Grady Williams is a national treasure, the youngest living Medal of Honor recipient, America's scarred superhero. With tattooed arms sculpted from carrying M-16s, this bad boy has girls begging from sea to shining sea to get a piece of his action.
I don't recognize the damaged woman in the mirror staring back at me: platinum-blond hair, blood-red lips and nails, curves laced up in the finest lingerie. I have transformed into a bombshell to exonerate my brother, United States Navy SEAL Joaquín Cruz. He's been languishing in a jail cell for the past six months, accused of a murder he didn't commit, his honorable career as a SEAL ruined, his spirit crushed.
I f--ked a SEAL - the human kind, the kind who shoots terrorists, sports rock hard abs and tattooed biceps, and scores an easy lay with every girl he ever wants. I should've known better. I should be studying harbor seals' native habits, not conducting my own research into mating rituals of the Navy variety. He's a jackass. An arrogant, womanizing, patronizing, Harley-riding jerk.
"When you say Bad Ass PLEASE DELIVER"
Six months since a night of partying ended tragically. Five years I've known my best friend, Joaquín, now wasting away in jail. Four days since this stripper named Ksenya entered my life. Three ways Ksenya reminds me of my ex Mia. Two years since Mia left me during my darkest hour. One naked bombshell asleep in my bed trying to trick me. Zero doubt in my mind that I'll smoke out the truth.
"book 2 and it only gets better!"
Six shots of rum I had the night I was violated. Five months I hid so no one would discover my secret. Four times I visited Grant in the hospital to attempt to tell him the truth. Three jobs I worked while I was alone to protect the truth. Two days my angel lived on this earth. One plunge of my stiletto heel permanently marked my attacker. Zero chance he can run now that I've discovered his identity
I'll be honest with you - I'm no hero. Sure, the media tries to brand every Navy SEAL as some kind of Batman dressed in cammies. There's even a line in one of our cadences: "Superman is the man of steel, he ain't no match for Navy SEAL." You've seen the movies - we're indestructible, invincible. But that night, the one you read about in the papers…all I really wanted to do was get laid.
To her millions of fans, ballroom champion Selena Marcil seems to have the perfect life: a great dance partner, a hit reality show, and celebrity perks. But underneath the glamorous ball gowns, Selena longs to find someone to share her life with when the stage lights dim. Selena's childhood sweetheart, Bret Lord, hung up his dance shoes after winning two national titles with her as a teenager, and enlisted in the United States Marine Corps. He never saw his former fiance again, except on television and on the cover of men's magazines.
After years apart, Grant and I finally made love again. It was intoxicating, the perfect blend of pleasure and passion. But now that he knows my secret, I'm at his mercy. I'm addicted to him - I didn't anticipate the bond between us to be so carnal.