ISBN Print: 978-1-5092-1172-2
ISBN Digital: 978-1-5092-1173-9
Page Count: 336
Word Count: 85165
Ancient Warrior Prophecy Book One
Murder, Neanderthal DNA, and an ancient prophecy of warriors…
Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner's killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she's the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.
DNA specialist Lily Sinclair is in need of a vacation, or so her over-protective ex-husband tells her. Arriving in chilly Alaska instead of sunny Cancun, she's tired and cranky and so not in the mood for her bodyguard's he-man tactics. Still, there's something about the sexy eye-candy that makes her want to lick him all over even as she's demanding to go home.
Then Lily's ex is poisoned, and Sebastian is certain the two murders are connected and she could be next. She knows he's hiding something, but with the worldwide release of Neanderthal DNA project only days away, she has no choice but to trust him to protect her. But can she trust him with her heart?
“Are you crazy? A genetic breakthrough like this is huge. The team extracted DNA from a forty-thousand-year-old bone.” She waved her index finger like an irritated schoolmarm. “You don’t understand the hours of painstaking research this has taken.”
The intensity of her argument kept him captivated, not because of the scientific data she divulged. No, he enjoyed watching her eyes light up and her whole body come alive with her enthusiasm for the subject. He envisioned all her passion centered on him, excited by his touch, flushed and animated by desire.
Wrapping a hand around her waist, he pulled her against him. “Doesn’t matter how they did it. The results are the same.”
She lightly slapped his chest. “You’re right. You are a complete Neanderthal.”
Undeterred by her perceived insult, he slid his arms around her and lowered his lips to hers.
“Sebastian, I don’t—” The rest of the sentence died under the quick spear of his tongue seeking entrance into the hot moist haven of her mouth.
Tightening his grip, he drew the soft cushion of her breasts invitingly against his chest. He’d gone too long without the seductive touch of a woman, and she welcomed him by drawing him deeper.
Somewhere in his subconscious, he was reminded that women didn’t progress from “Hello, it nice to meet you” to “Do you want to go to bed with me” this quickly. He had to take things a little slower if he wanted to win the girl.
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