FBI profiler Kerry Satterfield feels she can never live down her mother’s sordid past. She pursues her chosen career with dogged determination that leaves no time for a life, certainly none for romance. Then she gets a strange tip on her current case. She ends up prisoner of a man she hasn’t seen for over fifteen years before he hands her a most unorthodox means of breaking this case. If it fails, she’s in deep trouble. She may be anyway, because she finds Frank Ogden all too alluring. Frank has cooperated with his stepbrother out of fear his mother will be killed if he doesn’t. He agrees to get the nosy FBI agent off Gary’s back, but he will not stand to see her hurt or killed. When he realizes she’s the girl he befriended when they were both teenagers, he can’t resist the opportunity to pick up where they had left off. Kerry is a hottie now even if she doesn’t realize it. Then Kerry, Frank, and his friend Roy band together to bring Gary to justice. In the process they discover they make a great team, both armed and amorous.

Armed and Amorous

Passions escalating fast, they jumped apart like guilty teenagers when Roy let himself in, loaded down with two big bags radiating delicious, spicy scents.


“I can go somewhere again,” he offered, setting the bags down on top of the dressing table counter. “I’m really not into voyeurism.”


“No,” Frank growled. “We all need to eat more than fool around right now. What did you get?”


“A dozen tacos, a dozen burritos and six sopapillas for dessert. Extra salsa, sour cream and honey, too. Root beer for me, iced tea for you and I took a chance and got Kerry a Coke. Is that all right?”


“That’s fine. So long as it isn’t the caffeine-free kind.” Kerry lusted for caffeine, wanted it almost as badly as she needed Frank right now.


“Do they actually make decaf Coke?” Frank framed the question in mock surprise.


Kerry nodded, her lip curling in disgust. “Yeah, and it sucks.”


He laughed. “Typical cop—living on caffeine.”


Chapter 13