Publication date: January 16th 2018
Genres: Adult, Romance,Suspense
Not everyone needs a master.
Not everyone needs to really live, either.
Some people are content to be a participant in the game of life.
Others want to play for real.
If you want to play for real, come to me, lovely.
I’ll give you that little push you need.
I’ll open your mind, and your world, and soul.
Lay you bare. Let you feel the heat of my stare.
Take you places you’ve never been before.
Your body is my chessboard, sweets.
And if you give in to me, and you play, you might even win.
It’s just… your prize might not be what you went looking for.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” Jordan says, eyeing my leathers.
“What every goddamned biker wears,” I snap. He’s wearing a goddamned suit that
looks like it costs as much as that car I left back at Rachel’s sister’s house.
“You rode your bike down here?”
“Long. Story.” I close my eyes to signal that I’m not in the mood to tell said story, and
he takes the hint. Because he knows me just as well as I know him. “Why the hell am I
He stares at me. Looks me up and down. A whole scenario flashes in my mind in
the time it takes him to reach down to pick something up off his desk, where he says,
I found her. Or, She found me. Or, You wanna go to
dinner with us? Because we’ve got reservations at the Grant. And he means her
and him, as in the whole thing about us that made us an us in the first place.
But of course, he doesn’t say anything like that. He says, “Here’s the job,” waving a
large yellow envelope, handing it to me. “Everything’s in there. Just…” He sighs and
pinches the space between his eyes—stupid fucking Jordan gesture—like I’m the one
on his last nerve, and not the other way around. “Just do it, OK? And be super fucking
discreet. This is all anonymous. You do not show your face. You do not make any sort of
contact. It’s strictly surveillance. Got it?”
I rip the envelope open and take a peek. Two keys, two bound stacks of hundreddollar
bills, which should be twenty thousand dollars, and some paperwork. “Is it legal?”
I ask, taking out the stack of papers.
It’s a dossier—female. Mid-twenties. Dark hair and gray eyes—for one Evangeline
“Of course it’s legal. Why does everybody always ask me that? I’m a goddamned
lawyer, everything I do is legal.”
“Yeah.” I laugh, reading the woman’s short bio on the top page. “You’re a
goddamned lawyer, all right. Why does this name sound familiar?”
Jordan eyes me, waiting to see if I’ll take that first comment any further, and decides
I won’t—and he’s right. Because after the morning I’ve had, I can’t think of a single
reason I need to rehash the past too. “She was famous once upon a time.”
“Child prodigy,” I say slowly, reading her bio at the same time. “Yeah, I remember
this chick. She was all over the TV when she was a kid.”
“Right. And then she wasn’t. It’s your job to watch her. That’s it. Just watch her. You
“Watch her do what?” I ask, flipping through the pictures.
“Just… everything. Nothing specific.”
“Why am I watching her? Someone after her or something?”
“You don’t need to know why. You just need to take that money, buy the fucking
equipment, go to that address, put up the fucking cameras, and then when she gets
there, you watch her.”
“So I’m spying on her and she doesn’t know it?” My laugh is loud. Because…
“That’s some creepy shit, dude.”
Jordan sucks in a breath of air. It’s cautious, that inhale. It’s long too. And it’s filled
with all the things that we left unsaid between us after college. “She knows,” Jordan
finally says. Carefully. Like he’s picking his way through a minefield. “Just… just fucking
do what I tell you. You’ve got a week to get set up and then a few weeks of surveillance,
tops. Then I’ll pay you.”
“I don’t need the money, asshole. You know that’s not why I’m here.”
I hear the unasked question. He hears it too. Then why are you
But he knows why.
JA Huss is the USA Today bestselling author of more than twenty romances. She
likes stories about family, loyalty, and extraordinary characters who struggle with basic
human emotions while dealing with bigger than life problems. JA loves writing heroes
who make you swoon, heroines who makes you jealous, and the perfect Happily Ever
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