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June 14, 2013

Blogoversary Party: Ex Ops

Today Jessie Lane fulfills another Talk Supe fantasy of ours. Read up as Debbie and I get saved by a hot Ex Ops! 



Don’t Ask About the Donkey Show
by Jessie Lane


Chase could hear the muffled voices behind the door, and they were clearly female. The sound of the lock bar sliding out of the bracket echoed around the hall. One of the men in the back hissed, then leaned forward swiftly to thump the man with his hand on the lock bar of the door, on the back of his head. Thwack. 

“Seriously Declan, what is with all the noise from you today? What chick got your panties in a wad?” Bobby whispered heatedly to his friend. Declan just peered at him from the corner of his eye with a dare for him to say something else lingering in his cold stare.

Chase and Riley decided it was prudent to stay out of that argument, and moved the two out of the way. He wasn’t going to say a word to the other guys, but he had his own reasons for wanting to hurry this rescue mission along. And his reason was one of the hostages. She’d given him an exceptionally nice ‘come hither’ smile shortly before she’d disappeared from his sight, and apparently gotten herself kidnapped. Now he was hoping that if she was still in one piece, and of sound mind, that she’d be feeling extremely gratuitous after he rescued her. They could play an enjoyable little game of her being the damsel in distress, and him being the big bad white knight coming to her rescue later. Naked style. Chase pulled the heavy steel door open as Riley aimed his flashlight and gun into the room and braced himself for an attack.


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“How do I let you talk me into this stuff? I mean seriously. How do you do it?” Debbie asked her friend.

“Simple. Two words. Tequila. Shots. Lots of them.” Braine replied without missing a beat. And perhaps asking total strangers to explain what the donkey show was all about in the little Mexican village they were visiting wasn’t the brightest idea either. Seriously? How could anybody blame her though? Wouldn’t everyone want a donkey show explained to them? 
Braine's attention was snagged by the new light beaming in from under the bottom of the steel door to the basement cell, of which they were the new tenants of. “They should be here soon. They had to see us leave.”

“Who will be here soon? Channing Tatum? How bout Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch? Ohhh… Maybe they could use their charming good looks and rapping style to get us out of this hellhole we now reside in, all the while modeling their Calvin’s” 
Debbie spit out through clenched teeth as she was fighting the urge to throttle her friend… again. Braine rolled her eyes to the ceiling in an effort not to release the laugh that was struggling to escape from her. Where was Debbie's sense of adventure? No harm would come to them. Or at least that was what her optimistic, overly romanticized mind was thinking. This was just like one of her favorite suspense filled romance books. The heroine would be kidnapped, and then the über commando armed to his teeth would come in and rescue her. Debbie huffed in irritation beside her, pulling Braine from her fantasy and reminding her that she wasn’t here alone to be rescued. Heaving a big sigh, she silently amended that they would be rescued by the über commando.

Besides, the three guys who had taken them didn’t seem that deep into the criminal scene. They’d spent more time arguing about what they should do with her and 
Debbie  than actually doing anything. And apparently they weren’t too bright either, seeing as they kidnapped them in broad daylight, in front of nine of the most beautiful men she’d ever laid eyes on. In fact, the three idiots that had kidnapped them had kind of reminded her of The Three Stooges. Only, they were annoying, and so not funny.

Those beautiful men would be here soon to save them. They had to be. Hopefully, she had made an impression on the one with the blonde hair, devious green eyes, and the most gorgeous ass she had seen in a pair of Levis’.

Thwack…

“What the hell was that?” 
Debbie whimpered to Braine as she desperately clutched onto her friend’s arm.

Both of them tried to steady their breathing as Braine chanted over and over in her head while the door opened in front of them and a light shined in on the two of them.

Please be Mr. Hottie from the bar. Please be Mr. Hottie from the bar.


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With their guns trained on the two women, Riley heard Chase’s sigh of relief. They ignored the two men behind them, who were still bickering, and waited for them to join the four of them in the dampened and musty room.

“You alright?” Chase asked as his eyes scanned both of the women from head to toe, looking for any injuries, and then back again. His eyes eventually lingered on the woman who’d given him the inviting smile, and waited for her reply.

"Yeah," She said shakily, before tilting her head to the side and taking him in from head to toe. “You came” she huskily whispered, as Chase closed the distance between them and tilted her chin up with the tip of his finger.

Not once did he take his eyes off hers. “My name’s Chase sweetheart. Let’s get you out of here. If you’re up to it, maybe we can go someplace quiet and get to know each other?”

“Hell yeah.” Braine roughly breathed out. “Just don’t take me to the donkey show, okay?”



Sigh! 
This is the dude who saved us btw...

And if you want to share the fantasy, read SECRET MANEUVERS, the latest high intensity novel from the fantastic writing tandem, Jessie Lane.


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Jessie Lane is the writing team of Melissa Pahl and Crystal Leo. The two sister-in-laws share a passionate love of naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them. Because really, it is ALL about the characters. (They're kind of megalomaniacs - but don't tell them that we said that.)
Crystal and Melissa often live half their lives with their heads in the clouds dreaming of alpha military hunks, werewolves and kick ass heroines crazy enough to chase after creatures that they unquestionably should know better than to chase. 

Their first YA novel, The Burning Star, was released in May 2012. Big Bad Bite is their second novel, but their first adult paranormal romance. They are now working on their next two novels, Walk On The Striped Side and Secret Maneuvers. With these projects underway, they are looking forward to showing the rest of the world their crazy stories, heroes and heroines that often plague their minds until written, and hope you will join them on their journey!

 
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2 comments:

  1. Dang I thought I commented on this post already. * scratches head* maybe I forgot to press publish...dang...

    ANYHOO! LOVE this, you girls got yourselves written in, hehe!! Loved it!

    I am liking all the SEAL and OPS books at the moment, this one sounds rather humma, humma. Like the lookie of Chase. The young fella is rather tatted up smexi. Woot!!

    Dang, could have sworn I commented on this posting other day..... silly me probably didn't press publish :)

    Brain fart!

    xx

    Mich

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  2. I'm looking forward to the Ex Ops series. Thank you for the post!

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