"Lucy Monroe is one of my favorite writers." --Lora Leigh
When reporter Alan Hyatt is assigned to investigate a case of high-tech espionage in the Vancouver film industry--and meets sizzling actress Jillian Carlyle--he finds a perfect reason to work in bed. But Jillian is also his landlady--and she doesn't date her renters. When Jillian suggests he play a background actor on her sci-fi show to get closer to his suspects, Alan's not about to turn down the red-hot redhead, even if she keeps throwing him curves...
Alan may be six-feet-something of chiseled ruggedness, but Jillian doesn't do relationships with men who stir more than her senses. No one is getting a chance at her heart. Especially not one of her renters. Still, there's nothing wrong with enjoying Alan from afar--but not too far to appreciate his rock-hard abs. If only he didn't make her feel safe and oh so right whenever they touch...
"Monroe writes with a flourish the type of lovemaking and desire that women can truly appreciate." -Romantic Times on 3 Brides for 3 Bad Boys.
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April 30, 2011
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Excerpt from Deal With This by Lucy Monroe
The elderly security guard for Frost Productions drove toward home, his thoughts in a whirl. What had that grip and the producer been doing in the studio so late together? The grip hadn't been signed in on the security log and when the guard had asked the producer about it, the man had gotten quite hostile.
What should he do about the discrepancy, if anything? He was months away from retirement and he didn't want to do anything to mess it up. He was looking forward to fulfilling his dream to travel Canada in a motor home with his wife of forty years. Making waves only weeks from his last day on the job was the last thing he needed to do.
Martha would have said the same thing.
He nodded to himself. Yes. He would simply let sleeping dogs lie. No sense in stirring up trouble when it was more likely to get him reprimanded than not. Especially considering who was involved with the breach of security protocol.
He turned on his signal to take the next off ramp and pressed the brake to slow his car. But the car didn't slow, and his thoughts shattered as his attempts remained futile and the car began to pick up momentum on the slight downgrade.
The next morning a small mention was made in the paper of a fatal automobile accident. The driver's name was not mentioned, but his job at Frost Productions as a security guard was.
Nothing was said about a break-in that happened the same night because it was not reported to the local police. One of the hard drives that stored film footage had been erased completely and the executives were furious. The discovery that only one scene would have to be reshot did not improve anyone's mood.
Two men, however, were pleased. A piece of information that should never have been transferred to the hard drive had been, and in an effort to make sure no remnant of the file remained, the entire hard drive had been wiped.
It was a pity the old man had to meet with an accident on his way home, but neither of the other men wanted to risk his relaying the fact that the grip had been on the lot the night before . . . or the producer, for that matter.
Snipping his brake line had been even easier than it looked in the movies. Fortunately, both men had enough experience with show biz to do the job right, and the one who had done the cutting had even taken the time to make it look as close to a frayed line as he could.
When no one questioned the "accidental nature" of the man's death at the wheel of his car, they knew they'd done the job right.