Blurb
You loved What Happened in Bangkok and want to know what happens next….
It's complicated is not only her relationship status, but the definition of Erika Bailey's life. She loves managing her drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand, but her rock star boyfriend resides in North Carolina. And to top it off, her father threatens she must stay away from Darien or lose the Pink Flamingo. Does she protect her club or her love?
Darien Scott, Grammy award winning international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of Erika, the woman he loves, but contractual obligations force him to exotic video shoots and an isolated movie set with one of Hollywood's sexiest stars.
With the feeding frenzy of social media trending every aspect of Darien's life—real or not—it's hard for Erika to know the truth. Will she be able to see through the lies and trust Darien? Or will evidence from damaging Internet rumors condemn their relationship?
Preview
Why were they after her? And who the hell were they? And why her? And…
Questions dashed through Erika's mind as she sprinted down the side street. Her heart pounded against her ribs. The early morning downpour blinded her. She swiped at her face, stumbling on the slick pavement, and then crashed into the door of a parked car. The right side of her head and shoulder bounced against it. "Ow. Shit."
Her legs buckled. The cell phone slid out of her armband and hit the ground with a crash. Gulping mouthfuls of damp morning air, she picked it up, stuffed it into her tank top kangaroo pouch and pressed upward to stand. She snapped her head right and left, scanning for her pursuers. Her stomach lurched as a loud footfall sounded behind her.
"Get back here, bitch." A hand grabbed her arm.
"No! Let go of me." Panic surged. The jolt of adrenaline gave her the strength to jerk her arm free of the man's grasp.
Go! Run. Go. Go. Go.
As she drove her legs forward, Erika shot her gaze about the area. Dark, closed shops. Parked cars. Not a person in sight. No police. Hell, not even a streetwalker. No one. No one who could help.
Keep it together. Keep calm. Think.
Footsteps thudded behind her. One set. Two footfalls.
Two footfalls? But weren't there–
She turned a corner. Her nose pressed against the solid chest of her missing pursuer. His vile breath puffed across her face as his arms encased her in a bear hug.
"Let me go." Her legs trembled as she squirmed and kicked. "Let me go. Help!"
"I said stop. Dammit." The second man raced to her, then bent low to catch his breath.
With the arrival of the second man, the one holding her eased his grip.
Inhaling a deep breath, Erika pulled in her focus and remembered her years of self-defence classes. Take out one, then worry about the other one.
She drilled her knee up into the thug's groin. Air whooshed out of his lungs as he stumbled back. His eyes were wide with surprise and pain.
Erika shifted her position, swinging an anger-fueled kick to his shin. He dropped to the ground, releasing a string of what she guessed were profanities in Thai. She turned to strike the other, but he was still bent low, gasping for air. Calmness eased her nerves. With her pursuers momentarily disabled, she could escape. A busy main street was one block to her right. Her runners smacked the sidewalk as she bolted to her escape.
Christ. All I wanted was an early morning run. Not this shit!
Release Date - Sept 1
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