The stakes are higher and the danger is bigger in Dana Marton's HQ: Texas miniseries.
A mission gone wrong forced injured soldier Jamie Cassidy to start anew and run right into the path of deputy sheriff Bree Tridle. The sassy, sexy Texan was as determined to uncover a local money-laundering scheme as Jamie was to keep her safe from the stalker hot on her trail. But Jamie, now an undercover operative, was also on a covert mission of his own: track smugglers threatening to bring terrorists into the U.S. Could Jamie's and Bree's cases be related? When a deadly attack on Bree's home escalates the danger and their attraction, Jamie and Bree must face their enemies together to save not only their country, but their one chance at love.
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He had two weeks to gain the information he needed to stop terrorists with weapons of mass destruction from entering the country. But everything his six-man team had done so far had been a bust.
Undercover operative Jamie Cassidy sat with his back to the wall in the far corner at the Yellow Armadillo, a seedy, small-town bar on the backstreets of Pebble Creek, Texas. Country music streamed from overhead speakers; the place was dark and dingy, the food was fried within an inch of its life. But the beer was cold, the only nice thing that could be said about the joint.
"So you have no idea who the new boss is?" he asked the scrawny farmhand across the table.
Billy Brunswik fingered the rim of the tattered Stetson on his lap, his eyes on his empty glass. A cowboy tan left the top of his forehead white, the rest of his face several shades darker. His checkered blue shirt was wrinkled and smudged with dirt, as if he'd been wearing it for more than a day or two. He silently shook his head.
Jamie had his own cowboy hat and jeans and shirt to fit in, a far cry from his usual commando gear. In a place like thisa known hangout for smugglersbeing spotted as a government man could quickly earn you a bullet in the back.
He waved the perky blonde waitress over for another round for Billy but didn't return her flirty smile. His attention was on the man across the table. "It's tough. Believe me, I know." He waited until the waitress left. "In this economy, and they cut off work. Hell, what are you supposed to do? Who do you go to now?"
"Nobody knows nuthin'." Billy set his empty glass down and wiped his upper lip with the back of his calloused hand, then pulled out a tin of chewing tobacco and tucked a pinch between gum and cheek. "I can barely buy groceries for the girlfriend and me, I'll tell you that."
Jamie watched him for a few seconds, then slid three twenties across the table. "I know how it is."
Billy was on the cash like a duck on a june bug, the bills disappearing in a flat second. He looked around nervously, licking his crooked yellow front teeth. "I ain't no snitch."
Jamie gave a sympathetic nod. "A man has to live. And I ain't asking for nothing that would get you in trouble. Just need enough to show the boss I've been working." He shrugged, playing the halfhearted customs agent role.
Billy hung his head. "I do work a little," he admitted. "When nobody's lookin'. Just some weed."
"Who do you kick up to?"
"Ain't nobody there since Kenny."
And no matter how hard Jamie pushed the down-on-his-luck farmhand after that, Billy didn't give up anything. Although he did promise to get in touch if things changed.
Developing an asset was a slow and careful business.
Jamie left the man and strode across the bar, looking for familiar faces as he passed the rows of tables. The two border towns his team watched, Hullett and Pebble Creek, had their share of smugglers, most of them lying low these days. He didn't recognize anyone here today.
He paid the waitress at the bar, stepped outside into the scorching heat then shoved his hat on his head and rubbed his eyes. He'd spent the night on border patrol, then most of the morning running down leads. His legs hurt. The doc at Walter Reed called it phantom-limb pain.
He resisted the urge to reach down and rub his prosthetic limbs. It did nothing for the pain, and he hated the feel of the cold steel where his legs should have been.
He strode up to Main Street, came out by the bank and drew a hundred out of the ATM while he was here, since Billy had cleaned him out. Then his gaze caught on the bookstore across the street. Maybe a good read would help him fall asleep. When on duty, his mind focused on work. But when he rested, memories of his dark past pushed their way back into his head. Sleep had a way of eluding him.
He cut across traffic and pushed inside the small indie bookstore, into the welcoming cool of air-conditioning, and strode straight to the mystery section. He picked out a hard-boiled detective story, then turned on his heels and came face-to-face with the woman of his dreams.
Okay, the woman of every red-blooded man's dreams.
She was tall and curvy, with long blond hair swinging in a ponytail, startling blue eyes that held laughter and a mouth to kill or die for, depending on what she wished.
His mind went completely blank for a second, while his body sat up and took serious notice.
When his dreams weren't filled with blood and torture and killing, they were filled with sex. He could still do the actone thing his injury hadn't taken away from him. But he didn't allow himself. He didn't want pity. Foreplay shouldn't start with him taking off his prostheticsthe ultimate mood killer. And he definitely didn't want the questions.
Hell, even he hated touching the damn things. Who wouldn't? He wasn't going to put himself through that humiliation. Wasn't going to put a woman in a position where she'd have to start pretending.
But he dreamed, and his imagination made it good. The woman of his dreams was always the same, an amalgamation of pinup girls that had been burned into his brain during his adolescent years from various magazines he and his brothers had snuck into the house.
And now she was standing in front of him.
The pure, molten-lava lust that shot through his gut nearly knocked him off his feet. And aggravated the hell out of him. He'd spent considerable time suppressing his physical needs so they wouldn't blindside him like this.
"Howdy," she said with a happy, peppy grin that smoothed out the little crease in her full bottom lip. She had a great mouth, crease or no crease. Made a man think about his lips on hers and going lower.
He narrowed his eyes. Then he pushed by her with a dark look, keeping his face and body language discouraging. Who the hell was she to upset his hard-achieved balance?
He strode up to the counter and paid with cash because he didn't want to waste time punching buttons on the card reader. He didn't want to spend another second in a place where he could be ambushed like this. The awareness of her back somewhere among the rows of books still tingled all across his skin.
"I'm sorry." The elderly man behind the counter handed back the twenty-dollar bill. "I can't take this." He flashed an apologetic smile as he pushed up his horn-rimmed glasses, then tugged down his denim shirt in a nervous gesture. "The scanner kicked it back."
"I just got it from the bank across the street," Jamie argued, not in the mood for delay.
"I'm sorry, sir."
"Everything okay, Fred?" The woman he'd tried to pretend didn't exist came up behind Jamie.
Her voice was as smooth as the kind of top-shelf whiskey the Yellow Armadillo couldn't afford to carry. Its sexy timbre tickled something behind his breastbone. He kept his back to her, against enormous temptation to turn, hoping she'd get the hint to mind her own business.
Then he had to turn, anyway, because next thing he knew she was talking to him.
"I'd be happy to help. How about we go next door and I'll help you figure this out?"
The police station stood next door. All he wanted was to go home and see if he could catch a few winks before his next shift. "I don't think so." He peeled off another twenty, which went through the scanner without trouble. Next thing he knew, Fred was handing back his change.
"I really think we should," the woman insisted.
Apparently, she had trouble with the concept of minding her own business. He shot her a look of disapproval, hoping she'd take the hint.
He tried to look at nothing but her eyes, but all that sparkling blue was doing things to him. Hell, another minute, and if she asked him to eat the damned twenty, he would have probably done it. He caught that thought, pushed back hard.
"Who the hell are you?" He kept his tone at a level of surly that had taken years to perfect.
The cheerleader smile never even wavered as she pulled her badge from her pocket and flashed it at him. "Brianna Tridle. Deputy sheriff."
He looked her over more thoroughly: the sexy snake-skin boots, the hip-hugging jeans, the checkered shirt open at the neck, giving a hint of the top curve of her breasts. His palms itched for a feel. If there was such a thing as physical perfection, she was it.
Any guy who had two brain cells to rub together would have gone absolutely anywhere with her.
Except Jamie Cassidy.
"I'm in a hurry."
"Won't take but a minute." She tilted her head, exposing the creamy skin of her neck just enough to bamboozle him. "I've been having a hard time with counterfeit bills turning up in town lately. I'd really appreciate the help. I'll keep it as quick as possible, I promise." The smile widened enough to reveal some pearly white teeth.
Teeth a man wouldn't have minded running his tongue along before kissing her silly.
Certainly not Jamie.
Okay, so she was the deputy sheriff. The sheriff, Kenny Davis, had been killed recently. He'd been part of the smuggling operation Jamie's team was investigating. A major player, actually.
After that, Ryder McKay, Jamie's team leader, had looked pretty closely at the Pebble Creek police department. The rest of them came up squeaky clean. A shame, really. Jamie definitely felt like his world would be safer with Brianna Tridle locked away somewhere far from him.
She was too chirpy by half.
He didn't like chirpy.
But if she wasn't a suspect, she could be an allyif he played his cards right. Although poker wasn't the first thing to spring to mind when he thought about playing with her. He could no longer feel the air-conditioning. In fact, it seemed the AC might have broken since he'd come in. The place felt warm suddenly. Hot, even.
He loosened the neck of his shirt. "Fine. Five minutes."
He held the door for her, regretting it as she flashed another gut punch of a smile. She better not read anything into that basic courtesy. He'd been raised right, that was all. He couldn't help it. He wasn't falling for her charms, no way, he thought as she walked in front of him, hips swinging.
The gentle sway held him mesmerized for a minute. Then he blinked hard as he finally focused on one specific spot. Was that a small firearm tucked under her waistband, covered by her shirt? Hard to tell with his eyes trying to slide lower.
He looked more carefully. Damn if the slight bulge wasn't a weapon. She'd been armed the entire time and he'd never noticed. He was seriously losing it.
He drew in a slow breath as they walked into the station. On second thought, forget developing her as an asset. Working with her would probably be more trouble than it was worth.
He was going to tell Brianna Tridle where, when and exactly how he'd come into possession of the stupid twenty-dollar bill in question. Then he was walking out and not looking back. If he had even a smidgen of luck coming to him, he'd never see her again.
"I really appreciate this." Bree measured up the cowboy with the bad attitude.
Not a real Texas cowboy, actually. He was missing the Texas twang, his general accent making it difficult to pin down from where he hailed. And he wore combat boots with his jeans. It threw off his cowboy swagger. He had shadows all around him, his aura a mixture of dangerous and sexy. He was hot enough to give women heart palpitations on his worst day.
Not that that sort of thing affected her. She was a seasoned law enforcement officer. "And your name is?"
"Jamie Cassidy." He didn't offer his hand, or even a hint of a smile as he scanned the station.
She'd bet good money he didn't miss many details.
Fine. She was proud of the place, clean and organized. The dozen people working there were the finest in South Texas. She would trust each and every one of them to have her back.
While he examined her station, she examined him.
He stood tall, well built, his dirty-blond hair slightly mussed as he took his hat off. When he ran his fingers through it in an impatient gesture, Bree's own fingertips tingled.
He had the face of a tortured angel, all angles and masculine beauty. His chocolate-brown eyes seemed permanently narrowed and displeased. Especially as he took in the metal detectors she'd had installed just last week.
Lena, the rookie officer manning the scanner, held out a gray plastic tray for him.
Bree offered a smile. "We just upped our security. If you could hand over anything metal in your pockets and walk through, I'd appreciate it."
She was in charge of the station until the new sheriff was elected. They'd had an incident recently with a drunk housewife who'd come in to file a complaint against her husband, then ended up shooting a full clip into the ceiling to make sure they believed her when she said she would shoot the bastard if he came into her new double-wide one more time with muddy boots.
She'd been a bundle of booze and wild emotionsthe very opposite of Jamie Cassidy, who seemed the epitome of cold and measured.
He scowled as he dropped his cell phone, handful of change and car keys into the small plastic tray. "I'm going to set the alarm off." He tapped his leg. "Prosthesis."
That was it, then, Bree thought as she watched him. The reason why his walk had been off a smidgen. "Not a problem, Lena," she told the rookie, who was staring at him with dreamy eyes. "I'll pat him down."
"No." His face darkened as his gaze cut to hers.
They did a long moment of the staring-each-other-down thing. Then his lips narrowed as he fished around in his shirt pocket and pulled out a CBP badge.
Customs and Border Protection. And the plot thickens. She tilted her head as she considered him. Why not show the badge sooner?
Maybe it was a fake. She'd worked pretty closely with CBP for the past couple of years. She'd never seen him before. If she had, she would have definitely remembered him.
She widened her smile. Defusing tension in a bad situation always worked better than escalating it. "I need to check you just the same. New procedure. Sorry."
For a second he looked like he might refuse and simply walk away from her. She kept her hand near her firearm at her back, ready to stop him. She preferred to do things the easy way, but she could do it the hard way if needed. Up to him.
But then he seemed to change his mind and held out his arms to the side. She wondered if he knew that his smoldering look of resentment only made him look sexier.
"It'll only take a second." She ran her fingers along his arms first, lightly. Plenty of muscle. If he did change his mind and began causing trouble, she would definitely need her service weapon.
She moved her hands to his torso and found more impressive muscles there. She could feel the heat of his body through his shirt and went faster when her fingertips began to tingle again, a first for her during pat down. What on earth was wrong with her today? She tried to focus on what she was doing. Okay, no shoulder holster, no sidearm here.
"Almost done." She squatted as she moved down his legs, pausing at the sharp transition where the living flesh gave way to rigid metal. Both of his legs were missing. Her gaze flew up to his.
He looked back down at her with something close to hatea proud man who didn't like his weaknesses seen.
"Enough." He stepped back.
But she stepped after him. "One more second."
Awareness tingled down her spine as she pulled up and reached around his waist, almost as if she were hugging him. And there, tucked behind his belt, she found a small, concealed weapon.
She removed the firearm carefully, pointing it down, making sure her fingers didn't come near the trigger. "When were you going to tell me about this?" She checked the safety. On. Okay.
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## My Spy: FINALLY: A BEAUTIFUL, CAPABLE, STRONG, FUN-LOVING HEROINE. Thank you, thank you Ms. Marton. I am sooooo tired of these plump, plain, weak, doormats with weight issues. This is fiction and I want to be entertained, not depressed. This book was fantastic. I loved that the hero wasn't some ladies' man. That was so refreshing. He and the heroine had some major chemistry going on. Nice job. Will read again.
Wonderful Book!!! Dana Marton has done it again with another fantastic book. This book has it all romance,and suspense that will keep your attention from the first page. I loved Bree who is a strong willed Deputy Sheriff, and tough as nails Jamie who is working undercover to stop terrorists.I read this book in one sitting because I just couldn't put it down, I had to find out what happens next. They had to deal with emotional issues and healing, along with a stalker, gangs, counterfeiters, and terrorists. If you like a good romance with some suspense that will keep you reading until the end, then you need to read this book! I can't wait to read the next book in this series and see which one of Jamie's good looking partners fall in love next. A Review copy was provided to me in exchange for a fair and honest review. The free book held no determination on my personal review.
Jose Naroksy once said, “In war, there are no unwounded soldiers.” That’s why Ms. Marton’s book, My Spy, hooked me in the first few pages. The usual, Alpha Warrior male character that is focused, impenetrable, indestructible, and commonly written about in such intrigue mysteries, is actually a wounded warrior with prosthetic legs. He has as many internal scars as exterior. I found that to be refreshing and frightening real given his profession. The hero, Jamie Cassidy, a member of a six man team, tracking a terrorist, code name Coyote. This Coyote has operations that include smuggling humans, weapons, drugs, and possibly counterfeit money. Jamie is determined to identify the Coyote and stop his criminal enterprise. Ms. Marton’s revealing of layers of scars Jamie carries is impressive writing. These scars are revealed to be from a previous mission gone horribly wrong. The pain of guilt for the deaths of innocent lives he was unable to save, makes the reader want to reach out and comfort him. Ms. Marton’s accurate portrayal of the inner demons this character faces seems all too real in the war on terrorism facing our world today. The heroine, Bree Tridle is a Deputy Sheriff, and a former beauty queen of Texas. Did I buy what Ms. Marton was selling with this character? Yes, I could see the correlation of pageants and preforming, to the characters’ ability to make people respond to her. Several times throughout the book, Bree’s ability to communicate and sell herself to prospective informants aids in her investigation. Another aspect to Ms. Marton’s book that I found refreshingly real was the character of Katie Tridle. Katie is Bree’s younger Autistic sister. Although, I would have liked to know a little more about the detail of Katie’s work, I did feel Ms. Marton’s depiction of the behaviorisms of Autism, and effect upon their families to be precise. However, there were a few characters that I found to be lacking or just thrown in there. One was Bree’s stalker, Jason Tanner. I kept wondering, what does this have to do with the Coyote? It turns out, nothing. Then, the fatal shooting of a dear neighbor, Eleanor, seemed to be a little too convenient. Not to mention, Bree’s evening ritual of dinner with Katie. Given that Bree’s occupation is Sheriff Deputy, not a 9-5 standard business schedule, made the nightly dinners a harder sale for me. In the end, the relationship between Jamie and Bree is developed nicely. Other contributing characters are the Rivera family, Swenson the lawyer, and Agent Herrara. They all come together in the ongoing investigation and search for the criminal, Coyote. I enjoyed the realism, the portrayal of human frailty, the harshness of life, and the never ending curse of the wounded warrior and his quest that good must overcome evil. I look forward to more intrigue and real life characters in the world of Ms. Dana Marton!
My Spy by Dana Marton Jamie Cassidy is an undercover operative working for Homeland Security. He’s in Pebble Creek, Texas trying to track down a lead from a terrorist threat. Brianna Tridle is the Deputy Sheriff of Pebble Creek. She’s known for her charm and using her smile to corral any wayward would-be criminals in her town. While in town, Jamie runs into Brianna at the local independent bookstore. “The pure molten-lava lust that shot through him gut nearly knocked him off his feet. He tried to look at nothing but her eyes, but all that sparkling blue was doing things to him.” What a great way to start a romance. He’s nearly knocked off his feet as the sight of her. Very few authors sweep me instantly into their stories. Dana Marton is one of the authors that always hooks me immediately. In this story, I love that the heroine is smart, strong, and more than capable of protecting herself and family and able to “be the detective”. Sure it’s nice to have help and support of the brace hero, but they learn to work together and make compromises. Well done! And of course, it’s romance so you get the hea too. Yah! I received a copy of this book from the author
My Spy by Dana Marton is an entertaining read. My Spy is a well written book. Bree and Jamie's story is full of lovable characters, action, suspense and a little sizzle. My Spy is a fast paced, quick read, perfect for those with limited time for reading. I look forward to reading more from Dana Marton soon. My Spy is part of the HQ: Texas series but can be read as a stand alone. This is a complete book, not a cliffhanger. I purchased a copy of this book at a local library sale.
I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for an honest review. This is another amazing book by Dana Marton. My spy is part of a series. I haven't read all the other books in the series but this can definitely be read as a stand alone. Jamie goes to a small town in Texas on a secret mission. While there, he accidentally pays for something with a counterfeit $20 bill. Only problem is, the deputy sheriff, Bree, happens to be there. She brings him down to the station to talk about why he has them. She finds out that not only is he hiding weapons in his car but he has two prosthetic legs. Sparks fly but both are in denial of their feelings. This was a really amazing story about an injured soldier and him finding life again. Jamie was a very strong alpha male character but had a lot of imperfections he had to deal with. I also loved Katie, Bree's sister. It was a great portrayal of the life of an autistic family member. Bree was also a strong character but she dealt with things differently. She knew how to get what she needed from someone with a smile and some nice words. I really love everything I have read by Dana Marton. She is an amazing writer. I will definitely be reading the next book in this series.
This was my first Dana Marton book, and i was very pleased. The story flowed well and gave enough about the characters for you to be able to really get into the book without being overly descriptive. Looking forward to reading more of her work
I have a few of Dana Marton's books in my to be read pile and they all look great. My Spy found it's way to the top first. To start with I just have to say WOW! Give me a few minutes to catch my breath from all that excitement. I loved My Spy. There is plenty of drama, suspense, intrigue, mystery, romance, and chemistry in this book. Where do I start? Jamie Cassidy has led a VERY dangerous life and has a very dangerous job. He was drastically hurt on one of his missions. He has not wanted to get involved in a relationship because he just doesn't think he is cut out for that. That is until he meets independent, wise, and strong Deputy Sheriff Bree Tridle. The chemistry between these two is almost flame worthy. They fight hard against their attraction for each other however, they just can't seem to stay away from one and other. The more time they spend together the more the sparks start to fly. I admire Bree so much for her strength of character for her job as well as the dedication she has to her sister. Bree is not only great with her sister but she does a fabulous job trying to keep peace in her county. I really enjoyed meeting Bree. There is plenty of mystery in this book. Just when I thought they might be putting the pieces together to solve one thing, something else was happening! I spent most of this book sitting on the edge of my seat wondering what Bree and Jamie were going to get themselves into next. I loved how these two worked so well together from the beginning. Not only do they have great chemistry but they are great partners. Ms. Marton has done a fabulous job of creating relatable characters that are a whole lot of fun to read about as well as a wonderful suspenseful mystery that had me completely spell bound. If you are already a fan of Ms. Marton's work then I suggest you check this one out. If you have not had a chance to read any of her work yet, my suggestion is grab this one, I think you'll like it. I can't wait to read the other two books in my to be read pile. I have a feeling I am in for more fabulous suspense filled stories! I was given the chance to read this book to share my thoughts on this book. As always it has been my pleasure to share my thoughts with you.
Another great read by Dana Marton! I have to say I didn't realize that Harlequin had such a great genre of books in their ranks! This book is a definite must read. The story line has you intrigued long before you meet all of the characters and fall in step with their lives. Once again Dana has proven that she is a rockstar when it comes to developing the characters and turning them into the friends you have to help save the day by continuing to read to the end to discover whether the bad guys get captured as well as whether the heroine gets her man! Don't take my word for it, pick it up and give it a read to see for yourself...you really won't be sorry!
I loved this book. I loved the characters of Bree and Jamie. I loved how sweet Bree was with Katie and how gentle Jamie was with her too. I loved the story and the flow was perfect. I couldn't put the book down. I highly recommend this book for anyone that loves romantic suspence.
Action-filled, sizzling sex, heart-warming. We are made to feel Jamie's anguish and Bree's responsibility. The charaters are impulsive and improbable, but that is why I read. I want to escape to excitement. I was given an ARC for my honest review.
This was a quick and smooth read. As usual Dana Marton mesmerizes you with the charm of her characters. Her heroes pull you in and keep your attention to the end. Love, love, love all her novels and look forward to more. -cms12473
Dana Marton drew me in again. If it's an action scene with gun blazing or a love scene, I was pulled more and more into Jamie and Bree's world. She brings real life details into each book that will open your eyes. Everyone can be whole in their own way. Bree is protecting her town with a smile. Jamie is fighting himself about protecting her. Will they learn to work together to find the terrorist crossing our boarders? This is a very good read that you won't want to put down.
This book was awesome.. I couldn't put it down. Can't wait to read the other books and the next.
My rating: 4.5 of 5 ¿ Jamie Cassidy is working on a covert government operation when he bumps into what has got to be every man's dream woman, with a sexy southern accent to boot. Too bad that after his last failed mission, which left him with devastating injuries, he had written himself off for any kind of social interaction. As luck would have it, he stumbled into a local counterfeit money scheme and the lady turns out to be the town's deputy sheriff. Turns out that this particular beauty has brains as well and unfortunately, the use of Jamie's cover as a border patrol officer doesn't stand up very long to deputy sheriff Bree Tridle's scrutiny. Killing with kindness, that is Bree Tridle's modus operandi. Rather than browbeating or using a heavy hand to do her job as a deputy sheriff, she manages more often than not, to use a friendly word or some kind manipulation to completely throw suspects of and get her what she wants, without needing to lift a finger. She finds it difficult to keep her wits about her around this man, however, he may be surly and gruff, but he is also all kinds of hot. Not that she is in the market for anything, her sister for whom she is guardian, will always be her first responsibility, and in her experience guys generally don't take well to coming in second. It doesn't take much for Bree to find out that Jamie is fact involved in a government sanctioned covert op, but she is eager to keep her finger on the pulse of what is going on in her town. When Jamie accidentally discovers that Bree has been dealing with a stalker, he insists on making sure Bree and her sister stay safe. Of course Bree is insistent that she is able to take care of herself, but after a deadly shooting at her house, she gives up any resistance. As the heat turns up, on their individual investigations and between Bree and Jamie, it appears that their cases may be related. They combine efforts to eliminate the threats and find that they partner up very well, both at work and..... in the bedroom. ****** Bravo!!!! Great read with all the necessary ingredients!! I love Dana Marton's books, she writes a great suspense and does so while still paying attention to character development and building chemistry and budding romance......not missing a beat!! Quite the balance artist! Bree does not have the most conventional life. Hell, she is not the most convential person. A ex-beauty queen, guardian of an adult disabled sister and deputy sheriff, makes for an interesting package. Bree is insightful and senses there is much more than meets the eye when it comes to Jamie, and recognizes pain just below the surface. She is strong, sympathetic, likeable and credible with just a hint of insecurity. Jamie probably suffers from PTSD, having survived some horrific circumstances when he incurred his injuries. He lives with survivor's guilt and has some trouble adjusting socially. Initially, Bree's perky disposition irritates him to no end.... or so he keeps telling himself, while he desperately clings to his self-imposed broody exterior. Truth is, she is cracking his shields and he knows it. Jamie is damaged but not broken, protective of those he cares for but ruthless to himself, in need of someone to show him the lightness of being. I adored the choice of characters, two of them with disabilities, yet both highly functioning and capable, albeit with minor limitations, which they more than make up for with their other abilities. As someone with disabilities, I love seeing a disabled (I really hate that word!!) hero!! It is motivating and encouraging and it shows a different level of excellence. ¿A thrilling, fast-paced, sexy and intriguing book by Dana Marton!! ¿ **ARC received in return for an honest review.**
This is another can't put it down book. It started out as a Battle of the Sexes kind of book. Jamie tried to run roughshod over Bree who is a Deputy Sheriff. Bree on the other hand wanted to do all the work of protecting "her" town a to push Jamie out. They finally figured out that if they shared it all flowed easier. Bree is on someone's hit list. Is it a crazy stalker, a shady lawyer or the drug cartels? Jamie was trying to forget his past while working to stop drugs and terrorists on his watch. It was great to see the interaction between these two. There is romance but nothing over the top so you can recommend this book to all your friends. Get this book and add it to your library. It's a Big thumbs up for me!
I could not put this book down. Great action, romance and characters. This is a great series and cant wait for the next one.
I loved this book. Brought tears to my eyes! The depth of these characters was very well written, you can't but help root for them.
Another fantastic book by Dana Marton. I'm not good on reviews only know what I like. This book starts out as Jaime an undercover operative in a small town of Pebble Creek, Texas is frustrated at finding no new information on the terrorists crossing the boarder. He is going to have an evening off so goes & gets money out off the telly & goes to the book store to get a good book. When paying for the book the employee lets him know his $20 is counterfeit. Just so happens a deputy sheriff is in there and takes him next door to talk. Of course he doesn't want her to know who he really is.. From there the book has you hooked. Action & romance between Jamie Cassidy and deputy sheriff Bree Tridle keeps you glued to the book.
This book had me completely spell bound and eagerly awaiting more. Another great book by Dana Marton.
I thought the book was great. I missed the first two, but had no trouble with the story line. Can't wait for the next book to come out. Thank you Dana
My Review: 5.0 Star Review - My Spy (HQ: Texas # 5) I recommend this book. I enjoyed this book by Dana. This book includes passion, laughs, heartache, a stalker, murder, handicapped characters and a bomb. If you have not read the below I would recommend reading those books first from “HQ: Texas” series. LAST SPY STANDING - this is included in this book SPY HARD THE SPY WORE SPURS MOST ELIGIBLE SPY Jamie Cassidy, an undercover operative, is working a case on tracking smugglers. He has to reveal his job when he almost gets arrested for spending a counterfeit bill he got from the bank on a book. Brianna 'Bree' Tridle, former beauty queen, now deputy sheriff takes him in custody. She is working on a money-laundering case that could be related to Jamie's case. After Jamie is told to work with Bree he discovers that she is being stalked. As their investigations continue the leads they get point back to each of their cases. As the stalker escalates the danger to Bree has Jamie in knots over his feelings and protectiveness to her and her sister. What is happening to the man who decided he never needed a woman? As Bree is drawn closer to Jamie she is wondering if he will want her to choose between him and her sister. The chemistry between these two is explosive. Bree is a cheerful sarcastic woman who is trying to keep her town free of crime and take care of her sister. I love how Dana wrote Jamie's character I totally love him. The storyline in the bank where Jamie opens up a little about his feelings and his loss just about breaks your heart. As tragic as Jamie's back story is you can get an understanding of his feelings and concerns from it. She totally cracked me up with him getting busted with the counterfeit bill while buying a book. Well played Dana well played. Very good read. Look forward to the next book in this series. Spy In The Saddle – Due out in November 2013 A few of my favorite parts: "I assume you didn't go get stiches because you don't have time, not because you're scared of the needle?" He shot her a dark look. He did that so well. Must have been part of his training. "Why don't I slap on some butterfly bandages, as long as we're both here. Then you won't have to go see a doc. You'll save a ton of time that you could use to glare at people. I'd hate to see you slip off schedule." His eyes remained stoic, but the corner of his sculpted mouth twitched. "Make it quick." "I'm not asking. I'm telling you. Don't involve yourself. Forget everything we've talked about earlier." "Or what?" A laugh escaped her and trilled along his nerve endings. "You'll spank me? For heaven's sake. I'm an officer of the law. I'm trained to handle myself." The visual of the spanking bit left him both speechless and breathless for a second. "You know, we do have a public-indecency ordinance in place. You seem to have a habit of going pant-less in public," she remarked as she stood and squeezed water out of her hair and clothes. He glanced back as he got to his feet. "You going to arrest me for that?" She sighed. "I kind of like it. Does that make me shallow?" Surprise crossed his face, then a half smile formed. "You're not what I expected."