by Tess Summers
But, he was also looking forward to sliding in between her thighs and fucking her slowly until she screamed his name. And falling asleep while still inside her. He’d really missed that.
Jake knew Taren missed sleep in general—she needed it a lot more than he did. While he’d been good about getting up in the middle of the night when James was fussy, seven times out of ten, the baby wanted to be fed—something Jacob couldn’t provide.
“I know the feeling, buddy,” he’d say wistfully and bring the wailing boy to suckle on his half-asleep wife’s boob.
Taren was a great mom, and he wanted as many babies as she’d let him put in her.
“Don’t even talk to me about another one until James’s first birthday,” she’d warned when he broached the subject.
Her incoming text was simply a smiling emoji, followed by: All clear!
Mountains or ocean?
Oh, mountains!
He grinned as his fingers flew. My parents are all set to arrive tomorrow. Probably should eat a big meal tonight, get some extra padding on that ass. You’re going to need it.
The emoji she sent this time was a smiling purple devil. Can’t wait.
Neither could he.
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Thank you for reading Reignited! I hope you enjoyed Jacob and Taren’s story as much as I did writing it. Would you mind leaving me a review on Amazon and Goodreads (and Bookbub if it’s not too much trouble)? Believe it or not, your review really does help get my book seen by other readers. xoxo
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Tess
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The Playboy and the SWAT Princess
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She’s a badass SWAT rookie, and he’s a playboy SWAT captain… who’s taming who?
Maddie Monroe
Three things you should not do when you’re a rookie, and the only female on the SDPD SWAT Team… 1) Take your hazing personally, 2) Let them see you sweat, and 3) Fall for your captain.
Especially, when your captain is the biggest playboy on the entire police force.
I’ve managed to follow rules one and two with no problem, but the third one I’m having a little more trouble with. Every time he smiles that sinful smile or folds his muscular arms when explaining a new technique or walks through the station full of swagger…. All I can think about is how I’d like to give him my V-card, giftwrapped with a big red bow on it, which is such a bad idea because out of Rules One, Two, and Three, breaking the third one is a sure-fire way to get me kicked off the team and writing parking tickets for the rest of my career.
Apparently my heart—and other body parts—didn’t get the memo.
Craig Baxter
The first time I noticed Maddie Monroe, she was wet and covered in soapy suds as she washed SWAT’s armored truck as part of her hazing ritual. I’ve been hard for her ever since.
I can’t sleep with a subordinate—it would be career suicide, and I’ve worked too damn hard to get where I am today. Come to think of it, so has she, and she’d probably have a lot more to lose.
So, nope, not messing around with Maddie Monroe. There are plenty of women for me to choose from who don’t work for me.
Apparently my heart—and other body parts—didn’t get the memo.
Can two hearts—and other body parts—overcome missed memos and find a way to be together without career-ending consequences?
Inferno
Ensenada Heat, Book 1
Kennedy Jones
I’m a special agent with the CIA, and I’m good at what I do. In fact, I’m considered one of the best. I can play the role of anyone and eliminating bad guys without them seeing me coming is my forte—which is why I was chosen to take down the head of the Guzman family.
Dante Guzman is a ruthless, sexy, cold-hearted cartel money-man. And now it’s my job to study him, learn his likes and dislikes—in and out of the bedroom—so I can gain his trust and access to his uncle, the head of the Ensenada cartel.
I just didn’t count on falling into Dante’s clutches.
Every second I spend with him he manages to pull me further and further into his world. And the more time I spend there, the deeper I slip into the darkness with him, the more I realize…
I like it.
Dante Guzman
Don’t let my good manners fool you—I’m one cold-hearted SOB, and I control the family’s monetary affairs with an iron fist. There’s no place for weakness in my world. Show weakness, and you die. As simple as that.
So when a petite, feisty, hot-as-hell bombshell storms into my life, I didn’t stop to think about the consequences of keeping her. I wanted her, and I always get what I want. Period.
Turns out, the stakes were too high…for the both of us. And there’s going to be hell to pay if we’re going to be together, to one form of the devil or another.
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Combustion
Ensenada Heat, Book 2
She was meant to be mine—I knew it the moment we met. Too bad I’m about to kidnap her.
Mason Hughes
As a decorated CIA agent, I know better than to kidnap a former colleague’s sister and hold her hostage on a ship in the middle of the ocean. The agency tends to frown on that sort of behavior. But desperate times call for desperate measures; I have my reasons, and they’re good ones. I’ll be forgiven with a slap to the wrist—at least for that part of the mission.
Until I tie Reagan Jones up and can’t resist her when she presses her tight little body against mine. That’s probably not so forgivable.
Then there’s the issue of falling in love with her and refusing to let her go once the mission is over. Definitely not forgivable.
I have no idea what I’m thinking—we can’t be together; it’s not safe for her. I’m a spy, and she’s a feisty art instructor from Fargo. Not exactly the perfect match.
Or is it?
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Operation Sex Kitten
San Diego Social Scene, Book 1
Ava Ericson thought she had her life planned out: graduate with her Ph.D., marry Brad Miller when he finished law school, have 2.5 babies… and mediocre sex for the rest of her days. But when Brad dumps her upon learning he’s passed the bar, citing new “opportunities” available, she has to rethink her future.
Believing her lack of experience was the reason Brad broke up with her, she launches Operation Sex Kitten (OSK), a plan to become a vixen in bed and get Brad back. Things might go astray when she meets the notorious attorney, Travis Sterling, the bachelor who she is sure can teach her a thing or two in the bedroom. As she enjoys putting OSK theories into practice, she realizes the real ‘operation’ will be for the two not to fall in love.
Fun and romantic, Operation Sex Kitten turns up the heat with explicit scenes while you root for love to conquer all.
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The General’s Desire
San Diego Social Scene, Book 2
Ron
I’m a decorated Marine general who doesn’t have time for relationships. I’ve tried—they just don’t work out—and I’ve never lost sleep over it. Then I meet her. Brenna is easily the most beautiful
woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. The first time she blushes under my stare, it’s game over. She’s going to need to learn that I’m in charge and trust that I always mean what I say because I’m not letting her go.
Brenna
When Ron offers me a drink at the Sterling’s wedding reception, I have no idea that he’s a military star on the rise, I just know he’s the walking definition of masculine—that translates in the bedroom (and couches, counters, tables…) as the best sex I’ve ever had. The more time we spend together, the more I’m convinced he’s hiding something—or someone—and I’m not going down that road again. He can say anything he wants, but actions speak louder than words.
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Playing Dirty
San Diego Social Scene, Book 3
Cassie
I’m a career woman. I wear success like a second skin, and I’m rarely satisfied with anything less than the best. This includes my love life. If you want to date me, you better bring your A game because I don’t play with the B team.
The only type of commitment I’m interested in is the one I have with my career. There is no man strong enough to tame me. Bold enough to rattle me. Or confident enough to win my heart. But then again, I have never met a man like Luke Rivas.
Luke
Cassie is one feisty, fiery, demanding woman who has enough confidence to intimidate even the bravest of men. She’s driven, ambitious, and clearly has no interest in anything more than a casual fling.
But here’s the thing. I want her, and once I have her, there will be nothing casual about it.
I will crack through that tough exterior she wears so well and bend her into submission. I’ll make her break every one of her own damn rules just for me. And in order to accomplish just that…
I’m willing to play dirty.
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Cinderella and the Marine
San Diego Social Scene, Book 4
One night. No strings attached. What could go wrong?
Cooper
I was pretty happy living the carefree life of a successful bachelor. Money to spend, a revolving door of women, no commitment, no relationship troubles—it was perfect. At least, that’s what I thought until I held my friends’ newborn baby in my arms, and she smiled at me.
That was the moment I realized what life was all about. That was also the moment it occurred to me I needed a baby mama—stat.
So… the hunt is on for the perfect candidate. But first, I might have to have one last fling—you know, go out with a bang. Literally.
Kate
Thanks to making a few wrong decisions along the way, I’m now busting my ass waiting tables while putting myself through college. It’s not ideal, but I’m determined to stand on my own two feet and take care of my responsibilities the best I can.
But I’m still a woman. I have needs. I just don’t have the time for any kind of commitment. Naturally, when a smoldering hot Marine offers me a no-strings-attached one-night stand, I’m all on board.
Turns out… he wants more than I’m willing to give.
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The Heiress and the Mechanic
San Diego Social Scene, Book 5
Tattoos, muscles, and a beard? Oh my.
Ben McCallister wasn’t like any man attorney Harper Finch had ever dated. For one, his hands were rough and calloused from working all day at his mechanic shops; two, his muscled arms, back, and chest were covered in tattoos; and three, he rode a Harley. The men Harper dated were the ones her daddy would approve of: white-collar, with hands as soft as hers, and the most ink any of them had ever had was a fraternity seal that stayed hidden under short sleeves.
But there was something about this bearded man… how gentle and caring he was with her—outside the bedroom, that is. But his manners in the bedroom? Let’s just say he didn’t have any—which suited Harper just fine.
He was a dream come true. If only she were allowed to dream anymore… But her family and her secret made that impossible. She’d have to settle for a fun summer fling.
She should have known Ben McCallister would never ‘settle’ for anything less than all of her—forever.
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Acknowledgements
The Tucson Hotties, Renee Rose and Misty Malloy—your friendship is priceless; my soul always feels lighter after hanging out with you two. I appreciate all your insights with this book and for helping me get unstuck. “Remember that time in San Diego when…”
Maggie Ryan—I’m so grateful that Renee recommended you. Thank you for everything you did to make this book better.
OliviaProDesigns—another amazing cover.
Janece Ellers—you are so fucking awesome. I love you. I appreciate you being available to read every book.
JM—I can’t thank you enough for your feedback—from the beginning. I should have listened to you about Travis… lesson learned. I’ll never doubt you again.
My mom, aunties, grandma, and cousins—you’re the best tribe a girl could ask for. “Don’t mess with my discount!!”
My dear readers—your support and encouragement humbles me every day. Thank you for letting me keep sharing my stories with you.
Last, but not least, Mr. Summers—thank you for always being there and holding everything together when it’s ready to fall apart. You are the rock of our family, and I’m eternally grateful that you wanted to marry me. I love you.
About the Author
Tess Summers is a former businesswoman and teacher who always loved writing but never seemed to have time to sit down and write a short story, let alone a novel. Now battling MS, her life changed dramatically, and she has finally slowed down enough to start writing all the stories she’s been wanting to tell, including the fun and sexy ones!
Married over twenty years with three grown children, Tess is a former dog foster mom who ended up failing and adopting them instead. She and her husband (and their six dogs) split their time between the desert of Arizona and the lakes of Michigan, so she’s always in a climate that’s not too hot and not too cold, but just right!
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