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Tagline: A fantasy exchange leads to hot action for Kelsey and Vas
Blurb:
Vas Batista leads an elite team in and out of hot spots around the world for a private security company. A particularly grueling operation lowers morale and he decides the team needs a pick up. But he’s not quite prepared for the ice breaker topic his second in command draws out of the box—name his ultimate fantasy woman. Considering Kelsey fits the bill, Vas can’t very well name her.
Kelsey Drum loves working her dream job and can’t ask for a better group of people to spend the bulk of her time with. When her CO wants a distraction she’s always happy to provide one. But sharing her biggest fantasy? No way. Not when he’s her number one pick.
Kelsey and Vas manage to avoid naming each other, but their interest is piqued. Kelsey quite literally catches Vas with his pants down and she comes clean about who she’d choose as her fantasy man. Vas admits she’s his top choice and a meeting of minds and bodies follows. They embark on a fantasy exchange, but agree the work has to come first, no matter what. When Vas struggles to keep rule number one, Kelsey calls off the affair until Vas can deal.
Excerpt:
Kelsey walked into the Rec, a former motor pool storage facility located on a decommissioned base, which served as their corporate headquarters. A retired team member turned the place into a bar where the covert operations teams could relax, unwind, and speak freely about their missions. Not open to the public, the Rec didn’t show up with a listed address or owner anywhere. In five years of operation, not a soul had stumbled onto the place. Kelsey considered the rundown building a little slice of heaven. The facade didn’t look like much on the outside, but the inside looked like a dream. Part retro summer camp, part rustic hunting lodge, the combination just worked—at least for Kelsey.
Joe stood behind the bar, wiping down a set of glasses. He jerked his head toward a large, round table and lifted a questioning brow.
Kelsey nodded. “Perfect, Joe.” She made her way to his side, ducking behind the bar. “I’m grabbing the ice breaker box.” Reaching under the shelf, she fished around until she found the smooth, wooden square.
Joe frowned when she stood up. “Tough one?” He stacked and lined the glasses up on a tray then brought out several bottles of alcohol. “From your earlier call asking for the run of the place, I kind of figured it might have been.” Grabbing the goods, he started toward the table. “And now you’re using the box. What the hell went down, Kels?” He placed the supplies in the middle then stepped back and glanced in her direction.
Kelsey shrugged. “Let’s just say we’re down one friend and up one foe and leave it at that for now.” She carried the box to the table and looked up when team members started filing through the door. “Thanks for coming through, Joe. We need this.”
Joe squeezed her bicep. “Always happy to help out. You know where to find everything.” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, hugging her close. “Leave the stuff when you’re done. I’ll clean up in the morning.” With a wave to everyone, he strode to the back door and exited.
Kelsey’s lips quirked when she faced the team, who each had a sheepish grin on their face. No doubt, all were feeling a little awkward about the cranky mood earlier and the reason for the rec special, but Kelsey figured they’d all snap back to normal in due course. Her quick head count showed one missing—Vas.
She glanced toward Stiver. His gaze slid to the door and sure enough, the metal slab opened to reveal their leader.
Kelsey relaxed and snapped her fingers. “Okay, let’s get this debrief started.” She handed the box to Vas. “You open and I’ll draw?” The group found seats and settled down.
He snapped the hinge up and flipped the lid. “Sounds good.” He waited until she rifled through the slips of paper and drew one, then closed the box.