Book 3 in the Phoenix Agency series.Kelly was shocked when her Caucasian Ovcharka Xena bonded with Rick Latrobe. The dogs are known for linking with only their owners. She's even more shocked at the intense sexual heat that sizzles between her and Rick. When she tumbles into bed with him at the very first opportunity, experiencing a night of erotic bliss in his arms, she knows they have something special.
But Xena is very much aware when an attempt is made on Rick's life, and the dog drives Kelly crazy with signals of danger as a shipment of arms is stolen in Iraq. Rick is nearly killed and Kelly and Xena are ferried to the secret clinic he's taken to. As Rick heals and they race to find the mastermind behind the plot, the sex between them heats to the boiling point.
Publisher's Note: You just can't keep a good story down. Previously published as Scent of Danger with The Lotus Circle and then Cerridwen Press, this book has been revised and the bedroom door opened for Ellora's Cave.
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An Excerpt From: DELICIOUS DANGER
Copyright © DESIREE HOLT, 2011
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Chapter One
“Granddad?” Kelly Monroe finished checking the air pressure on her truck tires and called out to her grandfather standing by the hangar. The vacation in Key West had been great and the visit here in Maryland with her grandfather even better. But now it was time to get home and back to work. Maine was still many long hours on the road away.
Harry Monroe disconnected the call he was taking, shoved his cell phone in his pocket and jogged slowly over to the truck. At seventy he was still fit and jogging didn’t even wind him. “I sure wish you’d stay longer,” he told her. “I don’t get to see you nearly enough.”
“I’d try to coax you up to Maine but I know being in charge of the Phoenix Agency airfield and running security on their craft doesn’t leave you much time for visiting.”
The Phoenix Agency, a top security agency that took jobs for both the government and private industry, was based in Maryland. Headed by the charismatic Dan Romeo, he and his four partners had built its reputation on the quality of their work. All former military, they each brought an area of expertise to the business. Harry had been recommended to them by Dan’s former commanding officer in the Marines and it had given the retired sergeant a new lease on life.
“They could spare me for a few days,” he protested.
She grinned at him. “We’ll see. You were there for me when Mom and Dad were killed but I wasn’t a kid, Granddad. And you needed to do something besides rock and read. I’m glad you have this.”
“Me too,” he chuckled. “And the guys are very good to me.”
“As well they should be.”
“You should stay the night,” he told her. “It’s late in the day. Too late to be starting out.”
“We’ll camp out about halfway there. No problem.”
“It’s a problem to me,” he grumbled.
“I promise we’ll be fine.”She turned to a large dog sitting quietly by the hangar, watching them intently. “Hey, Xena. Come on, girl. We’ve got to get going.”
Kelly had bought the Caucasian Ovcharka from a breeder seven years ago as a gift to herself on her twenty-first birthday. Unlike any other dog she’d ever seen, Xena had deep-set, dark eyes and ears densely covered with fur. The shoulders were slightly raised from the back and the tail had a heavy feathering of fur. With long forelimbs and large heavy paws, she looked exactly like what she was—a guard dog. And she guarded Kelly well, in many ways.
“Come on,” Kelly called again. “Quit stalling.”
“I think she wants to stay,” Harry said.
“Oh, honestly.” She started toward Xena at a slow trot, motioning to the dog as she moved. She hadn’t taken ten steps before the one-hundred-thirty-pound body flew through the air like a shot and landed directly in front of her.
Kelly pulled up short. “What the heck?”
“You nearly tripped over that hose you didn’t see,” Harry pointed out.
“Is that it, girl?” Kelly knelt and threaded her fingers through the dog’s fur. “Were you taking care of me again?” She fixed her gaze on the dog’s. “Yes, you’re right. I need to pay more attention.”
“I swear.” Harry scratched his head. “You and that dog read each other’s minds. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Don’t joke. Ovcharkas are known for certain psychic abilities. Xena’s have saved my butt more than once.”
“You were always like that with animals. Knowing what was wrong with them. What they wanted. Having silent conversations with them. But with Xena?” He shook his head. “It’s the weirdest thing. That’s just something else.”
“She’ll take good care of me on the way home too. Don’t you worry.” She kissed the dog’s black nose. “Come on, girl. Into the truck. Time to hit the road.”
“Don’t you even want to meet any of the guys? They always ask about you. The one time you show up they’re all busy with something.”
“Next time,” she told him. “I promise we’ll stay a little longer.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” But he said it affectionately.
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