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Defenseless by Elizabeth Dyer
December 01, 2017
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Title: Defenseless
Series: Somerton Security #1
Series: Somerton Security #1
Author: Elizabeth Dyer
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: December 1, 2017
Blurb
When ex-marine
Georgia Bennett left the military for high-end private security, it was
supposed to soften her snarky attitude. Instead, her short fuse just earned her
a punishment of an assignment: protect smart-ass tech genius and Department of
Defense contractor Parker Livingston. It should have been easy—only no one
warned Georgia that Parker was one seriously drop-dead-gorgeous geek.
Georgia Bennett left the military for high-end private security, it was
supposed to soften her snarky attitude. Instead, her short fuse just earned her
a punishment of an assignment: protect smart-ass tech genius and Department of
Defense contractor Parker Livingston. It should have been easy—only no one
warned Georgia that Parker was one seriously drop-dead-gorgeous geek.
The last thing
Parker needs is a bodyguard, especially not one with killer curves and a sassy
mouth who tempts him to do something incredibly stupid. He’s too busy
investigating whoever is turning his technology against him and threatening his
team of covert operatives. But when an assassin sends Georgia and Parker
running for their lives, it might just be the explosive sexual chemistry and
the trust that’s building between them that saves their necks. Because the only
thing more dangerous than the combination of Parker’s intellect and Georgia’s
aim is their steadfast desire to protect each other, no matter the cost.
Parker needs is a bodyguard, especially not one with killer curves and a sassy
mouth who tempts him to do something incredibly stupid. He’s too busy
investigating whoever is turning his technology against him and threatening his
team of covert operatives. But when an assassin sends Georgia and Parker
running for their lives, it might just be the explosive sexual chemistry and
the trust that’s building between them that saves their necks. Because the only
thing more dangerous than the combination of Parker’s intellect and Georgia’s
aim is their steadfast desire to protect each other, no matter the cost.
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Excerpt
Georgia
squared her shoulders, tried on her practiced smile, lifted her fist, and
knocked. Then knocked some more. Then pounded on the industrial steel until her
fist hurt. What the hell was she supposed to do now? Ethan had clearly advised
against just letting herself in, but how long was she expected to stand outside
and wait?
squared her shoulders, tried on her practiced smile, lifted her fist, and
knocked. Then knocked some more. Then pounded on the industrial steel until her
fist hurt. What the hell was she supposed to do now? Ethan had clearly advised
against just letting herself in, but how long was she expected to stand outside
and wait?
Screw it.
She fished her keys out of her bag and unlocked the door. If the guy wasn’t
housebroken, well, she carried a Taser and could fix that quickly enough. It’d
get her fired—she could try to spin it in her own mind as the most electric
resignation ever—but the satisfaction of watching the inconsiderate jerk
squirm would be worth it. Probably. Maybe. Okay, so she’d keep the Taser in her
bag and stick with the fantasy.
She fished her keys out of her bag and unlocked the door. If the guy wasn’t
housebroken, well, she carried a Taser and could fix that quickly enough. It’d
get her fired—she could try to spin it in her own mind as the most electric
resignation ever—but the satisfaction of watching the inconsiderate jerk
squirm would be worth it. Probably. Maybe. Okay, so she’d keep the Taser in her
bag and stick with the fantasy.
Gripping
the welded handle with both hands, Georgia slid open the steel door. She’d
expected it to squeal and protest, given its age and condition, but it slid
open easily on silent tracks. Which made the appearance of the man standing on
the other side, staring blankly at her as if he had no clue how she’d appeared,
a little unnerving.
the welded handle with both hands, Georgia slid open the steel door. She’d
expected it to squeal and protest, given its age and condition, but it slid
open easily on silent tracks. Which made the appearance of the man standing on
the other side, staring blankly at her as if he had no clue how she’d appeared,
a little unnerving.
Smoothing
down her irritation, Georgia reminded herself she liked her job. “Mr.
Livingston?” He didn’t say anything. Didn’t blink. Didn’t move. “I’m Georgia
Bennett. With Somerton Security?” Nothing. Just a vacant stare. Worry crept in,
crowding out her irritation. Was the guy hurt? Drugged? “Mr. Livingston, are
you all right?”
down her irritation, Georgia reminded herself she liked her job. “Mr.
Livingston?” He didn’t say anything. Didn’t blink. Didn’t move. “I’m Georgia
Bennett. With Somerton Security?” Nothing. Just a vacant stare. Worry crept in,
crowding out her irritation. Was the guy hurt? Drugged? “Mr. Livingston, are
you all right?”
Georgia
inspected him from the top of his shaggy head to the bottom of his bare feet.
Ho-ly hell. Her mouth went dry. She’d seen a photo of him in the spread Wired
had done—a candid shot of a nerd, drawn and pale, hunched over a computer,
a No. 2 pencil clutched between his teeth and a gaunt cut to his features. But
this guy . . . this guy was . . . was, well, Georgia wasn’t
quite sure what he was. What she did know was that he didn’t just punch
all the right buttons; he lit ’em up like she’d hit the jackpot on the marquee
slot machine in Vegas.
inspected him from the top of his shaggy head to the bottom of his bare feet.
Ho-ly hell. Her mouth went dry. She’d seen a photo of him in the spread Wired
had done—a candid shot of a nerd, drawn and pale, hunched over a computer,
a No. 2 pencil clutched between his teeth and a gaunt cut to his features. But
this guy . . . this guy was . . . was, well, Georgia wasn’t
quite sure what he was. What she did know was that he didn’t just punch
all the right buttons; he lit ’em up like she’d hit the jackpot on the marquee
slot machine in Vegas.
No man had
any right to be so drop-dead sexy standing practically comatose in a gray,
threadbare T-shirt and a pair of navy-blue Jockeys that left little to the
imagination. Add in the sexed-up hair and sheet prints on his cheek and there
was just something warm and soft and utterly disarming about the guy. He was
lazy Sunday mornings after sex-against-the-wall Saturday nights.
any right to be so drop-dead sexy standing practically comatose in a gray,
threadbare T-shirt and a pair of navy-blue Jockeys that left little to the
imagination. Add in the sexed-up hair and sheet prints on his cheek and there
was just something warm and soft and utterly disarming about the guy. He was
lazy Sunday mornings after sex-against-the-wall Saturday nights.
Whew.
Nerds. Who knew?
Nerds. Who knew?
Author Bio
Elizabeth Dyer likes
her heroines smart and snarky, and her heroes strong and sexy. An attorney and
recent coffee devotee, Elizabeth spends the majority of her time tucked into a
corner table at Starbucks or pinned beneath her (overly affectionate) bullmastiff.
When she isn’t working or wrestling the dog, you can usually find Elizabeth
writing the types of sexy, suspenseful books she most loves to read.
her heroines smart and snarky, and her heroes strong and sexy. An attorney and
recent coffee devotee, Elizabeth spends the majority of her time tucked into a
corner table at Starbucks or pinned beneath her (overly affectionate) bullmastiff.
When she isn’t working or wrestling the dog, you can usually find Elizabeth
writing the types of sexy, suspenseful books she most loves to read.
A born-and-bred
Texan, Elizabeth resides in Dallas, where she indulges in Netflix marathons, Instagramming
her dog, and brunch. Definitely brunch. Adorably awkward,
Elizabeth hates the phone as much as she loves all the social-media things and
hearing from her readers. Follow her on Twitter (@lizdyerwrites) or Instagram
(@elizabethdyerwrites).
Texan, Elizabeth resides in Dallas, where she indulges in Netflix marathons, Instagramming
her dog, and brunch. Definitely brunch. Adorably awkward,
Elizabeth hates the phone as much as she loves all the social-media things and
hearing from her readers. Follow her on Twitter (@lizdyerwrites) or Instagram
(@elizabethdyerwrites).
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