Superheroine Risa Remington once had the power to read thoughts and emotions with a stroke of her fingertips. Until a lab accident changed everything. Now Risa has to learn to live in the real world--virgin territory for a girl who's never experienced life, love or sex.
CIA agent Daniel MacAlister has orders to babysit gorgeous Risa. She can't fall into the wrong hands--she knows too much. But when Risa falls into his bed one night--soft, warm and naked--he's forced to go on alert. Because his mere sexual touch seems to have triggered her superpowers. And if she finds out what's really on his mind, it's game over. Literally.
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January 01, 2007
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Excerpt from Untouched (Extreme) by Samantha Hunter
"HALLOOO? Risa? I have your groceries...halloooo?"
Risa Remington glared at the wide-screen monitor that covered the surface of her small desk. She'd taped a check onto the door as a not-so-subtle hint for her neighbor just to leave the groceries there, but Kristy was getting more insistent about seeing Risa face-to-face.
Risa watched Kristy, who stood clearly in the path of the hallway video feed. If she didn't open the door, Kristy would probably think something was wrong and get help. That was a hassle Risa just didn't need. She was trying to keep a low profile, intent on drawing as little attention as possible to herself until she could form some plan for her life.
She'd been stuck in this hole of an apartment in this hole of a town for six months. She had no plan but surviving day-to-day.
She looked at the perky young woman on the monitor, her streaked blond hair twisted up into a fun ponytail bound by something pink and fuzzy, her clothes sporty and equally colorful. Risa ignored the twinge of envy that settled in her gut. She didn't know how to be that kind of girl--pretty, lighthearted, carefree. She didn't know how to be a girl, period. Her life had been about much more important things than pink sweaters and kicky highlights. Risa didn't belong to that world--she had no idea what world she belonged in.