Erin Westin is a strong, beautiful, interior designer that isn’t afraid of anything… until she meets Jack. When he destroys her trust, she vows to never get close to another man again.
Captain Nathaniel “Squid” Erickson falls for the woman he’s supposed to protect. The woman whose scorched past keeps her from letting him get too close.
Nate makes every attempt to win the affection of the ethereal beauty, but the monster from her past comes hunting to reclaim his victim.
When Nate comes face to face with Jack, he’ll be forced to choose between saving one woman and destroying his brother or saving the other and destroying himself.
Targeted Age Group:: 18+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Forget Me is the second book in the Ranger Mine series. It covers what happened to make Erin so defensive and what happens when Squid is determined to make her his own.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I like to borrow people I know for my books. Erin is based on two people. She has my sister's personality, and my cousin's mouth… Look out!
Squid would be a younger Richard Castle and Sealy Booth rolled into one. Sexy.
I close my research and hop on my Softail, heading toward Sam’s house. For the first time in a long time, I find that I enjoy the drive. This cool weather and fall color sure beats the hell out of South Florida. There, the colors never change, and there’s only one season; hot as hell. Georgia is not so bad, but there’s just something about the Alabama hills in the early morning light. Right before the sun comes up, the tops of her Appalachian Mountains are crowned in a thick mist. I know why Chase loves it here and why it’s been hard for him to stay away for so long.
When I near Sam’s place, I drive by slowly and turn around a few houses down. This isn’t exactly recon in Afghanistan, but I only know how to do my job one way; the right way. I pull into her drive and make my way to the rear garage area. Being in jeans and a t-shirt instead of tactical gear, I feel vulnerable. Still, I tuck my Sig in the waistband of my jeans and walk around the side of the house. The garage door is locked, so I move on to the front. As I turn the corner, I hear an engine and assume it’s Chase. I walk back around to get a better view and instantly go on alert when I see it’s not Chase’s truck.
I detect long dark hair, so not Sam either. It could be Chase’s sister, Ava, but that wouldn’t make sense. Besides if it was Ava, Shark would be with her. I bound up the stairs to have an elevated position and rest my hand on the butt of my gun.
Almost before the car stops, this petite creature with luscious brown curls jumps out of the car. I nearly swallow my tongue. She’s in a short back power suit and fuck-me heels. Whatever silky shirt thing she’s got on under her jacket is teasing me with a spectacular view of her cleavage, thanks to the elevated position. I forget my gun in favor of fantasizing about holding something else.
This tempting creature smiles at me, and I descend the stairs to meet her. Right as I reach the bottom step, the little minx pulls a gun on me. I nearly blow like a teenager right there.
“Put your hands where I can see them!” Her smile disappears, and just like that, the minx becomes a tiger. I hold my hands up and take a seat on the stairs. I’m sure she’ll think that it gives her the advantage of height over me; though really, I just want a better view of those legs. I mean, damn, business suits aren’t supposed to look like that.
“What’s your name, Chief?” No response. “Darlin’?” Ooh, that’s a nasty look. Ok, Chief it is. “You’re shooting form is pretty good; the Sig’s a good choice. I just can’t imagine where you keep it in that outfit.”
She hasn’t opened her mouth again, but her eyes are saying a whole hell of a lot. Mostly, “Eat shit and die.”
“So, who are you, Chief? You’re not a cop, I’m guessing not ex-military either… Just a little hint? No?”
“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”
This could be the sister. Strange, she doesn’t look anything like Sam. Sam is pretty, sweet, and quiet. This woman… she’s fire in a bottle. It’s clear that her personality is more assertive and confident, but I’m more intrigued by her gun skills and what would have made her acquire them. She doesn’t just know how to handle her firearm, but has obviously spent a lot of time training with it. A lot more than your typical permit holder.
There’s something else there… it’s in her eyes… I see a real fear there. Something in her past made her like this. The thought of someone hurting this woman pisses me off. My fury must show on my face as her eyes widen and her stance tenses. Come on, Squid, cool it. You’re scaring her. Keep selling the jokester routine to keep her calm.
The rumble of another engine is heard coming down the drive. I itch to position myself into a ready stance, but can’t move for fear of spooking her. When the engine turns off, a door opens, and I hear a deep, booming laugh. Fantastic.
Chase stumbles out of his SUV laughing so hard that he’s struggling to breathe. Dumbass. Sam jumps out and runs toward us, calling the woman’s name. Erin… I like that.
When Sam reaches Erin, I look over to her and feel a huge grin growing on my face. She looks a hell of a lot better than last time I saw her. I give her a wink and resume my new favorite hobby: Erin watching. “She’s hot. Can I keep her?”
Sam shoots me a pleading look and reaches up to place her hand on Erin’s arm. “This is Squid. He’s with us.” Chase seems to be suffocating himself over this. I’m ready to throw a large rock at him. Eventually, he pulls his head out of his ass and steps in front of Erin to keep her from shooting me.
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