Blackbridge Security

Can you call someone an enemy if you haven't seen them for the better part of a decade? Deacon Black is perfectly content with the status quo-work, sleep, repeat. Who cares if he's rigid, structured, and set in his ways? It's a job requirement that keeps his men safe and his company's doors open. One phone call is all it takes to upend his life and land him right back into a past he has tried to forget. Revisiting old ghosts is the last thing he needs. Especially when the forced trip down memory lane includes the only woman he never wanted to see again. Annalise Grimaldi hit the jackpot with her life-from her trust fund to her best friend, she has it all. But her world comes crashing to a halt when her best friend vanishes- leaving behind an apartment in tatters and more questions than answers. There's only one person she can think of that can help in a situation like this. She hates to make the call, but there isn't a thing she wouldn't do to make sure her friend is found. Even setting aside her hatred for Deacon Black.

As an IT expert and hacker extraordinaire, Wren Nelson is no stranger to discovering all sorts of secrets online. He's a warrior…when he's behind his computer, that is. And awkward at best in social situations. His long hours with Blackbridge Security don't really provide many opportunities to go out and meet people. So what is he supposed to do when a wrong delivery-a questionably large box of bedroom toys-ends up in his hands instead of its intended target? Online stalking has always been his go-to to accumulate information on people, but only seeing Whitney through digital displays isn't enough. Approaching her doesn't seem like the best plan either. What he doesn't know is that this woman is possibly the only one in existence able to give him a run for his money.

As a former FBI agent, Flynn Coleman was made for his work with Blackbridge Security. He's highly trained, has a skill set meant for analysis and investigation, and meant to do important things. Yet, he's chasing a twenty-year-old starlet's daughter around New York City because the spoiled brat never learned how to behave. Remington Blair doesn't need a babysitter, but her parents insist. Keeping Flynn Coleman on his toes will be the most fun she's had in a while. Besides, just hearing him call her name with that accent is enough to keep her running.

Lies ruin lives. Ignacio Torres, the translator for Blackbridge Security, has told his fair share and then some. He lied more than once to Tinley Holland when they were teens. Told her he didn't love her. Told her he could live without her. Told her what they shared didn't mean a thing. He's lived with those lies, lived with the loss of her for over a decade. What he didn't expect was going home to help with a family matter only to discover Tinley has told the biggest lie of all.

Opposites don't just attract. They captivate. They entice. They beckon. As the medic for the Blackbridge Security team, he was just fine hanging out at the office in his spare time. Jude Morris was…boring. He didn't need excitement. He wasn't a thrill-seeker. Then he met a woman who was. Parker Maxwell, the only woman able to captivate, entice, and beckon him, was his antithesis. The up to his down. The light to his dark. The hot to his cold. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She didn't seem to notice him. It's going to take heroic measures for this guy to win the girl.

Picture this: One drink, one look, and the BEST no-strings-attached night with a guy I met at the hotel bar. But then he comes out of the bathroom with a fake wedding ring on talking about not being able to stick around because he has carpool duty the next morning. I get it. I was a little excited about the idea of hooking up a second time. I know he thought he needed to get rid of me, but he took it too far. As if that wasn't humiliating enough, I show up to interview for my new job the next day, and he's sitting in the breakroom. How can I work with the man now?

As the mechanic for Blackbridge Security, when I make a mistake things don't work properly. Correcting that mistake is the only way to get things operational. I meet issues in my personal life with the same mindset. How was I to know the woman I've been flirting with at the gym is the same woman I called a noise complaint on? I got her kicked out of her condo. My first response: Move in with me. When she confessed to having three kids, it was too late to back down. I thought keeping my hands off of her was going to be a problem, but the tiny terrors she brought along with her are extremely effective at solving that problem for me.

Making something off-limits will always make that thing more appealing. Jules Warren, my sister's best friend, was no different. She has been the leading lady in every fantasy I've had since I was a teenager. There was no way I was turning her down when she invited me to her room. Those fantasies? They had nothing on the real thing. I was given the weekend to make my dreams come true. The ramifications, however, will last a lifetime. Keeping a secret is one thing. Living with the lies is impossible.

Although I take my job very seriously-being the resident charmer, the man responsible for helping clients with security, all the while making it look like I'm the newest love interest of insanely gorgeous women-it looks like it's all fun and games. I'm getting paid to go on dates to some of the most glamourous places all around the world after all, but at the end of the day, it's still work. When the assignment is over, I walk away-usually with a smile and another notch in my bedpost, but who am I to turn down the perks? This new assignment should be no different. I can play any role handed to me. Hell, I love a new challenge. Only Archer Bremen is different… and not just for the obvious reasons. His British accent hits me in a way I never expected. The scowl on his face makes me think of a million things I could do to make it fade. His smile tells me that this new assignment is going to change everything… Crossing Borders is a bi-awakening/ MM Novel