This one HOT time-travel romance!
Keep reading for a STEAMY excerpt from Cassie’s Temptation by Annie Becker!!
All she wants is a peaceful life. To live on her brother’s quiet Wisconsin farm and write romance novels. But one night, fate intervenes.
When ex-reporter Cassie Martin overhears a heated argument between two men, her curiosity moves into high gear. And when one of them mentions a mysterious disappearance and “manipulating time,” she has to have answers.
Aaron Reegan is the head of security at a secret facility in the Wisconsin countryside. When he happens to meet local writer Cassie Martin, sparks fly, as they realize they share dark steamy tastes. He never once questions her innocence or her motives.
Until the moment he realizes he’s been betrayed.
A chance meeting… a technology that makes the Manhattan Project look tame… and suddenly Aaron is chasing Cassie back to fourteenth century France. To save her? Aaron had thought he’d met the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with. But now, his only choice is to kill her.
“Outlander” meets “Fifty Shades of Gray,” Cassie’s Temptation is the first book in Time Bridge series. If you love steamy romance, time travel adventure, a smart-as-a whip heroine, and the sexiest hero to step out of the pages of a book in a long while, don’t miss “Cassie.” Mature readers comfortable with darker themes only please.
ENJOY THIS EXCERPT!!
The voice of Sam Winslow, the Pierce City Project’s head technician, came into Aaron’s ear, gravelly with stress. “No change here.”
“Has anyone tried to reopen the link?”
“No, Aaron. They can’t. I guess I didn’t say it clearly enough before. They don’t have a key. They went through without an anchor or a key. And there was no technician in the control room to close the bridge in the first place.”
How could they not… Aaron heard the words but couldn’t get his brain to grasp it. This didn’t make any sense. Why would anyone go through the bridge without an anchor or a key? They were the two essential pieces of technology which made the whole thing work. The anchor fixed the time bridge to a specific location in time, and the key enabled the anchor to ‘call’ back to the present and allowed the technicians to reopen the bridge. Without those items, return was impossible.
Sam continued, “I don’t know what to tell you. Somehow someone managed to clone your key card, and they came through the back gate and into the facility with it. I have no idea who or how.”
Aaron interrupted. No use sugarcoating it. “I know her.”
“You know the woman in the picture?” Same could not keep the astonishment out of his voice.
“Yeah. She’s… the woman I’ve been seeing. And… hold on.” Angling his body in the seat, Aaron grabbed his briefcase, and fished his ID badge out. Flipping it over he verified what he already suspected: his key card was gone from the plastic sleeve. “She didn’t clone a key card. She stole mine out of my ID badge. She knew I was leaving from the house yesterday morning to go straight to the airport and she figured I wouldn’t miss it.”
“Yeah. Oh shit.” Aaron kept his voice steady with effort. Had it really been less than forty-eight hours since he’d climbed out of his bed and left her sleepy and sore from his love making? Love making, hell. He’d screwed her brains out for six hours straight, telling her in no uncertain terms that it was his goal to leave her so sore she couldn’t walk. She had rope burns on her wrists and her nipples had been teased to raw. He’d loved it and she’d loved it and… and… apparently while he’d been dozing between sessions, she’d gone into his bureau and into his wallet.
Hmmm… had she done it after she’d given him a blowjob? Or maybe it was before he’d brought her to a screaming climax with his mouth and the little vibrator. Yeah, he’d have to think about just when she’d fit stealing his key card into that schedule.
Aaron took a deep breath. There was a good reason why he’d not gotten seriously involved with anyone for ten years. How in God’s name had he forgotten that over the last month?
Annie makes her home in the Virginia countryside with her physician husband, very smart cat, and two bad dogs. She loves writing across all genres.