Tall, Silent and Lethal: A Pyte/Sentinel Novel

Synopsis and excerpt from the 4th Pyte/Sentinel Novel




Never again......

Christofer lives by those words while Cloe would rather die by them........

Too many years living on the run, of always being seen as nothing more than a monster and a freak, has left Christofer cold and distant. He hates his life, his fate, but he's made promises and nothing on earth will stop him from keeping them....

Except for the woman that invades his world, takes him by surprise, aggravates him, gives him hope and makes him wish that things could be different, but they can't.......

Not unless he's willing to risk everything.

Cloe doesn't need anyone, doesn't want any complications, but things quickly change when she accepts a job that destroys her world and brings her the one thing that she never thought she'd find again....

Peace.


Excerpt:

“Oh my God, you’re insane,” Cloe said, sounding frustrated as she rubbed her hands down her face.

“Most likely,” he agreed, not because he really thought that he was insane, but because arguing with her right now wasn’t possible, not with her straddling his lap.

He’d be the first one to admit that this hadn’t been one of his best ideas, but he hadn’t been left with much of a choice, not with the damn woman trying to leave every other second. When he’d picked her up to stop her from leaving, he’d considered tossing her in his closet or in his bathroom. He’d planned on keeping her there until he was able to talk some damn sense into her, but the reminder that she didn’t like enclosed spaces or feeling trapped had him making a last second adjustment to his plan.

“Let me go,” she demanded.

“I’m not holding you,” he pointed out, technically not lying since he wasn’t holding her.

Granted, he did have his arms resting along her thighs and his hands on her hips, ready to stop her if she tried to climb off his lap, again, but he really didn’t think that counted as holding her. She’d be flipping out a hell of a lot more if she really thought that he was holding her in place. So, since she was only straddling his lap and glaring at him, she clearly didn’t feel trapped.

“Really?” she asked, cocking a brow in disbelief as she tried to move off his lap only to have his hold tighten on her hips, keeping her in place before she could do more than lift her ass.

“Really,” he said, settling back on the love seat, relaxing even as he tightened his grip on her hips.

“You do realize that this is considered kidnapping in most states,” she pointed out, crossing her arms over her chest as she narrowed her eyes to slits on him, no doubt trying to come up with a way to escape his hold and get out of the house before he found another way to stop her.

“You’re the one that has me trapped on this couch,” he explained innocently with a shrug, knowing that it would piss her off.

So, when she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths in an obvious attempt to calm down, he couldn’t help but smile. She definitely made his normally tedious life interesting, he thought as he leaned in and fucked up his plans to convince her to stay without having to resort to chaining her to the house.

He kissed her stubborn little chin and nearly groaned from the contact. It was such a simple, innocent kiss, but it had him wanting more, wanting her. She felt so good in his arms, too damn good. Christ, he wanted her, he realized with a pained groan. He’d do anything to have her, to touch her, to hold her, to have her in his life…..

Hell, he just wanted her.

Knowing that he was close to fucking this up and making her want to leave for good, he pulled back and-
Somehow found himself leaning forward and kissing the tip of her nose. As he pulled back, admittedly not to do the right thing, he realized that she was watching him through half hooded eyes and that her breaths were coming a little faster than normal. Releasing his hold on her hips, he raised his hands and gently cupped her face, barely aware that his hands were trembling as he lightly caressed her cheeks.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” he whispered as he ran his thumb over her bottom lip.

“Is this another attempt to get me to stay?” she asked, sounding breathless as she leaned into his touch as though she couldn’t help herself.

“God yes,” he whispered, gently pulling her closer as he moved in and pressed a soft kiss against the corner of her mouth.