I’m still working on the next Freefall book and things are starting to come together. Revlin is now out of the picture (he wasn’t happy I was trying to make him settle down). Now it is just Kegen and Marlowe and they’re finally done circling each other. Someone is going in for the kill.

Marlowe canted her head and tried not to laugh at the image he made. Sexy as hell grin curving his lips. Mischief twinkling in his eyes. And his unruly black hair was falling forward practically begging her to run her fingers through it. “Were you even a Boy Scout?”


“Only one way to find out.” Kegen leaned in close and all too briefly she got to experience the feel of his lips against hers.