Luke's Touch is Available Now!

IT'S LUKE AND ANA DAY!

It is finally the day that readers get more of Luke and Ana's story in LUKE'S TOUCH! This book had me excited, and crying, and needing a hug, and falling in love with these two characters all over again.
 
I hope my readers feel that same experience as you travel through more of Luke and Ana's journey. 
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LUKE'S TOUCH is available at all ebook retailers, in print, and will be coming to audio soon as well!

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ABOUT LUKE'S TOUCH

The second book in the Walker Security: Lucifer (Luke) Trilogy...

She loved him. He betrayed her. Nothing is what it seems.
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One touch can change everything though, and it did. The minute he showed back up in her life, all deals were off. He touched her and she melted. He promised her everything, and she wanted everything. The question is: is he her salvation or her destruction? Love. Hate. Passion. Danger. It's about to get hot in here...

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“What do you want, Ana?”

Her lips press together. “Not to be protected. And too much, apparently. We’ve been in one place too long. We need to go. Do you understand?”

I want to know what “too much” means, but damn it, she’s not wrong. We can’t hang out on the street, not if we want to live through the night. “We’re not done with this conversation.”

“You might not be, but I am.” She tries to step out of my grip.

I hold her to me, cup her face, and kiss her hard and fast. “I’m not. I’m not done with anything to do with you. Not now and not ever.”

“Okay, that statement contradicts the past two years and makes me angry.” She tries to knee me, and I catch her leg. Undeterred, she adds, “And I’m not done with this conversation either.”

My lips curving with how easily I drew her into battle, how easily I’ve always drawn her into battle. It feels like us and I do fucking love us. I want to push her harder. I want to kiss her harder. Instead, I release her and for just a beat we stare at each other, the air ignited with conflict. She turns on her heels and starts walking. I let her go, but not too far. I fall into step beside her. Not behind her. Not in front of her. Beside her, where I forgot to stand.

I won’t forget again.

As for her version of too much, there’s no such thing, not where Ana is concerned.

If she wants to test me on that, I’m along for the ride.

​If she wants to test me on that while naked, even better.