Fountain Of Secrets (Sept 2013 Montlake Romance)
Kendall Morgan puts her sixth sense back to work in the second book of the Relic Seekers series, divining the history and location of ancient relics. Her boss, the gorgeous billionaire Nathan Larraby, sends her to Italy to safeguard a priceless treasure belonging to the Protettori, an ancient order of monks who guard four powerful relics that Nathan believes may be the cure for his dark curse. He also sends brooding mercenary Jake Stone to watch Kendall’s back—although her back isn’t all Jake has his eye on.
Nathan joins them, and all three tumble into a labyrinth of defenses created by the monks to protect their treasures, including the Fountain of Youth. They find themselves in England on the trail of the legendary King Arthur, who along with the Reaper, seems mysteriously connected to the Protettori. Sparks fly and bonds are tested as Kendall and Nathan’s pasts are revealed and Jake’s becomes even more of a mystery. The trio must stay one step ahead of the Reaper if they want to survive.
Fountain of Secrets twists and turns through the shadows of myth and reality as Kendall races to uncover the Protettori’s secrets and fight her growing attraction to her boss and her bodyguard.
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She picked up Raphael’s and ran her fingers over the worn silver. She felt something building and closed her eyes in anticipation. She wasn’t expecting the roar. She jumped, and the cross flew out of her hands. She reached for it, but another hand got there first. A sexy, male hand with a scar at the base of the thumb.
“Stealing from the boss?”
Kendall stood, pulse racing. Jake held the cross in his fingers, the rest of him looking just as sexy, even with that sullen jaw. He was still pissed at her because of this morning. “How did you get in here?”
“It wasn’t easy. Nathan has you locked up tighter than some of his treasures.” His gaze swept the room. “Cozy place. I could get used to this.”
“Don’t.” She reached for the cross, but he pulled back.
“Does Nathan know you have these?”
“I’m studying them.”
“Guess that’s a no.”
“I didn’t mean to take them from the mansion. I forgot they were in my pocket. And I’m going to return them. I just wanted to study them in private,” she said, emphasizing the word private.
“Who were you talking to?”
“Todd. My neighbor.”
“Todd.” Jake made a grunting sound. “Where’s he live?”
“The apartment across from mine.”
Grunt again. “He looked friendly.”
Kendall shook her head. “You break into my apartment and you’re grilling me about my neighbors?”
“I don’t like him.”
“You don’t know him. Did you make a noise a few minutes ago?”
“Like a burp?”
“Like a roar.”
“I could have sworn . . .”
“What kind of roar? Tarzan? Bigfoot?”
“I’ve seen ghosts and electric statues, why not a Sasquatch? Next we’ll have unicorns and elves.”
“I must have imagined it.” Had she also imagined it last night?
“Another one of your feelings?”
“Maybe. Give me the cross?”
He pulled it back. “What’s in it for me?” His expression didn’t have that carefree Jake look. Definitely still pissed.
“You get to keep your private parts intact.”