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It's a new year and I have two new releases coming this month! *Whew* That's a lot. The first one is BAM-BAM'S INKED HART, Bad Boys of Beta Squad, Book 3, and just came out yesterday! *Happy Dance* In this snippet, Zamora Hart is visiting the injured sailors and Marines in the recovery ward of the Coronado Medical Center.
“Howdy, Zamora. Whatcha got in your wagon today?” Lance Corporal Harrison’s voice cracked as he levered himself up on his elbows.
“Howdy yourself, Harrison. How are you holding up?” Zamora smiled as she pulled her wagon to his bedside.
Harrison shrugged as he waved at his leg stump. “Not bad all things considered. I could still carry you home even if I am missin’ half my leg.” He grinned. “When are you gonna let go of your cares and run away with me?”
She snorted. “Neither one of us will be doing much running until you get your prosthetic and get good at wearing it.”
He winked. “You just give me time, darlin’, and I’ll be runnin’ circles around all them other boys.”
Zamora laughed. “I’m counting on it, marine.”
“So what did you bring?” Petty Officer Third Class Sikes winced as he sat up with his amputated arm. He hadn’t talked to her the first few times she’d been in the room because he’d been embarrassed by breaking his arm while trying to change a Jeep Willy’s tire. He’d ignored it too long and it had turned septic. Now he had his own prosthetic to look forward to, along with her company.
“I brought that beef jerky soaked in garlic you like so much, Sikes.” She smiled as he licked his lips like a hungry toddler and pulled out the treat. “But you have to promise to hide them better. I got in trouble for bringing in contraband last time.”
“I promise, Zamora.” The fingers of his good hand twitched as he eyed the jerky.
“Good.” She nodded. “I also brought those romantic suspense novels from that author you liked so much, Harrison.”
“Aw man, how can you read that romantic shit?” Sikes groaned and rolled his eyes.
“It’s not shit, it’s kick-ass adventure with hot sex. What’s not to like?” Harrison snorted as he accepted the books. “Beats gettin’ shot at and the guy always gets the hot girl. Can’t go wrong with that. Thanks, Zamora.”
“Somebody getting shot and getting the girl?”
Zamora turned and met the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. She damn near fell into them, her body tingling like she’d touched a live wire, but she mentally shook her head. She didn’t believe in the wide-eyed spark of love no matter what Harrison’s novels said.
“Looks who’s awake.” She gave him a smile even if her heart thundered at his beauty. He’d been pretty while asleep, but the animation in him when awake made him gorgeous. “My name’s Zamora and I bring goodies to the injured. Would you like anything from my wagon?” She dragged it closer to his bed so he could take a look.
His gaze never moved from her, though it did drop to her chest. At least I know he’s probably not gay. Her breasts had always been large and most men noticed them before they noticed her ink. But instead of glassing over from tit-shock and drool oozing from his mouth, he returned his blue gaze to her face and tilted his head.
“What all did you bring?”
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