Even a cop’s wife has secrets… When young exotic dancers start disappearing, can Cyndi find the missing girls without exposing her own little secret?
Cyndi Mills has a great life. A handsome husband that desires her, a beautiful daughter, and friends she could trust with her life. It’s only logical that she secretly takes a job as an exotic dancer at one of Virginia Beach’s night clubs.
When dancers start disappearing, Cyndi is determined to get to the bottom of it. Unfortunately, solving the case means her overly protective husband has to know that she has been lying to him for months about where she goes every Friday night. Cyndi has no idea just how deep she will get by going undercover as a confidential informant. Will she risk her marriage to find justice?
Jason leaned against the counter, arms folded across his chest. She recognized that look immediately. He was doing the cop thing, analyzing her, and she could tell he knew something didn’t add up. His left eyebrow rose just a tad higher than the right as he studied her. “Why do you have glitter in your hair?”
Cyndi shook her hair and a shower of glitter rained down on her sweatshirt. Damn. Somehow she had missed a boat load of sparkle. Damn, that stuff got everywhere.
“Jody brought her daughter’s costume for a dance recital to work so I could help her fix a tear. It was all covered in sparkles. The damn stuff got on everything. Had to go back over the carpets with the sweeper twice and I’m still not sure we got it all.”
Jason continued to stare down at her from his full six feet of height. His stare was laser sharp, his presence imposing. It was no wonder he was so good at catching the bad guy. Hardened criminals squirmed under the intensity of that stare. Hopefully he couldn’t see through her despite the fact she felt as transparent as the shower curtain hanging in their bathroom.
“You think Harper is going to want to do that stuff?”
“Harper is four. It’s a little early to predict if she will be a dancer or a swimmer or…whatever.”
“Yeah, well, I just don’t want that glittery stuff all over the house. The guys won’t ever let me live it down, I show up to work all sparkly like that.” He shook his head.
Cyndi stepped closer to her husband and wrapped her arms around him. “I’m exhausted, honey. How about we go to bed?”
Jason hugged her close. “You gonna wear a little French maid’s outfit like you do when you clean those offices?”
“Can’t fault a guy for trying.” Jason’s grin was a sharp contrast to his earlier scrutiny. He pulled out the neckline of her top and peered down into it. “Come on. I know you gotta wear some kinda uniform!”
Thank God she had changed in to her old white bra from the discount store and left her bustier at work. Stepping back, Cyndi held her arms out and spun around slowly. “You’re looking at it, baby. Doesn’t my ratty old sweatshirt turn you on?”
“Not as much as a little maid’s outfit would. It’s nearly Halloween. Maybe I ought to pick one up for you to wear at work. You know, so you don’t mess up your own clothes.”
“Ohhh, Jason… you are such a guy!”
“You would rather I be such a girl?”
“Of course, not! Just don’t be so obvious about being a man all the time.” Cyndi filled a glass of water from the tap, drank it in one gulp, then placed her used cup in the sink before heading toward their bedroom. “Come on, cop man. You play your cards right I might let you frisk me before we go to sleep.”
Cyndi heard light switches flip, door chains sliding and the announcement that the house emergency alarm was being set. Jason rushed through his nightly round of safety checks as he yelled to her from various locations around the house.
“Do you have anything on you that might hurt me?” Snap went the deadbolt on the front door. “Needles, knives, or guns?” Click went the security latch on the sliding door to the back yard. “Do I need gloves or cuffs…?”
“Not sure you’re gonna need gloves but cuffs might be fun,” she called back as she climbed out of her clothes and dropped into the cool sheets.
please tell us a little bit about your current projects?
Hello and thank you! I am very excited to be here today to introduce my new series, The Secret Lives of Police Wives. Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos, set to be released April 3rd is the first in the series. The second book will be available later in 2015.
Describe the “perfect” hero. What about the “perfect” hero for you?
I’m a sucker for a man in uniform. So much so that I married one! Anyway, my heroes always tend to be law enforcement or military men in both the books I read and the ones I write. The strong, protective personalities of these types of heroes appeal to my sensibilities.
What are some of your favorite pastimes? Do you have any hobbies or collections?
I love watching baseball. It doesn’t matter if it’s one of my boys playing a little league game or attending a game for our local minor league team or watching the Red Sox clinch another world series, I get very passionate about hits and strikes and outs!
What has been your biggest adventure to date?
Motherhood. Without a doubt, I can’t think of anything that has been more amazing or challenging or exciting than raising two boys into strong, caring, independent and successful men. You know, the stuff of romance heroes are made of.
If your fairy godmother waved her wand and whisked you away to the location of your choice, which place would you choose, and why?
I would love to visit Italy. I am too much of a chicken to get on a plane to fly there though so it would definitely take a fairy godmother to get me there.
When it comes to food, are you the adventurous type who will try anything once, or do you prefer to stick to tried and true foods and recipes?
What is the one modern convenience that you cannot do without? What is this romance writer’s idea of the “ideal romantic evening”?
The internet. I am addicted. It is the greatest technological invention ever designed for the creative introvert.
How do you describe yourself? How would your family and friends describe you?
My best friend says I am an over-achiever because I am always doing something. I think I am just someone with a mind that needs knew challenges. Writing is great for that, every new story is a whole set new of challenges.
What is your favorite comfort food?
Turkey Hill chocolate peanut butter swirl ice cream. Is there any other comfort food?
What is your favorite season? What do you love about it?
Summer. I live near the ocean. There is nothing like a day at the beach to make you feel energized and at peace with the world.
What project are you working on next?
I have just started work on a three part serial novel. I am exploring the military hero as a romance lead.
Carolyn LaRoche grew up in snow country but fled the cold and ice several years ago. She now lives near the beach with her husband, their two boys, two finicky cats and one old dog. When she is not at the baseball field cheering on big hits and home runs, she is busy teaching science to unwilling teenagers.
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