Calling on Quinn
by Blue Saffire
Publication Date: 2/25/2020
About the Book:
He's trouble—of the
very best kind
Quinn Blackheart is a private investigator, former cop, and
no-nonsense, take-charge kind of guy who adores his sprawling Irish family. He
likes to check all the boxes, and his niece's gorgeous driving instructor just
earned a place at the top of his to-do list.
Alicia Rhodes has had a tough, chaotic year, and she's ready
to put the past behind her and find happiness in the present. When handsome
Quinn Blackhart shows up at a driving lesson, she can see he's the very best
kind of trouble—but is she game? Now isn't a great time to get involved with a
man—even if he's the most romantic, supportive, understanding, magnificent man
she's ever met.
So between unfinished business of Alicia's, and a dangerous
case threatening the Blackhart family, Quinn is determined to both woo Alicia
and keep her safe—which is going to make for one wild, sexy ride.
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Quinn
That lass
does my head in. I don’t know how she can annoy the fuck out of me and turn me
on so much I forget my own name at the same time. My body wants to go after
her, but my mind is telling me to stay put.
My brothers
and I have been on rotation to watch over Erin. Ma and Da left a while ago so
Ma could shower in her own home and spend time with the babes. Kasey and Molly
need their grandma. All of this is a big adjustment for the family. I think
we’re all exhausted.
I can’t say
the last time my mum didn’t stay overnight here at the hospital, with my da
right by her side. I was happy to sit in while they take some time away.
However, now my jaw ticks as I watch the swaying hips of the woman who’s been
on my mind for a week.
I need to
talk to her. That call went all wrong the other night. I’ll be the first to
admit that I’m nothing but awkward when it comes to dating. Still, that woman
made it a hell of a lot harder to try to ask her out.
I twist my
lips into a frown as I watch her walk away. Trenton walks past her in the
hallway, turning his head to watch her go by. I release a growl, feeling
possessive and irritated.
“Now, that’s
a looker.” He whistles when he enters the room.
“Stay here,”
I snap at him.
“Wait, what?”
he calls after me, but I’m already in motion.
My long legs
eat up the floor as I head in the direction Alicia retreated in. I have her in
sight as the elevator arrives. She steps in and the doors go to shut. I get
there just in time to stick my foot in the way of them closing.
The lift
makes a dinging sound as it opens wide. Alicia looks up from her phone as I
step on. Our eyes lock and I close the distance between us. She drops her head
down shyly to break the connection. She has to feel the same thing I feel. This
energy that’s charging the tight space between us has a pulse.
The elevator
chimes and others begin to crowd on, causing us to move closer together. Alicia
tries to take a step back, but my hand shoots out. It lands protectively on her
waist, drawing her into me to shield her.
I trap a
groan between my lips when her soft curves press against me. She still won’t
look up at me, but she doesn’t wiggle out of my hold either. She feels so right
this close.
I dip my head
to whisper in her ear, “We need to talk.”
She lifts her
head to look at me, her lush lips are parted, begging me to kiss them. I’m this
close to listening. The lift stops again, allowing more passengers onto the
car.
Alicia places
her hands on my chest as we’re squished more closely. The look in her eyes
tells me I’m not alone in this. She indeed feels it too.
When we reach
the lobby, the crowd starts to exit. I maneuver her body in front of mine to
cover her as I lead her out. She relaxes into my hold on her waist, causing me
to have hope that this won’t be a fight.
As soon as we
get off the car, my newfound confidence implodes. A stony-faced Kevin is
standing outside the elevator. When he turns his eyes to me, I know my talk
with Alicia is going to have to wait.
“We need to
talk,” Kevin says gruffly.
“I should be
going anyway,” Alicia rushes out.
She tries to
take off, but I wrap my fingers around her forearm to stop her forward motion.
She turns to look back at me. I grind my teeth against the electric current
that zaps straight up my arm.
“This isn’t
over. We’ll be having that talk,” I say before releasing her.
“Not such a
good idea, but it was nice seeing you again. I’ll keep Erin in my prayers,” she
replies softly.
***
Excerpted from Calling on Quinn by Blue Saffire. © 2020 by Blue Saffire. Used with
permission of the publisher, Sourcebooks
Casablanca, an imprint of Sourcebooks, Inc. All rights reserved.
Meet the Author:
As a young girl, Blue’s mother introduced her to the world of love and music through movies, but once she got her hands on books, an author was born. With more than thirty contemporary romance novels and novellas under her belt, she’s now an award-winning, bestselling author. She lives with her husband on Long Island.
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