Title: Run to You
Author: Lara Adrian
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Bodyguard / Military Hero (amputee)
Cover Designer: Croco Designs
Publisher: Lara Adrian, LLC
Publication Date: February 19th, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR
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Lara Adrian’s sizzling, suspenseful 100 Series continues with Run to You, a sensual new standalone contemporary bodyguard romance featuring friends of billionaire Dominic Baine and his artist fiancee Avery Ross.
Once a celebrated model, Evelyn Beckham dominated the fashion runways of New York, Paris, and Milan. But life under the lights nearly destroyed her, and at the height of her career she walked away from it all. Now, five years later, Eve’s built a new life at the helm of Manhattan’s premier high-end lingerie boutique, L’opale. Chosen to design the bridal ensemble for billionaire Dominic Baine’s fiancée, Avery Ross, it seems Eve’s stars have finally realigned—until her return to the spotlight thrusts her into the crosshairs of a danger that’s been watching from the shadows, waiting for the chance to strike.
Gabriel Noble didn’t go to war to become a hero, but when he returned from the battlefield in Afghanistan it was with a chest full of medals and a broken body filled with shrapnel. Losing his leg derailed more than Gabe’s career, and when no one else was willing to take a chance on him, Baine International put him on their security team. Now, Gabe would do anything for Dominic Baine—including keeping a covert, protective eye on beautiful Evelyn Beckham as a personal favor to his boss and friend. But keeping Eve safe means keeping her close, and soon the lines between duty and desire begin to blur into a consuming passion too powerful to be denied. With Eve’s life in escalating peril and her faith in him certain to shatter, Gabe will have to risk everything to protect her while facing the most intense fight of his life . . . the battle for Eve’s heart.
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LARA ADRIAN is a New York Times and #1 international bestselling author with nearly 4 million books in print and digital worldwide and translations licensed in more than 20 countries. Lara’s Midnight Breed vampire romance series has been hailed as “one of the best paranormal series around” (Fresh Fiction). Lara’s recent venture into steamy, suspenseful contemporary romances has won praise from readers and reviewers alike, who rave that “Adrian simply does billionaires better” (Under the Covers) and “can impress in any genre” (Romance Readers Retreat). Learn more about the author and her books at www.LaraAdrian.com.
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Gabriel's gaze sears me as it travels every inch of my face. This man is steady and strong, but he burns hot. I can feel the intensity of his arousal in the heat that fills the space between us. I can see how tightly reined he manages his control, but he is on the verge of losing it.
He reaches out, stroking his thumb along my jawline. His fingers splay against my cheek and a moan builds in my throat. He shakes his head, whether in warning to me or himself, I can’t be certain.
“Do I want you, Evelyn? Hell, yes. You’re all I thought about after I got home last night. And today, I couldn’t get here fast enough, just to see you again.”
“Stop.” The word gusts out of me on a sigh. “Stop saying all the right things.”
“I’m just being honest.”
“Maybe you’re just saying what you know I want to hear. Maybe you’re just looking to put a notch in your bedpost. Another conquest to brag about.”
“Do I strike you as the kind of man who would do any of those things?”
“No . . . I don’t know.” God help me, I’ve never known a man who could strip away my defenses like Gabriel Noble is doing now. I cling to my indignation, but it’s a wall made of sand.
He lifts my chin on the edge of his knuckles. “Well, I’m not that kind of man. And if I were, you would’ve already been naked beneath me—either in one of our beds, or right up against your car in the parking lot last night.”
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