking myself back into the moment, I lean down and grab up paper after paper, trying to get everything sorted. The faster I get this done, the faster I can get away.
Come on, Luc…you can do this, play nice.
“I’m sorry, Harm…ah, Miss Saint-Marks. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. Here, let me help,” I apologize, looking into her strange cat eyes. This woman rubs me the wrong way, but, I could be polite…ish.
I notice Harmony’s breath catch in her chest, making it push out farther toward me, making something of mine push out farther as well. Her throat constricts from her swallowing hard, Harmony nods her head and quickly looks away from our eye lock, focusing on the files and papers. Those eyes are way too easy to fall into. Every man likes to look at a hot woman even when they know they are, well, bitchy. The trick is to know when to walk away before they drag you under. The problem with Harmony is…that’s all my body wants when she’s near. Under my bed covers, her under me. It has been that way since the first time we met. Imagine my surprise when invited over to dinner by my police chief’s wife, DeAnna, I find, there arguing with the chief, is a gorgeous woman. Sleek straight black as night hair cut short to just under her ear giving me a tasty glimpse of ear lobe. Kohl rimmed topaz eyes snapping fire, and a curvy body a Greek goddess would envy. I wanted her on sight. Then the whole awkward ‘this is my daughter’ introduction happened, and when hearing the ‘Detective’ before my name, her pert little nose I just thought was sweet, turned up and her attitude revealed itself. Okay, so way off limits and a snob to boot. I can honestly say every meeting we have had after haven’t been pleasant ones. Unfortunately, my body doesn’t heed my mind. Mentally shaking myself out of my entrancement, I see the shields slide down covering the vulnerability in her eyes. Ah, the bitch is back. Just won’t let me in, will you,
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