The last words Adrian ‘Rocky’ Malone expected to hear when he went to donate a kidney to a stranger were “he’s your son.” A first-names-only weekend fling years ago left Rocky with a lifetime of memories. He wondered what happened to the woman he only knew as Nikki. He didn’t think he’d see her again, or he sure as hell never thought she’d be the mother of his son.
Nicole Parker would do anything for her child. As a single mom, her son always coame first. She never thought twice about giving up dates or jobs or friends to take care of him. When all hope was lost, she dove deep into a dark world she never knew existed and made a deal with a man she was sure would just as soon kill her as help her.
Rocky showing up was the answer to Nikki’s prayers, until he said he wanted to know his son. Too many people let Nikki down for her to trust again, but her son is the most loving person she’s ever known and welcomes the tough, strong, sexy former SEAL into their lives with wide open arms.
The happy reunion doesn’t last long. Threatening phone calls and late night visitors make it clear the man Nikki went to for help is ready for his payment, and he is more than willing to take his fee from her. By any means necessary.
Available October 9
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Excerpt from Family
Rocky stood in front of the door feeling like an idiot. He wasn’t sure if it was considerate or creepy that he found out where they lived and went to visit. He brought gifts for them. He wasn’t sure if that helped or not.
He lifted his hand to knock and stilled at a muffled sound inside the apartment. He paused. Something crashed.
Rocky knocked hard on the door, pounding more like. “Nikki!”
Silence answered him.
Rocky waited half a second before he slammed his palm against the door. He didn’t give up until he heard a sound on the other side and the door swung open.
A large man stood in front of Rocky. His shoulders were wide and his neck bulged with muscles. He looked like Mason on steroids. And three times meaner.
“Who are you?”
Rocky glared up at him. “Who are you?”
He smirked. “A friend.”
“Is Nikki home?”
The guy shook his head. “She’s all yours.”
He pushed past Rocky and walked down the narrow pathway, his hip bumping the rail when he moved to the side to let someone pass.
A whimper drew Rocky’s attention from the man leaving into the apartment. Nikki was cowering in the corner, curled up in a chair. Tears streamed down her face. She stared at the door, but it didn’t look like she actually saw Rocky.
He closed and locked the door then set the gifts he brought on a nearby table and went to her. He crouched in front of her. “Nikki?” He touched her thigh.
She jumped. Her gaze finally landed on him. Her eyes slid closed and her shoulders slumped. She curled in on herself. “What are you doing here?”
“I…I wanted to see you again. Are you okay? Who was that?”
Nikki shook her head. “He was my last hope before you showed up.”
“What does that mean?” Rocky pressed.
She tried to smile. “It means I made him a deal, and he doesn’t really care that I don’t need his help anymore. He wants what he asked for. And if I don’t pay him twenty thousand dollars, he’s going to get it another way from me.”