It's almost Macie time!

Last week I teased you about Securing Brenae which comes out next week, well, this week it's Rescuing Macie teaser time!

I hadn't planned on writing Truck's sister's story, but when the opportunity arose, I was really excited. This is sort of a "bridge" book between the "old" Delta series and the "new" Delta series (Which will be starting next year!!). You'll see all the guys from both teams in this book.

But more importantly, you'll get to know the Commander and Macie. At the end of Rescuing Mary, the commander helped Macie overcome an anxiety attack at Truck and Mary's wedding and because of a miscommunication, they hadn't connected since. But baaaaaad things happen to poor Macie and suddenly all that's standing between herself and possible death...is Colonel Colt Robinson.

This story is for everyone who has anxiety, or who knows someone who has anxiety. I can't promise I got all the details exactly right, but I did my best to portray how hard it can be to do even the simplest things for people who suffer from this affliction.

Enjoy the short excerpt below and pre-order for next week! (This book is being published by 1001 Dark Nights and they have a "deal" with Amazon that it will be exclusive for 90 days. But after 3 months it'll be available on ALL platforms and I'll be sure to let you know via newsletter when it is. Also, the audio is in the works and hopefully that will be out sooner rather than later!)

Enjoy!
~ Susan

Rescuing Macie Sneak Peek
Macie stayed on her hands and knees and hurriedly crawled to the thick hedge. She pushed her way between the leaves, thankful it wasn’t winter and there were actually leaves to hide behind. The branches scratched at her arms, but again, she didn’t feel the slight sting. At five-seven, she wasn’t exactly small, but she brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped an arm around them. She brought the phone to her ear and ducked her head into her knees, trying to make herself as small as possible.
“I crawled into a bunch of bushes,” she said in a toneless whisper. “Colt?”
“Yeah, Mace? I’m here. Are you hidden? Are you safe? Are the men still looking for you?”
“I can’t breathe.”
“Yes you can. You’re doing amazing. In and out. Remember how you breathed with me that night? Close your eyes. Imagine we’re back in my bed. I’m behind you, and my hand is on your chest. In…and out. Slow down your breaths, Mace. That’s it. They’re gonna walk right by you. They can’t see you. In…and out. That’s good. You’re doing great.”
Amazingly, his voice in her ear, along with the way she was pinching her thigh to try to force her attention away from her situation, was working. She breathed with him, not making a sound. Macie could feel her lungs loosening up a bit.
“You start on that side, I’ll start over here. If she’s not under the cars, I’m guessing she ran into the trees. We can catch up with her and make sure she hasn’t found the shit and blabbed about it to the pigs.”
“Then I can have my fun?” the other man asked.
“Jesus, you have a one-track mind. Yes, once she spills her guts, you can do whatever you want with her.”
Their voices were loud enough that Colt heard them.
“Don’t listen to them, Mace. Concentrate only on me. You’re good. We’re almost there. You just have to hang on for another couple minutes. You can do that. Piece of cake.”
Colt’s voice was almost as good as the drugs she used to control her anxiety and panic attacks. Almost.
Macie heard the men getting closer and closer to her hiding spot, and she felt her breathing speed up once more. She couldn’t help it. They were going to find her and torture her until she gave them information. She had no idea what they were looking for when they’d broken in, but she’d tell them whatever they wanted as long as they didn’t hurt her.
“Eaaaaasy, honey. You’ve got this.”
That was the thing. She didn’t have this. But by some miracle, Colt thought she did. His voice was still even and controlled.