All three OUT OF LINE books in one volume... PLUS two bonus scenes AND the original ending to OUT OF TIME!
OUT OF LINE
I always follow orders. My job, my life, depends on it. I thought this
job would be easy, all the rules were made crystal clear, but when I met Carrie
Wallington, everything got muddy. She's a rule I know I shouldn't break, but
damn if I don't inch closer to the breaking point each time I see her. I'm
ready to step out of line. And even worse? I'm living a lie. They say the truth
will set you free, but in my case...
The truth will cost me everything.
OUT OF TIME
Being Carrie's bodyguard was one thing. Being her boyfriend is another.
Every day she's mine is a day the sun shines in my life. Yet our time together
is running out. Her father will never think a tattooed Marine will be good
enough, so I'll do whatever it takes to be worthy of her love. But the road
will take me away from the girl who makes me feel alive--the girl I can't live
without.
Time only gets us so far...
OUT OF MIND
All I wanted was to be worthy of Carrie. One mission, just one, and I’d
be able to give her the future she deserved. Then everything went wrong,
leaving me tainted and broken. Carrie wants me to be who I was, but all that’s
left is what they made of me. I’m no good for her. No good for anyone like
this. I have to figure out how to move forward. Alone.
Sometimes love isn’t enough…
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OUT OF LINE
(Book #1)
OUT OF TIME
(Book #2)
OUT OF MIND
(Book #3)
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Out Of Line EXCERPT
I grabbed my stuff and headed toward the store. After a quick conversation with the employee, I came back out and found Finn standing there, his hands in his pockets and his shoulders hunched. I held my hand out and waited for him to take it with bated breath. I don’t know why I did that. We weren’t dating. We weren’t even friends yet. I couldn’t resist. He stared at my hand for a second, muttered something under his breath, and closed his fingers around mine. A shot of electricity skittered up my arm, making me jump slightly.What the heck had that been?His eyes darkened and something weird twisted in my belly in response. Something I was only loosely familiar with. Desire. I was a virgin, but I’d read about sex enough times to recognize the sensation. And I would bet my favorite pair of Converses that he was feeling it, too.“Ready?” he asked, his voice deeper than usual.“So ready,” I said, peeking up at him through my lashes. “I’ve always wanted to ride one, but my dad wouldn’t let me.”He perked up. “Maybe we shouldn’t. You know, if your dad would be mad.”“Oh, please. I’m nineteen.” I tugged him toward a Harley I could only assume was his. “I’ll ride what I want to ride.”He groaned under his breath. “I bet you will.” When we reached the bike, he grabbed the helmet off the handle and slid it over my head. I tried to pull back, not wanting to wear the ugly thing in front of him, but he didn’t let me. “My bike. My rules. You wear the helmet.”“What about you?”“I’ll be fine.” He gently slid the helmet the rest of the way down over my head, making sure to keep my hair out of my eyes as he did so. My heart did a weird little flip flop at the way he watched me, his eyes hot and his lips soft. His touch, gentle as it might seem, held a strength behind it.“How do I look?”“Perfect,” he said lightly. Then he climbed onto the bike and looked over his shoulder at me. That look he gave me was the look that so many books described. Like he was inviting me to fall into his arms and stay there forever. God, I wanted to. His muscles flexed, teasing me with his perfection. “Climb on and hold on as tight as you can.”I swallowed hard and slid on the back of the bike.
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