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In each and every single book that came before in this series, I wanted this book. D is one of those standout characters that is sexy enough and mysterious enough that you just want more. In every book, my curiosity grew bigger and bigger until I thought I’d burst. When the announcement came that D was finally getting his story, this was me…
I’ve been waiting for this silent asshole killer dude to get his story told. I have my assumptions on his background, his childhood but I’m still not prepared to read it. I can’t wait to power through though.
Midnight Revenge (Killer Instincts #7) by Elle Kennedy
Releases on February 2, 2016 by Signet
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From the USA Today bestselling author of Midnight Captive, the latest Killer Instincts novel is “off-the-charts-hot”* romantic suspense that takes readers into the heart of an enigmatic mercenary…
Out of all the stone-cold mercenaries in Jim Morgan’s black ops organization, Derek “D” Pratt is the most intimidating. He is tight-lipped and covered in tattoos, and even the other guys on his team are afraid to ask him about his past. D’s been off the grid for years, but after his teammate Sullivan is mistakenly captured in his place, D is forced to come out of hiding and face his demons.
When D lands in Mexico, he’s ready to risk everything to save his friend. To complicate matters, Sofia Amaro, a feisty doctor whom D had a one-night stand with months ago, has tracked him down. And in an instant she’s unintentionally caught up in his life-threatening rescue mission.
Now D must extract not one but two people from the most violent world he’s ever encountered. And one of them is carrying his child…
So Sofia, the doctor lady is his heroine? Interesting. I’m mighty intrigued to see how they come together.
He paused in the doorway, his mocking gaze sweeping over her, and even while wearing that scornful expression, he was still the most attractive man she’d ever laid eyes on. His features looked like they’d been chiseled out of stone, and the dark scruff on his jaw was sexy as hell.
She didn’t understand him. Didn’t understand herself for being so attracted to him. Derek Pratt represented everything she hated in a man. He was aloof, dispassionate, insensitive at times. He wasn’t boyfriend material. Hell, he wasn’t even first-date material.
Her gaze slid up his corded throat to his mouth. That mouth had no right being so damn sensual. He hadn’t kissed her the night they’d had sex. If anything, he’d made an effort to not even look at her. Taking her from behind while he was fully clothed . . . it was as impersonal as it could get.
The father of my baby, ladies and gentleman. A man who can’t even look a woman in the eye when he fucks her.
Along with a deep burn of resentment, her heart also ached with regret. There had to be more to this man. Nobody could be this cold and indifferent. Her gut told her that something had made him this way, and if she just took the time to find out what it was, then she could . . . what? Fix him?
God. Yes. Maybe she did want to fix him. Because that was what she did—she fixed people, damn it. And it drove her crazy that she couldn’t seem to reach D, no matter how hard she tried. For years their paths had kept crossing, over and over again, yet she knew as much about him now as she had back then. Which was nothing. She knew nothing.
“Ash will drive you to the plane in ten minutes,” he told her, then paused, visibly uncomfortable. “Make sure you go to all your doctor’s appointments. Take care of yourself and the kid.”
When he started to turn away, she hurried toward him. “Derek. Wait.”
The wariness in his eyes barely took root before she was reaching up to cup his cheeks. He flinched the second she touched him. She ignored the response. She suspected he didn’t like to be touched, but she didn’t care. She swept her thumbs over the stubble on his jaw and locked her gaze with his.
“Be careful,” she said softly.
Then she stood on her tiptoes and pressed her mouth to his.
His lips didn’t move. Not at first. His discomfort showed in the stiffness of his body, and if she hadn’t clasped her hands around his neck, she knew he would have pulled away.
She brushed her lips over his, slowly, gently. When she tried to deepen the kiss, he stiffened again, just for a moment, before his mouth opened ever so slightly and his tongue touched hers. Her pulse exploded as anticipation surged through her blood, but one fleeting taste was all she got. The softest, sweetest brush of his tongue, and then he wrenched their mouths apart.
“Good-bye, Sofia,” he said gruffly.
She stared at the empty doorway after he’d left it, her heart beating fast. Why did he always leave her wanting more? She didn’t know him. She wasn’t sure she liked him. Yet she always wanted more. Another lay. Another kiss. Just . . . more.
Sofia stood frozen in place as she listened to the male voices wafting from the main room. D had said something to his men, and now they were engaged in muffled conversation. Then she heard footsteps. The front door shut. A moment later, the faint sound of a car engine, and then voices again. Liam and Ash, talking among themselves.
D had left.
Her insides twisted into a tight knot. His good-bye had sounded way too final. Like they were never going to see each other again.
See? That silent asshole killer dude in action, ladies and gentlemen. I just know his story is going to be great!
Killer Instincts Series
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A New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, Elle Kennedy grew up in the suburbs of Toronto, Ontario, and holds a B.A. in English from York University. From an early age, she knew she wanted to be a writer, and actively began pursuing that dream when she was a teenager.
Elle writes romantic suspense and erotic contemporary romance for various publishers. She loves strong heroines and sexy alpha heroes, and just enough heat and danger to keep things interesting!
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