Lover Undercover

Lover Undercover

by Samanthe Beck

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ISBN-13: 9781622669776
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Publication date: 04/22/2013
Series: McCade Brothers , #1
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 293
Sales rank: 78,579
File size: 2 MB

About the Author

Award winning author Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her husband, their son, Kitty the furry Ninja, and Bebe the trash talkin' Chihuahua. When not writing fun and sexy contemporary romance, or napping on her beach towel with her face snuggled to her Kindle, she searches for the perfect ten dollar wine to pair with Lunchables.

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Lover Undercover

A McCade Brothers Novel

By Samanthe Beck, Heather Howland, Sue Winegardner, Shutterstock

Entangled Publishing, LLC

Copyright © 2013 Samanthe Beck
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-62266-977-6


There's no way on God's green earth I'm going todance naked in front of a bunch of strangers.

Kylie Roberts's own words came back to haunt her as she stood in the darkened stage wing at Deuces, the strip joint ... er ... gentlemen's club, where her twin sister, Stacy, usually worked as a featured dancer.

Until she broke her leg, anyway.

Eyes closed, Kylie tried to block out the bone-jarring thump thump thump of the music and transcend to a calmer, more peaceful place in her mind. No luck. It was awful enough knowing she was about to step out on the stage in front of a crowd of leering men, peel off her clothes, and dance topless around a pole. Did every part of her black biker-chick costume have to inflict bodily punishment, too?

Her toes protested the restricting fit of her sister's thigh-high leather boots with their four-inch heels. Beneath a belted leather jacket barely long enough to skim her crotch, a silver-studded bikini top offered absolutely no support and precious little coverage for her normally well-secured 34-Cs. She hardly noticed the intrusive elastic of the matching G-string, because her bikini area still stung from the ruthless waxing Stacy had administered that afternoon.

Only until Stacy's leg heals, Kylie silently vowed, and only because they couldn't pay the rent on their Hollywood apartment without the money her sister made at Deuces. True, Stacy was the one who insisted on living in Hollywood—one of the highest-rent districts in a city known for high rents, no less—but Kylie had gone along with the arrangement, even though her income as a yoga instructor barely covered a third of the rent.

Kylie adjusted her bikini top and ran through her options one last time. Picking up more yoga classes wouldn't come close to covering the shortfall. Moving was out of the question. They couldn't scrape together first and last month's rent, plus a security deposit, on a new place. Calling home for funds wouldn't work, either. Their mom constituted the only other branch on the Roberts family tree, and even if Debbie Roberts had any extra money—which she didn't—she wouldn't send it to them. She'd tell her daughters to come home.

And on that particular point, Kylie and Stacy agreed one hundred percent. The only thing more unacceptable than being homeless in LA? Returning to their tiny, backward hometown of Two Trout, Tennessee, as the penniless failures all the naysayers predicted they'd be.

Of course, when they left home, neither of them knew Stacy's road to fame and fortune as an actress and dancer would include a stint dancing topless at an upscale club along West Hollywood's Sunset Strip. And never in a billion years would Kylie have guessed her path toward building a successful yoga practice and opening her own studio would include posing as Stacy, dancing shifts at Deuces while her twin's leg mended.

Kylie sighed. At least Stacy hadn't injured her leg doing something reckless and irresponsible, as she was prone to do. She'd gotten hurt at work, when an inebriated customer had pulled her offstage for an instant lap dance. One ambulance ride and an X-ray later, Stacy had received her diagnosis—broken tibia. She'd be in a cast for six to eight weeks. Without even consulting Kylie, Stacy had phoned the club, told them she had a slight sprain, and would be ready to dance by the following Friday.

And now, here Kylie stood, about to step onto the same rough-and-tumble stage. Exhaling slowly, she wiped her sweaty palms on her thighs, belatedly recalling Stacy's admonition not to touch her skin after she slicked up with body oil. Shoot, she thought, staring at the greasy sheen on her palms. How was she supposed to dance on a pole with slimy hands?

Panicking, she wiped her hands on the blackout curtain that shielded the backstage area. Then she peeked through and watched a tall redhead with gravity-defying double-Ds grab the pole at the end of the stage and lower her flossed butt over a ringside table so the men surrounding it could shove bills into her G-string.

Oh, God. Collecting tips signified the end of a performance. She was next. Her already nervous stomach churned like a washer on the spin cycle.

The redhead—Ginger, Kylie deduced, based on Stacy's less-than-flattering descriptions of the other dancers—sidled over and stopped beside Kylie.

"Good crowd tonight," Ginger said, waiting while a runner gathered her discarded garments from the stage. "The high rollers up front booked me for a lap dance. But don't worry, Snowflake, there might be a few leftovers for you."

The stagehand ran over with Ginger's clothes, and Kylie let them pass. She didn't care about leftovers. All she wanted to do was live through the next three and a half minutes. Over her thundering heartbeat, she heard the DJ ask the audience to give a big round of applause for Stacy.

The house lights lowered. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to get beyond the light-headed sensation threatening to overtake her.

The music started—AC/DC's "You Shook Me All Night Long." She opened her eyes and stared down her only remaining choices. Titty bar or Two Trout?

She stepped onto the stage.

The spotlight blinded her, and for one hysterical second, she froze like an ill-prepared fifth-grader called to the front of the class. Then Stacy's voice replayed in Kylie's mind, like a high-pitched drill sergeant, coaching her through the routine exactly as they'd done all week.

Strut to the center of the stage. Bend over and roll your hips in a big, wide circle. Smile, for Christ's sake. You don't have to waste an ounce of charm on anyone backstage, but when you're out in front of the customers, smile like you're having the time of your life. Now, undo the belt, slide it free, and snap it.

The belt whipped through the air with a loud slapping sound. The audience went wild. She couldn't see them because of the glare of the lights, but she heard them. They gathered at the end of the runway, where the pole waited. The. Pole.

Stacy called the pole dance a dramatic way to command the audience's attention and maximize tips—in essence to wield power over her quarry. It just showed how different they were beneath their oh-so-similar facades. Kylie couldn't think of anything less powerful than twirling around a pole half-naked, for money. Humiliating and terrifying, yes. Empowering? Not so much.

Borrowing from yoga, she centered herself in the present, letting go of useless worry about the next moments. She'd deal with them when they arrived.

The routine moved her gradually downstage, where the lights weren't so glaring. She could make out the ringside tables now, all fully occupied by men. Short, tall, dark, light, apparently the appeal of a woman dancing naked spanned the diversity of ages and backgrounds.

Despite the packed house, her gaze snagged on one man. Double-take gorgeous in a tall, dark, and dangerous way, his broad-shouldered, athletic build gave him presence even in the crowded club. But it wasn't his looks that caught her attention. It was his stillness. In a sea of drunk, rowdy guys, he was an island of cool, collected calmness. He exuded the same controlled energy she sought through yoga.

Dark, seen-it-all eyes locked on hers. Recognition—one observer to another. The other men looked at her, but this man saw her.

Her stomach quivered in reaction, and her thighs tensed. In the midst of fear and mortification came a strange shock of ... excitement, followed quickly by shame. What kind of woman got excited about cavorting naked in front of a complete stranger, especially one who liked to spend his evenings in a club like Deuces? A sick woman, for sure, but humiliating as it was, she couldn't deny the secret thrill as his eyes moved over her body.

No eye contact, she remembered Stacy warning . Stay focused on the dance.

Right. The dance. Unfortunately, she'd reached a part of the performance she dreaded almost as much as the pole.

Dance your way over to the edge of the stage, squat, and loop the belt around the nearest guy's head. Pull his face between your knees and do as the song says ... shake him all night long.

Wondering if it was possible to die of mortification, Kylie scanned her options. She considered the dark-eyed observer sitting alone at his table, but quickly abandoned the notion. She needed someone harmless. He did not qualify. Instead, she zeroed in on the front table, where a boisterous group of naughty-boy hedge-funders had spent the evening partying and throwing around money. In their midst sat a slightly drunk, clean-cut blond man in his mid-thirties. He stared at her like an eager puppy as she draped the belt around his neck and reeled him in. The room erupted in applause and catcalls. She dropped him back into his chair with a nudge of her boot to his chest.

Without permission, her attention wandered back to the dark-haired man. One of the guys at the hedge-funders' table nudged him and made some comment. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly nodded.

Heat burned her cheeks. Edging away, she pushed her focus toward performing each move, and blocking out the embarrassment of twirling around the pole and stripping off her top.

By the end of the routine, Kylie spun over the crowd in nothing but boots and a G-string. The men at her feet went crazy, waving bills in the air.

Stacy's coaching reverberated through her head. Okay, now it's payday. Sink to your knees and do a slow, sexy crawl along the tip rail.

She did it, fighting the urge to jump up and run as strange hands tucked bills into her boots and G-string. Finally she rose, pivoted, and gave the audience a sassy wave—as if she loved prancing around nearly nude while men ogled her and shoved money in her underwear. As if she didn't want to throw up, burst into tears, and take a hot shower ... not necessarily in that order. Hands on hips, she pranced offstage.

The crowd's enthusiastic applause told her she'd pulled it off—so to speak. She sagged against the wall, rolled her head to the side, and belatedly noticed the paper towel dispenser affixed to the wall. She did not want to know why they kept those there, but she grabbed a few towels and wiped the rest of the oil from her hands while she waited for her clothes. In less than a minute, the runner hustled over with her things, shoved them at her, and disappeared before she could mumble "thanks."

One dance down, thirty-six to go. The grim thought chased her as she made her way to the dressing room. Please God, let Stacy get her cast off early.

She'd just retied her bikini top when the club's manager shouldered his way into the narrow space. Vernon Firth resembled a bulldog, all droopy eyes and sagging jaw, and looked as incongruous as one amid the girlie clutter of the dressing room.

"Ari, get your ass to the stage," he said to the only other dancer in the room.

The haughty Russian flounced out with her nose in the air. Kylie pulled the tips from her outfit and pretended not to watch Vern in the mirror as he waddled her way.

"You looked pretty good out there—little stiff maybe, but the customers didn't seem to mind."

She lifted an eyebrow and tried to emulate the patented Stacy Roberts confidence. "No?"

"Not so much. The big shots up front reserved you and Ginger for a pair of lap dances. She's out there now. After Ari wraps up, you go do the second guy."

Vern turned to leave, but when she didn't move or reply he glanced back and gave her an impatient look. "Problem?"

"No. I'll be right there."

Apparently satisfied, he left.

With shaking hands she put her tips in her lockbox, tucked it in her locker, and took a deep breath. Okay. She could do this. Stacy had talked her through the ins and outs of a lap dance, and played the part of customer while Kylie practiced. Three minutes of gyrating over the guy's lap. Flash her breasts at the end.

Her sister's words of wisdom floated through her mind. Paste on a smile, say hello, and then ignore him and get on with the dance. Keep the chitchat to a minimum.

He couldn't touch, except to tip her when it was over. Of course, if he found her dancing "uplifting," Stacy had warned there might be some incidental contact. Because the thought made her cringe, she focused on the payoff. A lap dance put fifty bucks in her pocket.

"Hey, Snowflake, you're on. I've warmed them up for you," Ginger said as they passed on the floor.

Kylie eyed the front row. "Wait. Which one is mine?"

The redhead tossed her flaming mane behind her shoulders and pointed. "They wanted to surprise their new friend at the table next door. Enjoy."

Ginger sauntered off, but Kylie barely noticed. Her gaze fixed on her client, the dark-haired man. Lord, anybody but him. How was she supposed to "ignore him and get on with the dance"? He commanded attention.

Before she could resolve the question, Ariana's performance ended and the fringed gold curtain came down.

Showtime. Smiling so wide it hurt, she slunk toward her target, using the hip-rolling walk Stacy had taught her. The guys who'd booked the dance clapped as she approached, and a few surreptitious fingers pointed to the dark-haired man at the table beside them. She stopped in front of him and stared at his chin. A nice chin. Square. Maybe a little bit stubborn.

"Hi. I'm Stacy, and I have a surprise for you."

She felt his eyes on hers but didn't shift her gaze.

He smiled. Slow. Amused. It brought an endearing softness to the rugged angle of his jaw. "I think you're looking for one of those gentlemen over there."

His low, unhurried voice exuded testosterone. Keeping her smile in place, she shook her head. "No. They arranged for me to dance for you."

Her client looked over at his benefactors. "Gee, thanks guys. You shouldn't have."

Moving closer, she reached around and grabbed the back of his chair. In the process, her fingers accidently ruffled thick, cashmere-soft hair, and she fought an urge to sink her hand into its mink-toned depths. Not good. "Ready?" she asked, still avoiding his eyes.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Funny, she felt the same way. A tremble wanted to work its way up her spine when the DJ queued the music. She suppressed it and moved into position, straddling his lap. Her boots brushed against hard, muscular thighs. She dipped her hips toward the fly of his black pants, and leaned in until her bikini-straining breasts almost touched his chest.

His indrawn breath made her think he was checking out the view, but when she glanced at him, their gazes collided. She immediately dropped her eyes to his chest and concentrated on her moves.

A few moments into the proceedings, his husky voice endangered her focus. "Come here often?"

"Every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, from ten 'til two."

"Busy girl."

"You have no idea. Heads up, handsome."



"My name is Trevor."

Alrighty, then. She braced her weight on one leg, swung the other over his head, then straddled his lap again, this time facing away from him. Hips low, she arched her back and insinuated her body over his in time to the music.

From the corner of her eye, she watched his attention drift to her butt, then scorch a trail of heat along her spine, across her shoulders, and surprisingly, to her face.

"Very limber."

"Glad you're enjoying the show, Trevor."

"Absolutely. In fact, you need to lift up a little or ... ah ..."

Too late. She felt some of the "incidental contact" Stacy had warned of, and jerked away, almost losing her balance in the process. To cover the flub, she untied the bow at the back of her bikini, spun around, and flashed him. She settled above his lap again, giving him even more room this time, and crossed her arms over her breasts. Her eyes sought his.

"Nice save," was all he said, but those intense eyes seemed to see right into her mind.

She gripped the chair with one hand, leaned back, and tossed her hair away from her face. When she came up, she fixed her smile firmly in place and stared resolutely at his chin. "Happens all the time."


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Lover Undercover 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 71 reviews.
Book_Sniffers_Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A lot of the story takes place in the strip club where Kylie is covering for her twin sister, Stacy, while she heals from a broken leg. Being identical twins, they pull the whole "switcharoo" thing a lot. However, when Kylie stumbles across a murder scene her first night of being Stacy, she finds herself smack dab in the middle of a investigation. That's when she realizes that the man that she gave a lap dance to and who she couldn't seem to keep her eyes off of, is the detective leading the case on the murders. It seems the murderer has a thing for taking out Stacy's regulars, so Detective Travis, decides to become one of Stacy's regulars in hopes of solving the case. There are a lot of steamy scenes in this story. Travis pays for a VIP room every night that Kylie works. He has no idea that she's not really Stacy and Kylie has no intention of telling him, considering it would cause Stacy to lose her job and possibly put Kylie in hot water for lying to a cop. So she plays the part and shows Travis what each of her regulars like when they request a private show. "Unfortunately, "romantic" didn't really describe the current situation. Dirty Dancing for a hot cop who would probably toss her in jail and throw away the key if he knew she's lied about her identity and impeded his investigation? Not romantic. Try scary, dangerous, reckless." There's also the suspense of the fact that the murderer is still out there with a connection to Stacy. So not only does Kylie have to be cautious, but with Travis playing his role, he puts himself in the hot seat to be next on the killers list. So there is always that game of, who's the murderer? This may have been the first book by Samanthe's that I've read but it won't be the last. I like that she doesn't go over board in explaining things and has a way of bringing you close to the characters without a lengthy back story. She throws you right into the story and keeps you there right until the last word.
pilsilver30 More than 1 year ago
nice read, characters were nicely developed and you can relate to them, which is important. Nice story twists and hot sex, it's a win-win situation for all.
northamericanwordcat More than 1 year ago
Oh goodie! I didn't know this was the start of a series! The other brothers are mentioned in this book but don't really have a role. I am will  definitely read the rest of these books.  This book has a great mistaken identity plot. I thought the heroine could have come clean earlier but this is a small quibble. The writer creates a wonderful smart hot hero and thoughtful well drawn drawn heroine. The chemistry between them is smokin' and feels real. The romantic gesture at the end of the book by the hero is one of the best I have ever read.  The secondary characters could have been more richly drawn to make this five star book but overall this book is a charmer where the  murder investigation and the character driven love story balance each other well.  I think this is the third book I have read by this publisher and I have to say I am impressed with Entangled. These are smart sexy category ebooks that are so readable and yet linger in my mind because of the quality of the writing. I hate the titles. The books are good, reread able, and memorable. The titles are forgettable and worse than that diminish the books by making them seem like they came out of a romance novel factory rather than out of the hands of talented writers and staff. Most of these  books won't be romance novel classics, but I bet this line will produce some surprises. However, I know know this publisher will create  many favorites to snuggle up with and reread. It would be great if the titles matched the quality of the book. The blurbs need some work  as well. They are often slightly off.  The cover design gives these books a unique band and when I see these kinds of covers I will think, Oh goodie! I am gonna to likely buy that book.  I was given this book for my honest review. 
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A quiet yoga instructor pretending to be a stripper while her twin sister recovers from a broken leg and a cop, two unlikely pairs, according to Kylie.  There was lust, love, humor, suspense and mystery. I really like this book and the connection between Trevor and Kylie. It was a perfect combination of fantasy and reality. It wasn't just another romance novel, but it had suspense and risk, and I really liked that aspect of it. I found myself wanting to shake Kylie and tell her to open her eyes to what was in front of her, but thankfully it played out perfectly. Lover Undercover is a quick and fun read. I read it in one sitting and enjoyed every minute of it. I can't wait to read more from Samanthe Beck. 
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
WOW! This book was crazy hot! I adore the Brazen line from Entangled and this book was no exception! The story was great, the characters were sexy and the scenes - well, you will not regret this purchase! I stumbled across it last night and read the whole thing before bed. Ridiculously good stuff!
Mema62 More than 1 year ago
Lover Undercover is the second of Samanthe Beck's books I've had the pleasure to read. I received this book as an ARC. The sexual tension explodes between Trevor and Kylie from the beginning and only gets hotter and sexier as you turn each page. Trevor is totally an Alpha, but so kind and considerate...and sooo hot!!! He's got a much softer, sweeter side to him, he’s intelligent and perceptive, it doesn't take him too long to figure out the girl “Stacy” he knows is really Kylie, I oved the problems this predictament brings about, both obvious and subtle. I have to admit, the opening scene, when Kylie she does her very first lap dance, with Trevor, had me cracking up, and things just kept getting more and more intense from there. With plenty of tension, both sexual and otherwise, along with a fabulously done murder mystery plot and add in sharp witted dialogue, chemistry abound between all characters and the humor, this becomes a definite a hit. Donna B
tamsroses More than 1 year ago
Holly Smokes!! To be very honest I never really much card for plain romance novels. Yet I was pulled into this one hook line and sunk! I really enjoyed it. It's a story of Dreams that you aspire to. At least for Kylie and Stacy twines from a small town where no one thought they would amount to much, so on to the big city of  L.A. When Stacy is hurt at work her twin Kylie takes over her job so they do not end up homeless.  When Kylie/ Stacy stumbles on to a  dead body, she is thrown into Detective Trevor McCade's Investigation of the dead man. As Kylie has to pretend she is her sister Stacy things become difficult as the dead man happens to be a client As Detective Trevor McCade goes undercover at her job to catch the killer their attraction for one other is undeniable. Yet he knows her as Stacy not Kylie will the truth be their undoing? Will they catch the killer?? This is a book worth reading! 
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Holy cow!!! Fantastic story and great writer!! A must read!! Thank you Samanthe!!!!!! Can't was for more!! Monia L. Luna
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great story, great characters, and WOW that private dancing! Couldn't put the book down. (200 pgs)
MelodyMay More than 1 year ago
For one thing it was a captivating story. I can't resist a captivating story. Who doesn't love a story with twins who switch places to help each other. However, it doesn't bode well for Kylie Roberts who is filling in for her sister, Stacy, at the strip club. You know finding a dead body after work and realizing you met the Detective while at work. Sounds like a lot of fun. I really like Kylie, because she's the polar opposite of her sister who is identical in looks. I like that she's more than a pretty face and wants to make it on her own. Plus, to prove the people back that she become better than her mother.  Detective Trevor McCade wants to solve this case. However, he's really drawn to Kylie. *possible spoiler* However, he did do a big no-no in the book. My mouth just drop, because it's the first rule when bedding a woman. Don't say another name in the midst of passion. Other than he's a really decent guy.  I did really like Lover Undercover, even when I'm not a fan of women who use their past to avoid a perfect guy. However, I love how Trevor and he really aim to win her heart. Towards the end everything happens really fast, but the ending is still satisfying. So, if you are looking for a hot detective and a twin willing to help her sister even when it's a bad idea, you might enjoy Undercover Lover. Who knows you might uncover a love? Copy provide by publisher
glandavazo More than 1 year ago
Lover Undercover was one of those books that you absolutely fall for the hero. In this case it is a undercover police officer working for LAPD, named Trevor McCade. He just so happens to catch a show at the upscale strip club, Deuces, when he is captivated by one of the dancers. Kylie Roberts is a sweet girl who always tries to do the right thing, and doesn't let emotions get in the way of what she needs to do to succeed. Yet, there she is dancing on stage taking her clothing off so she is able to pay the bills. Damn her twin sister Stacy for getting hurt on the job and now poor Kylie is stuck going something totally out of her element, and against everything she wanted to be. As she is dancing she scans the audience and one man catches her eye. Later that night something awful happens, Kylie finds a battered dead body behind the dumpsters right out side Deuces. When the police come to question her, there is none other than the sexy stranger that caught her eye while up on stage, and he is with LAPD. She has no other choice but to play the charade that she is Stacy. Eventually Trevor figures out what Kylie was hiding and uses her to help solve the case. During that time they both figure out that there is much more between them than the need to find the murderer. I thought that this book was very steamy, and who doesn't love a good mystery mixed in with the sexy scenes. It keeps you captivated! Trevor is that fantasy police man that makes your pulse quicken, and what he does in the epilogue is AAAAHHHH! Read this and you wont be disappointed!
SandiiM More than 1 year ago
This is the second book I’ve read by Ms. Beck and I have to say she’s my new favorite author! I loved Private Practice and just adored Undercover Lover.  In Undercover Lover Kylie Roberts, the good twin has been covering for her sister, Stacy most of their live. When Stacy breaks her leg, Kylie steps into the role of stripper at Deuces a high end club in L.A. It’s either strip or not make rent. Kylie and Stacy moved from Two Trout, Tennessee to escape their pasts and the stigma of their mother for a new life in LA. Kylie is working towards opening her own yoga studio and Stacy is auditioning for dance/film roles. When a patron at Deuces is murdered and there's a possible link to Stacy, enter Detective McDreamy in the form of Trevor McCade. Swoon, ladies, swoon. He was at the club earlier as a patron and was on the receiving end of one of Kylie’s lap dances, but there’s something about her he can’t put his finger on. An innocence that doesn’t mesh with the girl and the job. (We find out more about the innocence later.) Called into investigate, Detective McDreamy finds it difficult to hide his feelings for Kylie who he wants to protect professionally and personally. Kylie finds the deception of lying to Trevor about being Stacy getting harder as she’s scared of what she feels for him. She’s come to L.A to make something of her life and fears getting sidetracked and not living her dreams.  When the dam finally breaks both are forced to examine what they feel for each other in the cold light of day. The added sense of suspense in the book kept me up into the small hours. I had no idea where the story was going and the conclusion was riveting, unexpected and awesome.  Apart from being brilliantly written and plotted, this book has laugh out loud humor. I love when a book can make me laugh. The emotion Ms. Beck brings to the table are honest and heartfelt. I loved the secondary characters in this book and just adored the stripper family which brought a charming warmth to the story.  The sex scenes are hot. Fire extinguisher hot and fit with the tone of story. I loved Kylie and Trevor. Kylie has an innocence but strength to her that I admired. She’s someone I’d like to sit down with over a glass of wine. Trevor is just smoking hotness, strong, caring but with a strength and kindness that had me melting.  I hope some of the girls at Deuces get their own story by Ms. Beck. I cannot wait to read Stacy’s story and hope it is soon. This is one fine writer. One page-turning read. You will not be disappointed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Another great hit for Ms. Beck! Loved the characters. Look forward to reading future novels. Ms. Beck is most assurdly becoming a raging hit. She gets my vote. Thank you and keep up the great writing! JR
Book_WhispererJO More than 1 year ago
Samanthe Beck just continues to make me happy with her handsome characters, smoldering plot lines, and amazing writing. I cannot believe this is only her second book; she is a terrific writer. This book held many moments that were filled with these lustful, intense scenes between Kylie and Trevor and I found myself loving every lap dance she gave him. It was super hot. Their tension between each other was perfectly written and solo moments made me forget that there was even a killer out on the loose. Trevor did it for me. There was just something about his character that made him stand out from most of all the other books I read (and all the main male characters I fall in love with.) He was a good guy, a detective, however he had this bad boy side to him that pushed him farther into doing naughty things with Kylie in the private room. Have I mentioned to you that the private room scenes are super hot? But he was also so sweet to Kylie after she finds the dead body that it is impossible for him not to win your heart over. So to sum it up, Lover Undercover is amazing if you are looking for a quick, dirty read. And the epilogue left me smiling like a goof ball. ~BookWhisperer Reviewer MC~
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
## HOLY HOTNESS BATMAN. This book is SPECTACULAR. The story is fun and flirty and the crime-drama element added just the right amount of intrigue. The characters Ms. Beck created were amazing. I adored the heroine and the hero was hotness personified. Omg, I thought I would combust during the private dance scenes. Yowza, those were sexy. I loved this book, as well as Samantha's Private Practice so much, that I already purchased Stacy and Ian's story. Please, keep 'em coming Ms. Beck.
GraceDZ More than 1 year ago
Fast-paced, Sizzling, Satisfying!!! OK, first of all, I need to get my swooning out of the way, so here goes...*Swoon* Trevor!!! Holy HELL, he's one HOT detective!!! Good girl, Kylie Roberts is pretending to be her twin, Stacy, as an exotic dancer at a strip club. Kylie gets more than she bargained for when she discovers a dead body in the parking lot. Suddenly, she's thrown right in the middle of a murder investigation. As she aids Detective Trevor McCade in drawing out the killer, things heat up quickly in the VIP room...with lots of dirty dancing! Wow! This is my first read from a new author, and I must say that Lover Undercover turned out to be more than what I expected. I found most of the situations Beck put Kylie and Trevor in to be deliciously compromising. Many times you can feel the chemistry between them reach a boiling point. Kylie is adorable, willing to help, and goal-oriented. I loved how Trevor is incredibly perceptive and knew from the beginning that there was something Kylie was hiding. Another thing that I enjoyed was that the mystery part kept me guessing whodunnit. Really, I had no idea until the identity of the murderer was revealed. The epilogue was so cute and satisfying that I couldn't stop giggling and smiling! Samanthe Beck knows how to create lively scenes that flow seamlessly from one scene to the next making this story fast-paced and engaging. I had so much fun reading this that I'm looking forward to reading her other book, Private Practice. Do you want to escape reality for a bit? Lover Undercover is for those who seek a quick, pleasurable, and steamy read with a little mystery. I guarantee that you'll be swooning for Trevor, too! ***A complimentary copy was provided by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.***
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
SEXY! Samanthe Beck's second novel from Entangled's Brazen line is sexy and unexpected in the best of ways. I love the addition of suspense to Ms. Beck's humor and hot romance. Great primary and secondary characters, interesting plot and Los Angeles is the perfect backdrop for this cop meets erotic dancer story. And yes, the erotic dancing scenes/setting, are, well, pretty erotic, so, it's one hot read, but Kylie and Trevor are also sweet characters who come together (yes, I said it) in a romantic relationship readers will believe in. Only when question: When's the next one? Will it feature Ian and Stacy?
bettysunflower More than 1 year ago
Kylie Roberts has a twin sister, Stacy, who is an aspiring actress. While working toward that goal she is working as a stripper. When a customer got rough with her she ended up with a broken leg. The loss of her job and the good money that she makes would leave both girls without a place to live. So, Kylie, the quiet and shy twin must fill in for her wild sister at the strip club. When leaving the club after her first night on the job, she realizes that she forgot her expensive boots. She headed back to the club for the boots and found a man in the parking lot that had been beaten to death. The police are brought into the story and the investigation begins. I started reading this book shortly before my normal bed time figuring that I'd read a chapter or two and then go to bed. By 4 AM I realized that I was reading one of those books that you just can't put down. The characterization is wonderful. Sexy, stuborn, wild, Stacy and her twin sister, Kylie who is fairly quiet and shy and the 'smart one' are two of the main characters. Both girls are beautiful, shapley and sexy as hell. Then there is the lead detective, Trevor who falls in love with Kylie. His partner, Ian is a lesser character, but sill in the action. All good people and likable characters. The plot holds mystery, suspense, and a good bit of sexual tension. The authors voice makes this an easy... flowing read. I was pulled into the story imediately and didn't want to let it go. I recieved an ARC of this book for an honest review. I very honestly loved the book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I liked this book
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love THIS author started with the 1st book I will read them all they are that good.
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Awsome book . Love the character's.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A good read
jka0 More than 1 year ago
All the Entangled series is good