Texas Hold 'Em

Texas Hold 'Em

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by Kay David

Texas Hold 'Em (A Smokin' ACES Novel) by Kay David

Part law enforcement. Part criminal. And all deliciously bad…
Working undercover as part of an elite team of Rangers disguised as the Smokin' ACES biker gang, Timothy Santos walks the thin line between law-enforcer and law-breaker. With one of his informants missing—and possibly


Texas Hold 'Em (A Smokin' ACES Novel) by Kay David

Part law enforcement. Part criminal. And all deliciously bad…
Working undercover as part of an elite team of Rangers disguised as the Smokin' ACES biker gang, Timothy Santos walks the thin line between law-enforcer and law-breaker. With one of his informants missing—and possibly dead—at the hands of vicious cartel leader El Brujo, Santos will do whatever it takes to find justice. Even if it means heading to Rio County to look up his former lover…who's not only the sheriff, but Santos's only lead.

Rose Renwick is not happy to see Santos. In the past, their chemistry had been explosive—raw, sensual, and unforgettable—but she'd been burned. Now Santos is back in town, looking just as lethal and as irresistible as she remembered. But Santos wants something from her—and suddenly Rose's family is in danger and her town is under attack. The only way out is to trust the one man she swore never to trust again. Ante up...

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Texas Hold 'Em

By Kay David, Tracy Montoya

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2013 Carla Luan
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ISBN: 978-1-62266-707-9


Aqua Frio, Texas

He didn't need another frigging disaster.

But when Timothy Santos found himself in a fight, he didn't back down. Some of his friends might have even said he looked for them. Either way, his life depended on how he handled the scuzzy biker coming his way. And not just because of the broken whiskey bottle the man was waving in the air.

They'd been pounding at each other for what felt like the whole damn night. His cowboy boots slipping on the sawdust-covered floor, Santos swayed in the lingering September heat, one bloody fist at his temple, the other one protecting his jaw. The roadhouse was nothing but a roof, a bar, and some scattered picnic tables. Corrugated sheets of rusted tin, propped up with sawed-off broom handles, served as windows. A dry west Texas wind whistled through the openings, leaving a layer of grit that covered everything from the beer kegs to the barstools. On their own accord, the ceiling fans spun overhead.

The local bikers used the place for entertainment, to do business, and generally make trouble, and it'd been packed since midnight, the band behind the chicken wire making their steel guitars wail. The temperatures had finally begun to cool off, but the same couldn't be said for the crowd, especially the man drawing near. Santos blinked then shook his head, his sweaty hair sticking to his neck, his cowboy hat lying crushed on the floor.

"C'mon, old man," he taunted. "Is that the best you've got?"

The men who ringed them hooted with laughter and urged his opponent to hit him again, their catcalls lewd and vicious.

"Let's see it, Nasty," someone cried out. "Show the bastard how a real rider fights. Cut off his dick and send him back to his momma ..."

The sunbaked biker standing opposite him had been called Nasty so long no one knew his real name anymore. Grey hair frizzed around his face, a skinny braid the same color hung off his chin. His eyes were bloodshot and red patches of broken veins dotted his nose. Underneath his tattooed gut was a layer of hard muscle — Santos knew because his fist had bounced off it twice, and all the big guy had done was smile. What made things even worse was that he didn't even know why Nasty had started the fight. The other biker didn't have to have a reason, though. Arguments broke out on an hourly basis at the bar. That was part of the fun, or so the other patrons claimed.

Nasty closed the gap between them and thrust the jagged spike of the bottle neck so close to his face, he felt the air move. Santos stumbled into the sticky wall behind him but the other man moved faster than he expected. The glass sliced his skin from his shoulder to his elbow. The cut didn't feel deep, and for a second, it didn't even hurt. Then a bright red line burned down his arm like a fuse, and the explosion of pain that followed almost knocked him off his feet.

He tottered for a second, and then he held up his palms, blood dripping down his left arm, leaving ruby drops between his cowboy boots. "All right, all right ..." Leaning over, he took a deep breath then swept up his straw cowboy hat, beating it against his thigh before cramming it back on his head. "You win, damn it, you win."

Nasty roared then strutted in a circle, the bloody glass in his hand glinting off the bare light bulb swinging overhead. Cheers went up around the room while a flurry of money changed hands. Finally, he dropped the bottle, ground it beneath his feet, and bowed to the applause that followed.

Santos pointed a wobbly finger. "This ain't the end of it, Nasty. Next time, I promise you're gonna be the one bleedin' —"

The biker stilled, and everyone seemed to freeze with him, the sour smell of bodies, booze, and confrontation rising between them. Then Nasty threw back his head and howled. Wrapping his arms around Santos in a bone-crushing hug, he squeezed until Santos saw pinpoints of light.

"You betcha there's gonna be a rematch, you worthless piece of shit," the old biker cried. "You and your sorry gang ain't nothing but cowboys on Harleys, and I mean to beat your dumb asses 'til them hats is the only thing left!"

The audience bellowed, a loving family brought together once again by sharing a little old-fashioned fun. Someone slapped a beer in Santos's hand, and someone else crashed into him and he spilled it. When the men finally parted enough for her to get by, a redhead with dark roots moved to his side and handed him a stained towel. As he pressed it to the wound, a dark-haired girl took his good arm and pulled him toward the bar. A battered metal box that looked like it got plenty of use was handed over by the bartender, and the two women began to patch him. He let them slap a couple of bandages on the wound then he pushed them aside. "That's enough," he growled. "I don't need you two operating on me."

They giggled, the younger brunette, Brandy, he'd learned earlier, laughing a little too long as she pressed her breasts against his chest. Another biker had told him she was quite a prize. "Warm and sweet going down," he had promised with a wink.

She'd had her eye on him as soon as he'd shown up. Twenty-one if a day, soft curves, and inviting eyes, she had tempted him to bed her, the episode going a little farther than he had planned a few weeks back. After they'd been interrupted, he'd been relieved and put her off with an empty promise for more. The way her gaze met his now, he knew she expected her more sometime soon. When he turned to the bartender instead, her pout told him how she felt.

It was four a.m. before the last call went out. Half an hour later, the bikers moved the party to the graveled parking lot, holding on to each other and their women as they stumbled outside. Tossing their beer bottles at the trash can, Santos's pack rose from the scarred table where they'd been sitting and followed.

Some of the bikers had already pulled bottles of Jack from their saddlebags and were passing the whiskey around in the dark. As he and his men walked by, they made smooching sounds and mocked him.

"Hey, cowboy, y'all going back to the ranch? Better be careful now — them Harleys buck better than your skanky-ass girlfriends!" More raucous laughter rang out. "Don't fall off and bust your butts ..."

He and his crew heard the same taunts every time they came to the Rio County dive, and they waved them away with one-finger salutes, the other men shouting with laughter in response.

Mounting their motorcycles, Santos and his men pulled onto the highway and rumbled toward their home away from home, a rundown house on the edge of the county line. The cold wind rushing over his raw face helped him stay upright, his stinging arm doing the same.

Thirty minutes later, they reached the caliche road that took them the rest of the way. He owned the house and the six-hundred-acre cattle ranch where it sat, but for safety's sake — his own and, more important, the people he loved — the name on the deed could never be traced back to him. His grandfather had turned over the property to him on his deathbed, the section of land having been in the family since Santa Anna had come and gone.

The ear-splitting roar of the Harleys echoed against the spreading mountains, a cloud of dust marking their progress. They reached the stone house after another thirty minutes and turned off their engines, the sudden silence as deep as the darkness. The mesquite trees smelled like heaven after the smoky bar, their hollow shadows leading the men toward the windows warm with light.

He made it to the living room and stopped before a ratty couch where he lowered himself to the cushions, every muscle in his body crying out. He was doubly glad the ranch was so isolated. If his newfound best friends could see him right now, they would have wondered just what kind of badass biker he was. Of course, if they knew the real truth, more than his reputation would be at stake.

Biker gangs and Texas Rangers didn't normally mix.

He had never been the kind of man who cared about normal, though, and even if he had, it wouldn't have stopped him now. He and his undercover team had come to Rio County to stop the violence that had taken control of west Texas — and he was there to make that happen, no matter what it took, including cutting some corners that might have made other officers uneasy. It wouldn't be the first time he'd broken one law to keep another one, and it wouldn't be the last.

That was the only way to catch someone like El Brujo. Santos had been chasing the brutal cartel leader, whose real name was Pablo Ortega, for two years from behind a desk when he'd learned some of the west Texas motorcycle gangs, including the one they had tangled with tonight, provided muscle for Ortega. Convincing the powers-that-be to let him take the investigation undercover, he'd handpicked a group of agents and formed ACES, the Ammunition, Contraband, and Explosive Suppression team. In the field, they'd become Smokin' Aces, a renegade biker gang.

Three months into the operation, the shit had hit the fan. His deepest-placed informant had gone silent.

They called her "Lilith." Only Santos knew her true identity. He'd tried so hard to forget who she really was that he never thought of her real name. In every way that counted, she'd become Lilith to him. But since he'd arrived in Rio County, her real identity had become a lot harder to ignore.

Ortega was behind her silence. He had to be. She'd pushed the situation to the edge just like she'd told Santos she would, and she'd fallen over. If she'd been lucky, Ortega had killed her. He didn't want to think about the other possibilities.

His main goal now was to recover her. He would have done the same for any member of his team, because no one got left behind on his watch. No one. He would find her or die trying.

He didn't notice the blood trickling down his arm until the wetness reached his fingers.

Jessie Delacourt, the only woman on the team, muttered, "Good grief ..." then she turned and stomped toward the kitchen where her own first aid kit was kept. A former medic in Iraq, she hadn't been at the bar tonight, because Santos had sent her and one of the others to Presidio the day before. They'd gone to investigate a tip that had, unfortunately, turned out false. The whole team was frustrated and angry.

When Jessie returned and saw Raymond Bentley's face, she motioned him over to the couch as well. Why the hell couldn't they do their jobs without getting beat-up? her disgusted expression said. If she'd been there, she could have put Nasty down for good and not even broken a sweat.

Bentley shuffled over and sat down beside Santos. The agent's ginger hair was spiked with dirt, and since he'd started the brawl tonight, his face was almost as bloody as Santos's. Bent's job for the team was to handle the biker angle and keep their cover intact. Jessica cleaned him up first, ignoring his protestations that she was hurting him as she swiped his face with alcohol.

"Grow up," she said, slapping a bandage on his temple. "You sound like a little girl. What's wrong with you people?"

Santos kept his silence when she turned to him and finished what the other women had started, cleaning his wound then wrapping it again, this time with a sterile bandage. "You should go get some stitches." Her voice was gruff.

"Yeah, I should. I should do a lot of things, but I don't."

"Well, what about a tetanus shot? When was the last time you got — "

He dismissed her and glanced around the room. "Nothing counts right now except getting our source out, safe and sound. We know we're here to do a helluva lot more than rescue her. But we have to find her before our real work can even begin. She's in too deep with the bad guys, and until we figure out what's happening, we won't know how to proceed. Her disappearance may have blown our whole operation."

The others murmured their agreement as Bentley bumped Santos's knuckles with his fist. He winced and held back a groan. Picking up the first aid supplies, Jessica headed for the kitchen with Austin Wills, another agent, following close behind. The smell of coffee wafted out a few minutes later, and when they reappeared, they carried a full pot and five mugs.

Jessica passed out the cups and Austin filled them. Bentley sipped the coffee, then set the mug down and scrubbed his face with both hands, his beard rasping in the silence.

"What a night. We ought to get a medal for putting up with this kind of crap."

Sitting at the other end of the couch from Santos was Joachim Guillermo. At Bentley's words, Santos felt Joachim go still. A crack sniper and the man in charge of their drug investigations, the black-garbed agent saw everything and spoke rarely, his glittering eyes hooded with secrecy. He was deadly and efficient, and Santos was half afraid of him. Jessie picked up his tension as well, looking at him nervously from her seat at the kitchen bar.

It wasn't Joachim who reacted first, though. Before anyone realized he was even moving, Austin Wills slammed down the coffee pot on the rickety coffee table in front of the couch, making the rest of them jump. His specialty was gambling, and his hands were a blur when he dealt the cards.

"We knew the risks when we signed on." He spoke hotly, his Texas twang deepening as his anger got the best of him. "If you have a problem with that, you should hit the road."

Everyone stared in surprise. Austin and Bentley were like brothers.

Bentley held his hands up. "I didn't say I had a problem, shithead. All I meant was — "

Ignoring his friend's words, Austin took two steps toward the other man, his expression fierce. "You're about to have a real problem, buddy, and I'm it —"

Before they took a swing at each other, Santos intervened, his voice sharp but weary. "That's enough. Take it outside or shut the hell up, both of you."

The two men fell quiet, the angry glares they exchanged continuing the argument, albeit in silence.

As he wearily massaged his forehead with his thumbs, Santos wondered how long Smokin' ACES could survive. They were down to the bare bones, their nerves shot, their judgment slipping. It'd been three weeks since they'd learned anything useful and six weeks since he'd heard from the woman he'd planted so deeply.

If ACES's cover was blown, the real bikers would kill them, and if the cartel found out, they'd end up wishing they were dead.

The time had come for him to talk to the sheriff.

* * *

The stranger pressed the gun against her neck, the barrel cold and hard.

Sheriff Rose Renwick pulled in a breath as the man stood motionless beside the broken window of her Jeep Cherokee. His clothing was as dark as the west Texas sky, his face partially covered with a red bandana, another tied just above his eyebrows.

"Hand over the keys." He spoke with a forced bravado.

Her body froze but her mind went into overdrive. There was something familiar about the quiver in his voice and his jittery demeanor. Despite his threat, he seemed young to her and inexperienced. While Aqua Frio, the county seat, had its fair share of nameless drifters, same as all the border towns, she wondered automatically if she'd arrested him before.

"You really don't want to do this," she said calmly.

Jiggling from one foot to the other, he gripped the pistol tighter, his fingers trembling. "I've got the gun. You do what I say."

"And I'm the sheriff. Which means you do what I say." She paused. "Drop the weapon, step away from the vehicle, and spread out on the ground. Hands behind your back."

"Are you for real?"

"Do what I'm saying, then we'll discuss that issue."

"We ain't discussing nada." He shook his head, his momentary hesitation quickly replaced by a cocky attitude.

Courage from a crystal, she thought. "You're making a mistake."

He shook his head with a twitchy movement. "Just hand me the keys, bitch."

She sighed loudly, making her acquiescence as obvious as possible. "Okay ... okay. Hold your horses." Tilting to her left as if to open the door, she eased her right hand toward the gap between the seats. Her fingers should have found the butt of the Glock she kept there, the one she always made sure was loaded, but they brushed the floor instead.

"Don't bother," he gloated. "I already took it." He curled his hand impatiently, his gaze darting toward the car keys. "Gimme the keys."

Rose sent a quick glance toward the corner of the lot. She'd noticed the street light was out. Bob Wilson, the county's one-man maintenance department, had taken his daughter to visit the university in Austin. Which was also why Rose's broken vehicle window hadn't been repaired when she'd noticed it the day before.


Excerpted from Texas Hold 'Em by Kay David, Tracy Montoya. Copyright © 2013 Carla Luan. Excerpted by permission of Entangled Publishing, LLC.
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Meet the Author

Kay David is the author of over thirty romantic suspense novels and holds degrees in behavioral psychology, computer science, and English literature . She has lived extensively overseas in exotic locales, including the Middle East and Latin America, but currently splits her time between Houston and Florida with her husband, Pieter and her two Bengals, Jake and Elwood. Reading is her passion, and when she isn't remodeling homes, running her business, or traveling, you'll find her hidden in her sunroom with a stack of books and a plate of chocolate chip cookies.

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Texas Hold 'Em 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 13 reviews.
Cindy_W0 More than 1 year ago
Texas Hold ‘Em Kay David Entangled Publishing April 28, 2013 4 stars Texas Hold ‘Em is the first in an ongoing series called Smokin’ ACES. We begin with the team leader, Timothy Santos’s story. He has come back home in undercover operation to bring down a Mexican cartel drug lord as well as find out what happened to his informant who was on the inside. He stumbles on to is former lover, the sheriff of the town, Rose Renwick, pinned down by gunfire in a remote location. He tries to explain what is going on, but Rose isn’t believing him. Rose Renwick feels her former lover only cares about one thing, catching the bad guy by any means possible. When she discovers he is using her black sheep mother, things go from the frying pan in to the fire. The trail leads over the border to Mexico where Rose discovers her mother and his informant are one and the same. I have to say, I’m not sure I would have given Timothy nearly as much trust as Rose does, even hesitatingly. For a while his lies to her were compounding and I was doubting they would get together but the author managed to believably bring Timothy around to some self-discovery. Texas Hold ‘Em is heavier on the suspense side than the romance side, but that’s the way I like it. I enjoy a lot of action in my romantic suspenses. I eagerly look forward to the sequel, Follow the Cowboy coming in November. ARC provided by publisher in exchange for honest review.
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AlwaysYAatHeart1 More than 1 year ago
Texas Hold 'Em is an action packed romantic suspense that is will keep you turning the pages in anticipation of what is going to happen next.  I don't read a lot of romantic suspense, which is something I am going to have to remedy, because I thoroughly enjoyed this book.  The plot is enthralling, the characters are fantastic, and the romance is hot.  Timothy Santos is a Texas Ranger who is sexy as sin.  He's always been a badass, but now that he is undercover, he's a dangerous one that oozes with hotness.   He and his team have been undercover as a motorcycle gang, and their case has brought them to the county of Rio Texas, where Rose Renwick, his former lover, is sheriff.  Rose is presence all her own and force to reckoned with in her own right, something Santos knows oh too well.  Circumstances force them to work together again and they soon discover that that burning passion, chemistry, and feelings they once had are still there. Will the lies, secrets from the past, and the danger situation they currently find themselves in bring them back together or drive them further apart? Texas Hold 'Em is a thrilling, romantic, and suspense story that will grab your attention from beginning to end.  If you love romantic suspense, then you will most certainly want to check this out.  If you haven't read this type of story in a while or have never read romantic suspense, then Texas Hold 'Em is a great book to wet your appetite or rekindle your love for this genre.  This is my first book by Kay David and I am most definitely looking forward to reading more from this author.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really liked this book about undercover Texas Rangers and what they go through to try and catch the bad guys. Santos was such an intriguing man, trying to control everything when nothing around him is controllable. On top of all his work related troubles he also had to deal with working with his ex-lover, who he still loves. Rose was a tough lady, of course she'd have to be being a sheriff in a border town. She was also perfect rot Santos. The action was great and fast paced and definitely kept me glued to the pages (I read it in one sitting). I can't wait to read more about the ACES team and learn more about each of them.
shannschoice More than 1 year ago
Texas Hold 'Em is the first in the new series Smokin' ACES. Timothy Santos is a Texas Ranger who is deep under cover with his team disguised as a motorcycle gang trying to bring down the head of a rather large drug operation that comes across the boarder from Mexico. When his informant inside goes quiet he has to bring in the local law for help, that could be a problem since the sheriff is his ex-girlfriend. Why did Santos have to come back into her life was the first thing Rose Renwick thinks when she is rescued by him. Rose was finally moving on and putting Santos behind her and now he is back asking for her help to find his informant before it is to late. Texas Hold 'Em is equal parts suspense novel and romance. Ms David includes some pretty gripping and sometimes horrifying scenes in her book to really give you a feel for what Santos and Rose are up against with the drug cartels and the very sick people who run them, at the same time we have a second chance romance with both the hero and the heroine being pretty tough. I enjoyed the story and when reading it with an eye to there will be more books in the series then some of the sub-plots that are born and go no where make much more sense. Being a pretty big mystery buff I figured out Santos deep dark secret early but it is well played through the book. My biggest issue was that the story at times seemed a little choppy but as I said over all it was a fun read with quite the roller coaster of emotions and levels of excitement. Reviewed by Carin for Cocktails and Books
SheriV More than 1 year ago
Hot Biker undercover agent and one small time Sheriff and the heat and action explode off the page. Timothy Santos is undercover as part of the Smoking ACES biker gang and they’re investigating a drug cartel right in Sheriff Rose Renwick’s town. Throw in the fact that Santos and Rose have a past and this story sizzles.  There were so many twist and turns in this story that I was on my edge of my seat. Every time Rose and Santos got together the chemistry practically jumped off the page. They have this depth of character and are the type of character I love to watch fall in love, or reconnect in this case.  This was a strong start to a new series, with some threads left unanswered for the next in the series. I look forward to reading more. This story has it all suspense, mystery and romance. 
Lagalloway More than 1 year ago
I give Kay David's Texas Hold 'Em 4 1/2 stars! There is just something heart-stoppingly wonderful about a bad boy who wants to save the world, but you never really know if he's truly the good guy he's supposed to secretly be or not. Motorcycles, drug cartel, kidnapping, death, and everyone caught in between really gets the heart rate going and it doesn't stop until the end.  You can't help but to lust after and turn away from undercover agent Timothy Santos who comes crashing back into Sheriff Rose Renwick's life. It wouldn't be so bad if they didn't use to be completely in love, creating fireworks like no one has ever seen before in bed, and ending their relationship on bitter, resentful terms. But Santos needs her help. Never mind the secrets he continues to hide from Rose, there is a cartel that needs to be brought down. As people go missing, others die horrifying deaths, emotions and tensions rise, Santos and Rose find themselves at odds that could cost them their lives. Why not a 5? Well, the voices of conversation change a little too drastically for me in the end to make it fit with the rest of the story. Kay's writing really puts you into the environment of West Texas and the Mexican border, tasting the dust and heat in your mouth, feeling the ferocious vibrations of Harley's, and the grip of terror the drug cartel creates.* This is my shiniest to goodness, straight from the heart review!*
Bear1009 More than 1 year ago
A smokin’ hot biker, a Sheriff in the middle of a drug cartel invasion spurred me into reading this book and believe me I was not disappointed one bit. Timothy Santos is working undercover as a member of the Smokin’ ACES (the Ammunition, Contraband, and Explosive Suppression team) biker gang looking for a drug cartel leader “El Brujo”. Only before we go into detail about his assignment lets go back 2 years when he was in the arms of the person he loved. Santos really loved her but he was protecting her from a person that she loved more than him, her mother, Gloria. He needed to get Rose away from her mother because she was following the wrong path. Santos only wanted the best for her but they went their separated ways, but he never forgot. Rose Renwick is the Sheriff for a small town in Texas and her life was about to get turned upside down. When she moved from San Antonio to her home town she was trying to find her mother. When she arrived her grandfather had just stepped down from being the Sheriff in Rio County so she stepped in. Rose could not get over the betrayal of Santos, how could he want for her to turn her back on her mother after what they went through. Rose and Gloria had a secret a secret that know one knew about and the day that someone found out she would not be looked at the same, even more now that Rose was the Sheriff a person that should uphold the law. Santos has been keeping an eye on Rose watching trying to see if he could see the person he has been looking for. Only he hasn’t been able to find any clues on where her mother could be. He knew that time was running out they had not heard from his CI, the person deep undercover in the drug cartel with “El Brujo”, Pablo Ortega. It seemed that he wanted to invade Rose’s town and she had no idea what is about to happen. When Rose is held up by gun point Santos comes to the rescue and Rose is not happy to see him. Who could fault her? Santos is trying to get Rose to understand that she is in danger but she will not listen to him. When Rose is set up and she is shot at she knows that maybe Santos is telling the truth. Only that she still is hesitant but her grandfather reminds her that she needs to hold up the law and if her mother has her hands in what is going on she needs to do something about it, she is the Sheriff. Every time she is near Santos all those feelings come tumbling down and when they find each other with their lips locked the desire is still there. Only she needs to remember she betrayed him and she believes that he cheated on her and also he is looking for her mother. So they strike a deal, they go find his CI and her mother but before Gloria gets arrested Rose will get the opportunity to speak with her. So guess where they are going, Mexico here they come. They both still have deep feelings for each other but will the hurt be too much to not move on and see if maybe starting again could be done. Will Rose finally see that Santos would do anything for her even go against the law? Will Santos finally see that he sees everything only as black and white only thinks about his goal the mission and nothing else? Only when Rose finally learns the truth the pain she is going to feel at being lied at again will she be able to over come that and have Santos by her side? What can I say other than this book is awesome, suspenseful, and full of twists and turns that will have you reading this book from beginning to end. The pace of the events as they unfold is perfect. I love stories that surround situations that are happening all around us and the people that fight against it. I do have to say that what detail it has hinting to the murders these cartels do are cold hearted and it leaves a person frighten to death that maybe something like that could happen to a loved one or even to themselves. The characters are well written along with the detail of the terrain of Texas. Now being born in Texas you get it grilled into your head that you steer clear of the black and white State Trooper cars because they are mean troopers. The chemistry that Rose and Santos share is like thinking of a full electrical current that could burn up a room. The love scenes are smoking hot but are also sensual and sweet. I will say that Book 1 of ACES has left some questions unanswered but I’m hoping that Book 2 Follow the Cowboy featuring Kingston Landry coming November 2013 will answer those questions. I can’t wait If you love suspense and mystery entangled with romance Texas Hold’em is for you. Pick up this book today and start the journey of Santos and Rose’s reencounter and the fight against a drug cartel.
MelodyMay More than 1 year ago
rating: 3.5 Where we have an elite squad of rangers masquerading as a biker gang known as the Smokin' Aces. Who doesn't like elite squads? Anyways, Timothy Santos is in search of an evil drug cartel leader.  Which leads him to his former lover, Rose Renwick. All right, that is the most simple form of a sum up. Ok, I like the story. It was pretty good, and I must say the stories danger did build as I continue reading. Which is important since, it's suppose to be suspenseful.  I did like the idea of the elite group of rangers trying to take down an evil drug cartel. I did like how the author was able to use the drug cartel situation get to former lovers back together. Granted they weren't able to catch the leader yet, which gives readers to look forward to next book.  So, here is the bottom line: Overall, a decent read. Yes, once you start reading you will want to know what will happen next, and yes you will have to wait. You do get lovers reunited, who were meant to be. So, you love suspenseful books with biker dudes, you might want to checkout Texas Hold 'Em.  Copy provided by the publisher
Whitnage More than 1 year ago
Quick Romance Read 3/5  Texas Hold 'Em by Kay David is the story of officer Timothy Santos who has gone undercover with his task force posing as a motorcycle gang.  Santos and crew are tasked with bringing down a Mexican drug cartel either with or without the help of his one time love, local sheriff Rose Renwick.  This is the first book in the new Smokin' ACES series and there was definitely plenty of action to go around! It was a fast paced, and interesting story that had you rooting for the characters from the get go. My only complaint is that I wish the author had fleshed out some of the other members of Santos' task force, as well as the the sheriff's deputy, Kingston Landry.  If you're looking for a quick, light read featuring Texas bad boys and romance then this is the book for you! Note: I received my e-book copy from the publisher with the promise for an honest review. 
jenny_e More than 1 year ago
I don't normally read a lot of romantic suspense. Don't get me wrong this book did feature a drop dead sexy hero which is always a perk. This book begins after the two main characters Rose and Santos have already had a relationship and aren't exactly on speaking terms. I didn't feel like their first break up was ever truly explained. Probably because this book, to me, was focused more on the suspense than the romance which is fine if you like suspense. The suspense element was all played out but the romance side left with me a lot of questions. Overall I did like the book and will probably read the next book in the series. I'm not sure who/what it's about. Will it answer my questions or will be completely about someone else? Guess I'll have to wait and see.