Smoky Mountain Setup

Smoky Mountain Setup
Paula Graves

Coming in from the cold had never been so heated by an old attractionOn the run for two years, ex-FBI agent Cade Landry has only one person he can turn to: Olivia Sharp, his former partner—and lover. But after all this time, trusting the beauty is sure to put both their lives on the line. Taking that risk, Cade braves a raging storm to seek her help. The moment they're reunited, and with no time to explore their reignited passion or the case that tore them apart, they must focus on bringing a band of domestic terrorists to justice. Hurtling them through snow-choked mountains into harrowing danger, Cade feels the pressure of what's at stake: his future, Olivia's life…and a love that never died.

“Are you really here?” she asked, feeling immediately foolish.

“Feels a little unreal, doesn’t it?”

She nodded. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” He lifted her hand to his mouth, brushing his lips.

“I used to have dreams of you. That you were beside me again … sitting close enough that I could feel the warmth of your body by mine. Hear your breathing. And then I’d wake up and—” He let go of her hand and dropped his own hands to his knees. “Doesn’t matter. Here you are. Warm and breathing.”

She caught his hand, holding him in place. “Don’t go.”

He looked down at her hand on his. When he spoke, his voice was a low rasp. “Are you sure you want me to stay?”

She knew what he was asking.

“Know what I missed?” His voice deepened. Roughened.

Her heartbeat sped up immediately in response. When she spoke, her own voice sounded breathless. “What?”

“This.” He leaned forward, closing the space between them, and touched his mouth to hers.

Smoky Mountain Setup

Paula Graves

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

PAULA GRAVES, an Alabama native, wrote her first book at the age of six. A voracious reader, Paula loves books that pair tantalizing mystery with compelling romance. When she’s not reading or writing, she works as a creative director for a Birmingham advertising agency and spends time with her family and friends. Paula invites readers to visit her website, www.paulagraves.com (http://www.paulagraves.com).

For my chat pals, Kelly, Jenn and Donna.

Thanks for keeping me laughing.

Contents

Cover (#uaba6334c-8f2b-522d-bf98-ac3f01e9cc3d)

Introduction (#u8c37c0a2-b9df-5363-9a32-ff1a9f2d8375)

Title Page (#ud96b9796-cbfe-52b3-9ab1-379f052d8852)

About the Author (#u8f6cd933-74c0-5fa3-bfb5-81cf5d022a94)

Dedication (#u2b363489-263d-5844-b731-4dfaa6b740ca)

Chapter One (#u7b7fb0f0-08a7-58c0-a3b6-cdb2f7995db0)

Chapter Two (#u58173cb9-8e07-5a71-bb07-6e209a9a77cf)

Chapter Three (#u699ddb6d-4b13-5cd0-957a-c338e70b480f)

Chapter Four (#u547310df-b4f7-52e2-999a-dd5b4268288f)

Chapter Five (#u067c6f8a-2c67-518c-9ec6-4ef8fcf96483)

Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#ulink_9d9d2dc7-6b05-557b-ae3e-d28b1ed65ea6)

The ligature marks on his wrists had long since healed, but the stinging phantom pain of the raw spots the shackles had chafed into his skin sometimes caught him by surprise. Odd, he thought, given the other injuries he’d sustained during his month of captivity, that those superficial wounds were the ones to continue tormenting him.

He’d had cracked ribs, for sure. A dislocated shoulder he’d been forced to reduce himself, since the rough men who’d taken him captive hadn’t cared much about his comfort.

Cade Landry had escaped on the thirty-first day of his captivity, and he’d been running ever since.

Given the icy chill in the air and the heavy clouds overhead threatening snow, he should have headed south to Mexico instead of wandering around the Southern Appalachians while he tried to figure out what to do next. He could be sipping cerveza on a beach somewhere, flirting with pretty cantina waitresses and soaking up the tropical sun.