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There’s no resisting a desire like this... MMA fighter Miles Dartman’s casual arrangement with personal shopper Maxi Nevar would be many men’s fantasy. She seeks him out, they have mindblowing sex, she leaves. Rinse, repeat. Yet lately, Miles wants more. And when Maxi requests his services via the Body Armor security agency, he’s ready to finally break through her defenses—and protect her day and night. Receiving a large inheritance has brought chaos and uncertainty into Maxi’s life. Her ex has resurfaced, along with lots of former “friends,” and someone is making mysterious threats. Then there’s Miles, who doesn’t ask for anything...except her trust. Pleasure is easy. Now Maxi has to give her heart as well as her body...or risk losing a man who could be everything she needs.

Praise for New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster “Teasing and humorous dialogue, sizzling sex scenes, tender moments, and overriding tension show Foster’s skill as a balanced storyteller.’’ —Publishers Weekly on Under Pressure (starred review)

“Best friends find hunky men and everlasting love in Foster’s latest charmer.... Her no-fail formula is sure to please her fans.” —Publishers Weekly on Don’t Tempt Me

“Foster brings her signature blend of heat and sweet to her addictive third Ultimate martial arts contemporary.” —Publishers Weekly on Tough Love (starred review)

“Emotionally spellbinding and wicked hot.” —New York Times bestselling author Lora Leigh on No Limits

“Storytelling at its best! Lori Foster should be on everyone’s auto-buy list.” —#1 New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon on No Limits

“Foster’s writing satisfies all appetites with plenty of

searing sexual tension and page-turning action in this steamy, edgy, and surprisingly tender novel.” —Publishers Weekly on Getting Rowdy

“A sexy, believable roller coaster of action and romance.” —Kirkus Reviews on Run the Risk

“Steamy, edgy, and taut.” —Library Journal on When You Dare

Also available from Lori Foster and HQN Books The Body Armor series Under Pressure Hard Justice Close Contact The Guthrie Brothers Don’t Tempt Me Worth the Wait The Ultimate series Hard Knocks (prequel ebook novella) No Limits Holding Strong Tough Love Fighting Dirty Love Undercover Run the Risk Bare It All Getting Rowdy Dash of Peril Edge of Honor Ready, Set, Jett (ebook novella) When You Dare Trace of Fever

Savor the Danger A Perfect Storm What Chris Wants (ebook novella) Other must-reads A Buckhorn Baby Built for Love (ebook novella) A Buckhorn Bachelor (ebook novella) A Buckhorn Summer (ebook novella) All For You Back to Buckhorn (ebook novella) Heartbreakers Charade Up in Flames Turn Up the Heat Hot in Here Animal Attraction (ebook anthology) Love Bites All Riled Up The Buckhorn Legacy Forever Buckhorn Buckhorn Beginnings Bewitched Unbelievable Tempted Bodyguard Caught! Fallen Angels Enticing Look for the next sizzling Body Armor book Fast Burn

LORI FOSTER Close Contact

Dear Reader, I’m so excited to introduce the third book in my Body Armor series, featuring hot alpha males whose überprotective instincts are put to good use in their role as elite bodyguards. Miles Dartman, the latest MMA fighter to join the elite Body Armor personal-security agency, has learned through his time as a heavyweight contender to always expect the unexpected. But he never imagined Maxi Nevar, the casual fling he can’t stop thinking about, would suddenly show up at Body Armor needing his help...or that getting to know her would only intensify their already sizzling connection. Now keeping her safe is more than just a job—and convincing her to trust him with her heart is the most important mission of his life. I hope you enjoy Miles and Maxi’s romance. And of course, you’re always welcome to reach out to me. I’m active on most social media forums, including Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and Goodreads, and my email address is listed on my website at Happy reading! Lori Foster



CHAPTER ONE MAXI OPENED HER eyes to a black velvet sky pierced with shimmering stars. A balmy breeze drifted over her skin. She frowned, her head aching horribly, her mouth as dry as cotton, her body heavy...every part of her hurt in one way or another. She stared at the sky, trying to make sense of it. It took an extreme amount of effort, but she lifted up and winced at the sharp pain in her elbow and back. A strange sense of dread crawled over her. What the hell? Gravel? How was she on gravel? In dirt and clumps of dried grass... With her head now swimming and her stomach trying to revolt, she paused, closed her eyes and concentrated on not throwing up. When everything somewhat settled, she pried her eyes open again and slowly looked around. Realization doused her in ice, followed by a wave of prickling heat. Good God, she was outside, lying in a dry, rocky field. Her heart rapped painfully hard, confusion gripping her so tightly that she couldn’t think. She didn’t know the time; she didn’t even know the day. Where am I and why? Past the confusion, expanding fear brought a sob up her throat. But sobbing would require sound, and she was too scared to make any noise. Forcing her sluggish body to move, she shifted slightly and peered around. She recognized a tree, a fence... Okay, so she was on the farm that she’d inherited from her

grandmother. The hard earth, dry from a long August drought, sent bristly weeds sticking into her skin. She looked down at herself and recognized the sleep shirt and cutoff shorts she’d changed into after her shower. Each minuscule movement made her head throb in agony and sent acid burning through her stomach. She put a hand over her mouth to stave off the sickness. Off to the side, something moved in the encircling darkness. Frozen, her eyes wide in an effort to see, Maxi held her breath and waited. Another breeze moved the branches of the tree, allowing a splinter of moonlight to penetrate. Yellow eyes came her way—and she realized it was a black cat strolling cautiously toward her. Relief brought a rush of hot tears to her eyes. “Oh, baby, you scared me.” The cat, recognizing her voice, sat beside her. The moonlight slid away, but the cat’s yellow eyes remained visible, unblinking. Because she needed to feel something real, Maxi pulled him into her lap and stroked his long back. “What am I doing out here?” No answer. She heard only the rustling of the wind and a rumbling purr from the cat. What should I do? How far away was she from the farmhouse? Trying to figure it out left her more frustrated. Tears spilled over to her cheeks and she dashed them away. Crying now wouldn’t help her. She had to move. With an effort, still clutching the cat, she got to her feet and turned a slow, clumsy circle. Once she moved away from the tree, the scant moonlight helped orient her. She was near the two-acre pond. Judging by the tall reeds that grew at the back of the pond, she needed to circle around to

the dock, then go up the hill. Tunnel vision distorted what the night didn’t hide, forcing her to feel her way in near blindness. It seemed every third step she found a rock or thistle that cut into her heel or tender arch. Once, she tripped and almost fell. She did drop the cat, but the dear thing didn’t leave her. In fact, she used him as a guide, following close behind as he meandered up the slight incline to the back porch. He, at least, had no problem seeing his way. The house, dark inside and out, appeared as a looming gray structure that left her decidedly uneasy. She felt as if she approached danger rather than shelter. The darkness didn’t make sense. She always left on the outside lights in the evening. A power outage? Maybe during a storm, but they hadn’t had one of those in a good long while. Besides, an outage couldn’t explain why she’d awakened outside. Nervousness and fear coalesced into real terror. While she gulped in the clear evening air, she belatedly realized why. Someone did something to me. How, she didn’t know. Thinking made her head hurt worse. She summoned only a vague memory of drinking a glass of wine on her sofa while reading a book. That had to have been hours ago. What had happened after that? Folding her arms around her stomach, she again fought the sickness. Could there be an intruder in her house? Oh God, oh God, oh God. Pausing near the back porch, she strained to listen for unfamiliar sounds, steadying her shaky limbs with a hand planted on the outer wall. More cats joined her. The isolated farmhouse her grandmother had left her came with too

many cats to count—and a distinct lack of nearby neighbors. At about eight miles away, Mr. Barstow would be the closest, but at seventy-nine, he wouldn’t be much help if a threat remained. She was too far from town to walk anywhere, and her car keys were in the house. What to do? Desperation decided for her. Her chest tight with dread, she crept up the porch, carefully turned the doorknob and found the back door unlocked, then slipped inside while making sure to keep the cats out. The last thing she needed was to try to distinguish their movements from any other sound. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears and her blood rushed, making her dizzy. The back of the house opened into a short hall. Stairs to her right led up to the bedroom she used, a small study and a bathroom. To her left was the main floor bedroom, but it had been her grandmother’s, and other than packing up the belongings and keeping it clean of dust, she didn’t intrude into that room. Her keys hung in the kitchen straight ahead, but her purse, which had her wallet, would be in the living room on the desk. She couldn’t leave without mone...

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