Blog Tour: Risk of Exposure (Alpha Ops #6) by Emmy Curtis

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Today is my stop during the blog tour for Risk of Exposure (Alpha Ops #6) by Emmy Curtis. There’s an excerpt of the book and a tour wide giveaway.

RiskofExposure4_RGB300Title: Risk of Exposure
Author: Emmy Curtis
Series: Alpha Ops #6
Rating: 3.5 stars
Genres: Romantic Suspense
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Blurb:
He is a trained professionalโ€”but nothing can prepare him for the hottest mission of his life. Assigned to protect his bossโ€™s daughter, British former SAS operative Malone Garrett breaks the first rule of covert surveillanceโ€”donโ€™t make contact. And especially donโ€™t take your mark out to dinner, then agree to a rooftop quickie. But now that Mal has Abby in his arms, he has no intention of ever letting her go.

Abby Baston told herself it was a hit and quit, a one-nighter with a hot, handsome stranger whose hands were trained to take action. Working undercover for the CIA, she canโ€™t risk anything more. But when an international crisis ignites, Abby must make a call: trust Mal with her secretโ€”and her heartโ€”and partner up, or lose everything in a split second . . .

You can read my review of Risk of Exposure here

Excerpt:
He reached for her.
โ€œYou can stop right there.โ€ Her voice startled him. He dropped his arm to the covers.
โ€œI was just going to shake you awake. Youโ€™ve been snoring like a bear,โ€ he said, swinging his legs out of bed.
She ignored his insult, such as it was. โ€œYou were supposed to wake me when it stopped snowing,โ€ she said, also climbing out of bed and seemingly not caring a whit that she was totally naked.
He sat still, taking in the sight. Her nipples puckering in the frigid air, her tight muscles moving in glorious efficiency toward the bathroom. โ€œIt was your watch. Technically you should have woken me.โ€
โ€œAss.โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t you forget it, love.โ€ He stood and got dressed, having dug out his Under Armour thermals from the kit bag heโ€™d brought.
She poked her head around the bathroom door. โ€œWhat? Donโ€™t forget what?โ€
โ€œThat Iโ€™m an ass. Youโ€™ve blackmailed me into helping you, and someone as well trained as you knows that isnโ€™t a recipe for success.โ€ He finished tying his laces.
She shrugged. โ€œI trust you.โ€
โ€œYou shouldnโ€™t. I have a healthy regard for self-preservation and even I donโ€™t know what Iโ€™ll do if you get in the way of that. So youโ€™re much better off not trusting me for anything. Just a friendly PSA.โ€ He knew he sounded like a dick, but he just couldnโ€™t help himself.
โ€œIโ€™m not worried. If you piss me off, or if youโ€™re in the way of my self-preservationโ€โ€”she punctuated with air quotesโ€”โ€œor my mission, I wonโ€™t hesitate to shoot you.โ€ She disappeared again.
โ€œThereโ€™s one problem with that, love. Iโ€™ve got your gun.โ€
She didnโ€™t reply, but he heard the unmistakable sound of a shotgun being charged. โ€œFair enough,โ€ he said, trying not to smile at her resourcefulness. โ€œWhat else have you got in there?โ€
โ€œHairspray,โ€ she said.
โ€œAwesome.โ€ She was such a smart-arse. His sister would love her. He made a mental note that no matter what, they would never, ever meet. Ever.
She came out of the bathroom as if sheโ€™d come through a Tomb Raider portal. She wore a white snowsuit that matched his, a white knife strapped to her thigh, a white holster holding a white handgun under her shoulder, and a white shotgun on a white strap over her back.
โ€œIโ€™m sorry. The CIA gave you all that gear but couldnโ€™t give you a sat phone that worked? What the fuck?โ€ Jesus. This was why he was in the private sector now. One too many times heโ€™d been put in a sketchy situation without the right equipment. That didnโ€™t happen anymore.
She shrugged. โ€œI guess they thought snow was more likely than the need to use an emergency phone?โ€ She frowned, though, as if she was only just now considering that herself.

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Author_EmmyCurtisAbout the Author:
Emmy Curtis is an editor and a romance writer. An ex-pat Brit, she quells her homesickness with Cadbury Flakes and Fray Bentos pies. She’s lived in London, Paris and New York, and has settled for the time being, in North Carolina. When not writing, Emmy loves to travel with her military husband and take long walks with their Lab. All things considered, her life is chock full of hoot, just a little bit of nanny. And if you get that reference…well, she already considers you kin.

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