Why IN THE LINE OF FIRE’s Jett Smith-Jones Will Be Your New Favorite Book Boyfriend!

I adore my job, it’s the best thing ever and I absolutely love writing action romance, it’s such a fun way to spend my time. I mean, who doesn’t like to hang out with feisty woman and sexy, smart and capable men who can kick a$$? My hero in In The Line Of Fire, Jett Smith-Jones, has a master’s degree in kicking butt all over the globe. He’s former Delta, and a legend in the specs-ops community and, because he has more money than God, Smith Stone, the billionaire owner of Pytheon Security is the only person who can afford to pay for his particular skill set. Jett has one job, to track down The Recruiter, a shadowy international mastermind who is determined to bring Pytheon International down.

Jett’s not going to let that happen but when Stone’s sister is threatened, there’s only one person whom Jett is prepared to trust to guard her very delicious body and that’s himself. Dr Samantha Stone, however, isn’t interested in any man who chases danger. She’s too smart to hand to heart over to a man who runs into situations that normal people run from…

In between trying to outwit an international criminal, talking to killers and dodging bullets, Jett and Sam fall in love and I thought I’d share some of those moments with you…

Exclusive Excerpt

“I’m trying to keep you safe, Samantha.”

“You can keep me safe and still talk to me, Jett.” Sam said, her voice revealing the hurt under her sass.

“That’s me trying to keep myself safe.”

“Safe from what?” Sam asked.

“You. Feeling too much, wanting too much. Getting my ass kicked when this is all over.” Jett stated, resting the side of his face on her chest. Sam curled her arms around his head, the smell of sex and perfume and snow swirling around them.

Sam, as he expected, had nothing to say to that so Jett rolled off her and walked to the en suite bathroom to clean up. When he returned, Sam had turned to lie on her side, looking like Shakespeare’s Queen Titania, queen of the fairies. Her long eyelashes were smudges against her cheek, her mouth rosy from his kisses. Jett stopped, his heart stumbling. She had freckles everywhere, on her shoulders, her chest, each dot a revelation. He wanted to spend the rest of his life connecting those dots, drawing patterns in her skin.

He’d thought he could handle this, handle her… that he could cruise along in this relationship, taking it day by day, moment by moment. He was in too deep to play it that way anymore. Jett picked his pants up off the floor. He already wanted too much, felt too much. He loved her, and he didn’t know what the hell to do about it.

Or her.


  1. Oh my, Jett is much deeper than he appears on the surface. He really has a heart and a soft side. Looking forward to reading this book.

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