Today I have my spotlight on
A
LOVE RESTRAINED
by talented author
Becky Flade
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from Tirgearr Publishing
Philadelphia police officer Kylee Parker is
dedicated to protecting and serving. She sees the work in absolutes: right and
wrong, black and white, good guys and bad guys. That is, until she chases a drug
dealer into a dead-end alley and finds the bad boy she had a painful crush on
throughout her teen years has turned into a more dangerous and more attractive
man.
Jayson Donovan knows he doesn’t deserve someone as
good as Kylee Parker. As the right hand man to a local drug-pushing mobster,
he’s solidly on the wrong side of Kylee’s moral compass. But he can’t help
reaching for her time and again when he knows he shouldn’t.
Even
when his secrets threaten them both.
Where to purchase A Love Restrained
Enjoy the following excerpt from A
Love Restrained:
Spring in the city brought people out of winter
hibernation like a siren song, but as the temperature rose, so in turn, did the
crime rate. Cops had to be sharp as they
walked the streets of Philadelphia. In her ten years on the force, on these
streets, she’d seen a lot of crazy and often stupid criminals do a lot of crazy and often stupid
things. But to be so brazen, or so plain
dumb, as to do a hand-to-hand drug buy right in front of two uniformed officers
rode high on her list of top ten.
“Tell me you saw that?”
“Saw what?” Hunks of half chewed soft pretzel fell
from Sherman’s mouth.
Pete Sherman’s not a bad cop, just not an observant
one whose paunch portrayed his love of
all things fried and his reupholstered recliner. He hadn’t seen a thing in the
last six months. But he took direction well, despite the fact he had seniority.
“There, across the street.” She pointed. “The junkie
walking east just scored off the guy in the leather bomber heading west. I
swear the dealer looked right at us before the exchange. Call it in, Pete, and
grab the junkie. I’m going after the dealer.”
Sherman didn’t argue. She took off into a quick
lope, kept her footsteps light so as to not alert the man she pursued. The
spring day had drawn people out and the complaints of the pedestrians she
weaved through grew loud. The guy glanced over his shoulder, and the edge of
his mouth tipped into a grin before he sprinted around the corner.
“Cocky jerk.” She turned the corner, and shouted,
“Stop! Police.”
She ran clean and fast, closing the distance between
them with little effort. The dealer ducked into an alley she knew to be a dead
end. She slowed and put one hand on the butt of her service pistol as she
approached. He had his back to her, his hands on his hips as he stared at the
brick wall in front of him.
“Philly PD, you’re under arrest. Slowly put your
hands above your head and against the wall to your left.” She closed the few
feet between them, using her free hand to release the handcuffs from her belt,
the other remaining on her weapon. She cuffed him, with practiced efficiency,
and then read him his rights before leading him out of the alley, preferring to
do the pat down with her partner present.
“Kylee Parker, I’ll admit I daydreamed a time or two
about you cuffing me, but it was never in this context.”
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About
the Author:
Home is where the heart is and I make mine with my
very own knight in slightly tarnished armor in southeastern Pennsylvania. When
I’m not busy living my own happily ever after, I’m writing about someone
else’s.
Contact
Details:
beckyfladeauthor@gmail.com
http://www.beckyfladeauthor.com/
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