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A Burning Obsession

A Burning Obsession

by Susan Kearney

Kimberly Hayward was a stickler for the details in her action-adventure script. She'd checked out every heist--and murder!--for authenticity. Now she had to inject some more sizzle into the love scenes. Who better to help with some "hands-on" research than the mysterious but sexy Jason Parker?

Field agent Jason had never tackled an assignment like this--til a


Kimberly Hayward was a stickler for the details in her action-adventure script. She'd checked out every heist--and murder!--for authenticity. Now she had to inject some more sizzle into the love scenes. Who better to help with some "hands-on" research than the mysterious but sexy Jason Parker?

Field agent Jason had never tackled an assignment like this--til a gorgeous blonde who seemed to be up to something suspicious. And he was certain the case didn't involve indulging in sexual fantasies with Kimberly, but who could resist? She seduced him one night--and even took notes, strangely enough! No question, their unfolding relationship was hot, explosive...obsessive. But what happened next wasn't even in the script....

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Harlequin Blaze Series , #138
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3.88(w) x 6.90(h) x 0.73(d)

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A Burning Obsession

By Susan Kearney

Harlequin Enterprises, Ltd.

Copyright © 2004 Harlequin Enterprises, Ltd.
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ISBN: 0-373-79142-9

Chapter One

"WHY IS she taking off her clothes?"

Jason Parker peered through the monitor focused on the interior of the public bathroom. The security cameras allowed him to see into the restroom but not beyond the closed stall door.

Kimberly Hayward had just tossed over the door the skin-tight top she'd been wearing, creating an unabashed hunger in Jason to see more of her than her delectable calves and her sensuous feet. If Jason hadn't known better, he might have suspected Kimberly was taunting him, teasing him. Distracting him from his job.

But she couldn't possibly know he was watching. She couldn't know he was on an undercover mission for the Shey Group and that the U.S. government had tagged her for surveillance. Due to the government's priority on stopping terrorism, her case didn't warrant a high enough priority for the authorities to assign an official agent to watch her, so the Shey Group's boss, Logan Kincaid, had pegged Jason for this mission. Only, Jason hadn't expected the task of watching Kimberly Hayward to be so arousing. He shifted in his seat.

For the past week, Kimberly's flirty eyes, her sassy smile and her look-at-me stride had been driving him crazy. Tonight would probably require another cold shower if he intended to get a lick of sleep.

Not for the first time this week, Jason cursed Logan Kincaid for "volunteering" him for this particular mission - which up until now had required the rudimentary skills of a Peeping Tom. As much as Jason preferred fantasizing about Kimberly's slender body to wondering about her motives, he couldn't help speculating about her peculiar behavior. Why wasn't she strutting down the stacks of library books in search of a good read during their stopover in Cornwall, or using the computer to e-mail back home to the States like every other tourist? He'd like nothing better than to report back to Kincaid that there was nothing unusual in Kimberly's behavior.

But no, she had to slip into the British library and remove her clothes in the lavatory. And her hidden striptease was beating his pulse up another notch.

The library security guard stepped into the office, frowned at the screen and spoke in his crisp English accent. "We don't allow for that sort of behavior in the loo, sir. If she's on holiday and meeting -"

"She isn't." Kimberly had come to Great Britain alone, a trait Jason found both courageous and appealing. In his experience women tended to travel in twos, either pairing up with a man or going to clubs and parties with a girlfriend. That Kimberly was visiting England alone told him she was comfortable in her own skin, quite lovely skin with her smooth southern California tan and ... You're here on business. Get a grip. Besides, he hadn't seen her talking with anyone beyond her tour guide or fellow travelers. He doubted she was about to do something deliciously illicit in the library's lavatory.

The guard frowned. "I'll have her removed from the premises."

"Not yet. Maybe she's just changing into another outfit."

At her suspicious antics, Jason's thoughts had shifted from idle to overdrive in two seconds flat. During the past week, he'd watched Kimberly Hayward drink tea in a shimmering dress slit so high above her knee she could have been arrested. He'd watched her toned butt fill out clingy short shorts as she took the steps two at a time at the Tower of London. And he'd seen her sunning on Brighton beach in a mouthwatering bikini. Always fresh-faced and sparkly-eyed, she had an innocent look that a man of Jason's sophisticated tastes rarely saw.

After a week of secretly watching her and waiting for her to make a suspicious move, he'd come to appreciate her slanted green eyes, the angle of her jaw when her curiosity was aroused, and the pursing of her mouth every time she stopped to take a picture. She had kiss-me lips and a cute little nose, but it was her eyes that fascinated him. Irresistible sloping emerald irises that had pitched him a curve ball.

Oh, yeah. He wanted her.

And he didn't know why. His tastes usually inclined toward voluptuous, big-haired women who wore tight clothes, too much makeup and too much jewelry. Women who expected nothing more from him than a good time. Jason liked experienced women, and until this week he hadn't believed that a fresh-faced, starry-eyed, just-out-of-college girl could heat his interest. But heat it she had - to a boil.

Kimberly flung her skirt over the top of the stall door.

"Look at that, mate." The security guard nodded enthusiastically despite his former utterance of disapproval.

When Jason noted the seam of his jeans pressing into his crotch, he swore. The blond, dewy-eyed California coed was getting to him. Did she wear a thong or white cotton panties? Was her bra a sexy V-cut, satin or lace? Jason's frustration rose along with his erection. He gritted his teeth and shifted his weight again.

Until now, Kimberly had seemed a regular American tourist on a European tour. She hadn't acted suspiciously - at least not since last week when U.S. Customs had caught her going through security with rocks hidden in a padded bra. A dry run, the authorities theorized - in preparation for smuggling. Jason hadn't believed the report. In fact, he thought this entire mission a joke - until now.

When Kimberly draped a sheer white bra over the stall, he swore again and zoomed in on the garment. Small, lacy, feminine. No room for hidden rocks in that scrap of mesh. That a jewel thief of his caliber had been reduced to examining a woman's lingerie didn't sit well with Jason. But a commitment was a commitment. He might be a thief, but he was a man of his word.

Jason had promised Logan Kincaid that he would repay a big favor, one large enough to keep Jason out of a jail cell. Otherwise, he never would have been here in the first place. So instead of drinking champagne on the French Riviera and hobnobbing with the rich and powerful while he secretly relieved wealthy women of their jewelry, Jason Parker was ogling the wise-eyed American tourist with the golden tan.


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Meet the Author

Susan Kearney used to light herself on fire four times a day. Now she does something really hot - she writes romantic suspense for Harlequin Intrigue.

While she hasn't performed her signature "fire" dive from a 10-meter platform in years, she started diving at age 10. By age 12, she'd won the New Jersey State Championship, and by college, she was a three-time All-American Diver.

While attending the University of Michigan, she earned a business degree that led to her diverse careers as, variously, a partner in a barter business, a real estate appraiser, a mover and renovator of houses, and a once-owner of three hair salons. Finally, in 1995, she sold her first book and became a full-time writer. She's currently plotting her way through her 14th novel.

Of all her careers, her favorite is wife and mother. She married her teenage sweetheart and lives with her husband, two children, and Boston terrier in sunny Florida. She now beats the heat not by diving into cold water, but with her new hobby - figure skating. Susan also enjoys writing science fiction, screenwriting, boating, and traveling to foreign countries.

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