Jamie Kendrick went on a trip to hell at the hands of Stanford Reddington, a monster protected by money and power. Now, asking for Last Chance Rescue's help, Jamie makes plans for her revenge. And Dylan Savage, one of LCR's most skilled operatives, is given an assignment he despises but can't refuse--to train the lovely Jamie but thwart her revenge plot at all costs. With tender ruthlessness, he pries open her most intimate secrets, and the attraction they've both tried to deny explodes into a scorching love affair--an affair that Dylan has to end. Months after Jamie stormed away from Dylan and LCR, the two meet again--at the home of Stanford Reddington. In the grips of hurt, anger, desire, and undercover danger, Jamie and Dylan will risk more than broken hearts: they're risking everything to stop an evil fiend from destroying more lives, including their own.
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October 04, 2011
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Excerpt from Sweet Revenge by Christy Reece
Three months later
"Do you take this man to be your husband?"
A pregnant silence filled the ancient church, as if it, along with the one hundred plus guests, waited breathlessly for the bride's response. No one doubted what the answer would be, but still, there was excited anticipation as McKenna Sloan said, "I do" and became Lucas Kane's wife at last.
At those words, Jamie let out a long, silent sigh of delight. Standing to the right of her sister, holding a spray of roses along with the bride's bouquet of orchids, she could barely contain the joy that swelled within her. Seeing McKenna marry the man she adored was a dream come true. No one deserved happiness more. And Lucas was equally in love. His handsome face held an expression of tender reverence as he repeated the same vows McKenna had just recited.
While the minister continued his instructions, Jamie's gaze shifted to the guests. It was a small group by most standards, especially for a man of Lucas's wealth and stature, but McKenna and Lucas had wanted in at�tendance only those who meant something to them.
For Lucas, that included a handful of friends, and for �McKenna that meant as many operatives of Last Chance Rescue as could get there.
Noah McCall had the honor of walking McKenna down the aisle. Jamie knew only a few of the other operatives. She recognized the stunning face of Skylar James, a woman who'd been on the covers of numerous fashion magazines and was the wife of LCR operative Gabe Maddox.
Shifting her gaze slightly, she saw a beautiful auburn-�haired woman and a man with long golden-�blond hair and a scar on the left side of his face. McKenna had introduced them to her last night as Shea and Ethan Bishop. To their right sat Cole and Keeley Mathison and their adorable twin daughters, Hannah and Hailey.
In front of that group were LCR operatives Eden and Jordan Montgomery, whom she'd met this morning at breakfast. Sitting beside Eden was a little boy of about five, their newly adopted son, Paulo. On the other side of Jordan were Noah; his wife, Samara; and their son, Micah.
Sitting one row back, she recognized the blond head of Aidan Thorne. Though things had been blurry the night of her rescue, she vaguely remembered seeing him there. In a pew behind Aidan was a dark-�haired, exotic-�looking woman named Angela, LCR's receptionist. According to Noah, she was the one person Last Chance Rescue could not live without.
Her attention moved back to the people standing at the front of the church with the bride and groom. Jared Livingston, Lucas's best man, looked almost frightfully grim. Jamie had seen him several times at Lucas's home, and each time, he'd seemed to grow more forbidding. McKenna had mentioned that his marriage had ended; she hadn't needed to say more. The end of a marriage was like a death in many ways.
The man standing beside Jared was Conrad, Lucas's butler. No one had questioned why the wealthy Lucas Kane had asked his butler to stand up with him on the most important day of his life. Anyone who knew Lucas knew that Conrad was much more to him than an employee. Having stayed with Lucas and McKenna since her rescue, Jamie could attest to that. The man was both amazingly efficient and wonderfully kind.
Drawing a breath, but having no other choice, she let her eyes travel at last to the one man she'd been studiously avoiding not only talking to but even acknowledging: the new bane of her life, Dylan Savage.
How could one man be so gorgeously handsome, so wonderfully heroic, so seemingly kind, but so incredibly obnoxious, rude, and, well, just generally an asshole?
When he'd shown up at the airport to travel with her to the States, she'd started to reconsider her opinion. Had thought maybe she had imagined his animosity. And though they'd shared some conversation at the beginning, it had ended quickly, with Dylan dozing for the rest of the flight. About an hour before they'd landed, he'd woken, but he had been noticeably cooler. Every question she'd asked had been met with a grunt or a one-�word answer. Jamie had finally given up and sat beside him alternating between hurt and anger.
When they'd arrived in Atlanta, he had silently walked with her to her connecting gate. Thankfully, she'd had only a few minutes to spare before her flight had begun loading. Standing beside him while he kept his gaze on everyone else but her had been just another frustration. When she'd suggested, somewhat sarcastically, that she could manage to get on the plane by herself, if he wanted to be on his way, he'd turned and given her a heated look that'd almost melted her insides. Then he had looked away again and continued to ignore her until her flight was called. The second she was able to board, she'd almost run from him with a barely audible "Have a good visit with your family."
Before she could take more than a couple of steps, he had caught her arm to pull her around to face him. Jamie had lost her breath. The intensity of those emerald-�green eyes seared her. She'd waited, breathlessly, for him to say something--�sure that whatever it was would be monumental and meaningful. But what had he said? Nothing magical, nothing monumental. Beautiful mouth straight-�lined and unsmiling, his hold on her arm tight, he'd growled, "Stay out of trouble," and then turned and disappeared into the crowd.
She had spent the entire flight from Atlanta to Baton Rouge coming up with one-�line zingers she should have hurled back at him.