Contemporary Romance
Date Published: December 14, 2015
The heiress…
She’d wanted him since she was eighteen. Four years away hasn’t cooled the heat Doyle arouses in her, which means it’s time for Thea to take the former Marine by the horns and open his eyes to everything he’s missing. What will it take to prove that she’s not some untouchable porcelain doll, but a red-blooded woman determined to finally get her man?
The bodyguard…
Honor forced Doyle to consider Thea off-limits. Keeping her that way was proving much more difficult. Every time he turns around she’s there, wreaking havoc on his senses, making him think about long, sweaty nights and how good she would feel wrapped up in his arms. How long could a man be expected to ignore the woman who calls to his every secret desire?
The danger…
But Doyle has a secret that could jeopardize not only the first fragile bonds of love, but Thea’s very life. Will he be able to act before it’s too late for them both?
Excerpt
Ridiculous, really, since the man didn’t have a clue. He
either treated her as a museum piece to be safely guarded and surrounded in bubble wrap
whenever a tiny bump loomed on the road of life, or he treated her the same way her had when
he’d first come to work for her father:
like a big brother. A very domineering, overprotective big
brother.
Ugh!
Thinking of Doyle in the big brother role had been all well
and good when she was thirteen, but she’d grown up in the nine years since then.
Too bad Doyle seemed to have missed that
little fact. When she
looked at him now, she didn’t see the guy who taught her to hold her breath so she could swim underwater for two whole minutes,
or who had sat up with her all night while she cried her eyes out after her dog had dug under the
fence and then been hit by a car.
No, when she looked at Brennan Doyle, she saw a tall, darkly
tanned man whose military training showed in every disciplined line of his well-toned
body, whose intelligence and wit shone from twinkling hazel eyes that could stop a girl dead
with one look, whose very presence in a room could start her heart tripping in a triple-time
beat no salsa could match. She’d racked up more sweaty dreams about the man than she cared to count,
starting when she was sixteen and
didn’t even understand what sweaty dreams were all about.
Doyle, her big brother? Not in a million years.
But knowing how she felt didn’t change a thing about how he felt.
Or didn’t feel. That was the part that made her the craziest. She didn’t know if
that spark of something she sometimes thought she saw in his gaze meant anything or if
she was just pathetically projecting what she wanted to see into those beautiful,
see-into-your-soul eyes.
Thea sighed, putting aside the sketch pad and turning on her
laptop. It wouldn’t hurt to do an Internet search for interior design firms based in
Denver, Pueblo, and maybe even Colorado Springs. At least it would help to keep her mind off of the
what-ifs and maybes that surrounded her turbulent feelings regarding what to do about Doyle.
Attracting men was not something she’d ever really gotten
the hang of. Rebuffing them, now that she had gotten down to a science by her second
semester at college, right after the Dave Disaster. He had been her first, and only, lover and it had
been, well, a disaster. She’d caught him cheating. He’d accused her of being frigid and needy,
and she’d lost whatever small amount of self-confidence she’d started with.
After that, it had been easier, and safer, just to avoid relationships altogether.
Attracting men was more Lillian’s tour de force. If only
Thea could ask for Lil’s help.
But that would mean admitting to her friend that she was
still hung up on Doyle after four years of silent denial. Maybe she should write to Dr. Phil. Dear
Dr. Phil; There’s a sexy ex-Marine living in the guest house on my parents’ estate, and I dream
about him every night in enough detail to make Hugh Heffner blush, but I don’t know how to
tell him I want to tear his clothes off and have wild monkey sex with him until neither of us can
walk straight. What do I do?
A faint shudder ran through her. Okay, what she definitely
shouldn’t do was think of Doyle and wild monkey sex in the same sentence. The same
paragraph. The same time zone.
With a groan, Thea saved her search results and shut down
the computer. She needed help all right, and it was time to swallow her pride and ask
for it. The hardest part was going to be finally confessing the truth to her friends.
Review
Three friends make up The Royal Court: The Queen Bee (Lillian), The Princess (Amelia) and The Lady (Thea). They are different and complement each other.
The first one, The Lady, Cynthia Fordham, or Thea, was 22 years old and was recently graduated from College. For four years she has been away from home and thought that during this time her heart would forget her love for a certain bodyguard. But when she returned to Boulder, Colorado, she realized she was still in love.
Brennan Doyle, a former Marine, was Fordham family bodyguard since Thea was 13 years old. When she was 18, he realized that she had a crush on him, but then she traveled to California to study. During this time he was promoted to family security chief and had plans to open his own security firm, but something held him in Boulder. Thea back home a beautiful woman, but for Doyle she was off-limits. But someone forgot to tell Thea about it, and now, Doyle would have to make an enormous effort not to get entangled by the woman who fascinated him every day .
The heiress and the bodyguard. It would be a cliche plot, but it's absolutely lovely.
The pace of the story is great, engaging. The friends are strong characters, although Amelia seems a frightened little doll being manipulated by her mother and her future mother-in-law. There are funny; exciting and breathtaking scenes. The ending has all the action and mystery that make the story even better.
Definitely a book that I recommend to every reader in love with a novel with a pinch of fairy tales, but in which the heroine decides herself for her own future.
About the Author
Nika Rhone has been fascinated with storytelling from the moment that first book was placed in her eager little hands, starting a lifelong love affair with the written word. Eventually, though, reading other people’s stories just wasn’t enough, so she started to write down her own. The magic of creating brand new worlds and the people who live in them keeps her hard at work thinking up the next set of characters she can torture before giving them their happy ending. She lives in her hometown on Long Island, New York with the two men in her life: her super-indulgent husband and their outrageously spoiled shelter dog.
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