Sin on The Run by Lucy Farago
There are some secrets even Las Vegas’s 24/7 glitter can’t hide. Lucy Farago’s dazzling new series ups the ante as a fiery stripper fights to protect an elite detective from danger–and both their killer pasts…
Living in the red-hot now is how Rhonda Deagan survives. Onstage, this sexy Goth stripper always stays on top, no matter how much her real-life dreams shatter. So why not risk a scorching fling with a gorgeous groomsman after her best friend’s wedding? Too bad Blake Cameron is in someone’s lethal sights. And saving this cool-headed investigator’s life just put Rhonda on the run with him–and on his personal, oh-so-seductive hit list…
For Blake, figuring out who doesn’t want him dead is easier than keeping his new raven-haired friend safe. The only way he can buy time to out-think their pursuers is to hide them both in the aristocratic world he thought he’d escaped. But there’s no escaping the incendiary attraction between him and Rhonda. Walking the knife-edge between desire, lies, and naked truth may be their best chance to live–if it doesn’t cut too deep to survive…
“Rhonda, allow me to explain.”
She inhaled deeply, the sound of his gentle voice mortifying. She had no business getting mad. Everyone had their own stuff to deal with, and she had no right to stomp all over his. Sure, her life would’ve been different with money. She’d have been able to mourn her father the way a good daughter should. Tears stung her eyes, embarrassing her even more. She wasn’t a crier. Criers didn’t survive.
Refusing to shed a tear—or worse, allow him to see her cry, she opened the refrigerator door and stuck her head inside, reaching for the leftover chicken from last night. Hopefully the cold air would shake her out of her mood.
“Rhonda? If you’re trying to avoid me, there’s a better way than climbing into that icebox.”
At that, she smiled, looking down at herself. The thing was so big, over half her body was inside.
“Dang,” she said. “It could fit an entire football team.”
“And a couple of cheerleaders.”
“Sorry, none of those in here. But I have two linemen if you want to give Dozier a break.” She withdrew her body from the gigantic steel box, with the leftovers in hand.
He took the platter from her and set it down on the granite island. “I can barely handle one hellcat. What am I to do with cheerleaders?” He smiled, drying the tear she hadn’t felt on her cheek with his thumb.
“The cold makes my eyes water. It’s how I discovered waterproof eyeliner.”
When he obviously didn’t understand, she elaborated. “Maggie took me skiing. After seriously doing a number on my butt, I went back to the chalet looking like a dead raccoon. Scary stuff.”
“Looking like a dead raccoon or the skiing?”
“Both. I realized I don’t like the cold, or breaking my fall with my ass…ets.”
He laughed. “Don’t start watching your language now. I’ll think aliens have taken over your body.”
“I know I have a potty mouth. But I’ve been trying.”
They were back to their friendly exchange. She relaxed and needed to apologize for getting on his case. “I’m sorry,” she started, her head bowed. “It’s none of my business how you grew up.”
He lifted her chin with his finger, then stared so long into her eyes, she was sure he was going to kiss her again. Did she want him to kiss her? Of course she did. She’d have to be dead not to, but kissing got her into this mess in the first place.
He didn’t kiss her. And damn if she wasn’t disappointed. Instead, he dropped his hand and leaned back on the counter.
About the Author:
Lucy Farago knows there is nothing like a happy sigh at the end of a good book. With the encouragement of her loving husband, she wrote her first manuscript. An unpublished historical, it sits in a file on her computer, there to remind her how much fun she had learning the craft and becoming part of an industry whose books make you believe anything is possible. A big fan of Agatha Christie, she set out to write her first romantic suspense novel. Thrilled to be a published author, Lucy also teaches yoga, enjoys cooking, and saying what other people are thinking. In her fantasy world, her beautiful Siberian husky, Loki, doesn’t shed and her three kids clean up after themselves. Alas, that fantasy will never see fruition.
You can find out more about Lucy and her books online at www.lucyfarago.com