***This is a new adult contemporary novel and contains sexual content and graphic language. It is not intended for young adult readers.***
A tattoo gets them in trouble… He will get them out.
After years of cultivating an undercover identity, Brody West is finally off the case and free to live a life of his own. All that time spent in the company of criminals and killers left him a little jaded… and with an identity crisis. He isn’t sure who he is anymore, or who he wants to be.
To give him time to think, he takes a few days off to go fishing. On his way out of town, he makes a routine stop at the bank and finds himself flirting with the girl behind the counter.
But his flirtation is cut short when criminals burst into the bank and shoot her right before his eyes.
In attempt to administer first aid, Brody reveals a tattoo on his upper arm. A mark that will drag him and the girl into the kind of situation he was trying to get away from. But he can’t walk away because he’s the only thing capable of keeping Taylor alive and bringing down the guys who shot her—guys who are seriously dangerous.
The inside of the bank greeted me with a blast of cold air and was just as brightly lit as the sidewalk outside. The walls in here were white and so were the glossy tile floors. I stepped through the roped off line, lining up behind several others already waiting. Four tellers stood behind the long wooden counter, each with their own computer.
It seemed like I stood in line forever and I grew irritated because I just wanted to get the hell out of here and onto the open road.
Finally it was my turn and I moved down the counter toward the last window on the end. I yanked my wallet and bank card, then looked up.
Suddenly the amount of time I waited didn’t seem like such an inconvenience. In fact, if I had known she was the person waiting for me at the end of this counter I would have waited longer.
Her light scarlet hair was long and filled with loose curls that fell over her shoulder and down her chest. Her complexion was flawless with the flush of fresh peaches and her lower lip was fuller than the top, making it appear as though she had a permanent pink pout.
“How can I help you today?” she asked, politely, glancing up with crystal green eyes. I watched them widen slightly and rich satisfaction flowed through me. I wasn’t pretty like her but I wasn’t completely lacking in the looks department.
“Hey,” I said, leaning on the counter with both my elbows. The movement brought me a little closer to her. “I need to make a withdrawal.”
She glanced down at the bank card and ID I extended between us and then back at me. I gave her a lazy smile and she cleared her throat, taking the cards. She looked them over and then her polished fingernails flew over the keyboard.
I glanced at her chest, being distracted by her nice rack but my eyes finally finding the nameplate pinned to the front of her top. Taylor.
“How much would you like to withdrawal?” she asked.
She inputed the amount without saying anything.
“So,” I said, leaning toward her again. “You come here often?”
She rolled her eyes, but a small smile played on her lips. “Just the days I feel like earning a paycheck.”
I grinned. “Paychecks are overrated.” I drawled. “I’m going fishing.”
“Says the man with a huge bank account,” she quipped. Then she winced and looked up. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t-”
I laughed. The chagrin on her face and the way her cheeks bloomed with bright pink spots was entirely amusing. “Never said I didn’t work, just said I thought it was over rated.”
She relaxed when she realized I didn’t give a rats ass that she knew how much was in my account. “You should bait your hook with hot dogs. Fish love them.”
She was right, surprise rippled through me. “You can’t tell me a girl like you likes to fish.”
“And what,” she asked, arching a red brow in my direction, “is a girl like me?” she hit a couple keys and the little dispenser to my right started flinging out cash.
“You’re withdrawal is to your right.” she said professionally.
I let the cash sit there. “Are you a tomboy in disguise?” I whispered conspiratorially. I enjoyed the emotion, the animation that played over her features. She was beautiful that was no doubt but it seemed that she also had a lot beneath that pretty exterior.
“Don’t tell anyone,” she whispered back handing me a receipt. Her teeth were really white and really straight. I got this sudden craving to run my tongue along their smooth surface.
“You’re secret is safe with me.” I tore my eyes away to pocket the cash, not bothering to count it. Oddly, I trusted her. I never trusted anyone.
Behind me a loud banging sound boomed through the room and I tensed, spinning on my heels. Four guys pushed through the entrance, each of them pulling out a gun.
I couldn’t even get away from this shit on vacation.
Adrenaline spiked my system and began pumping through my veins and accelerating my heart. It didn’t take an idiot to guess why they were here. This was a bank and they had guns. I looked over my shoulder at Taylor who was watching the men with wide eyes.
“Get down!” I ordered quietly. “Hide. Hide good.”
Well what can I say another amazing read Cambria – you never fail to amaze me with your stories, I can’t lie I think Tattoo has become my favorite one to date I am down right in love with Brody West. WOW the man just oozes sex but more than that, this hardened undercover cop with nothing really to live for has his world turned upside down by the spit fire red head Taylor. It didn’t take long for these two to start generating sparks with each other, even under the worst of circumstances.
“You’re an ass,” I said when he pulled away the needle and covered the puncture with a small square of gauze.
“I don’t deny it.” He agreed, dropping the needle beside us and swooping in, taking me off guard yet again.
This time his lips didn’t graze mine. They didn’t taunt my senses. His mouth latched onto mine as if he were a seed and my lips were enriched soil, giving him a place to settle, a place to bloom and grow.
Sadly, I didn’t have much experience in the kissing department, but even so, I didn’t have time to be nervous or self-conscious. It was like his mouth knew exactly where to go, exactly how to move against mine to draw out exactly the response he wanted.
And the response was nothing short of devastating.
He might have been the one in control, yet I felt like everything he did was entirely about me.
Oh phew, fanning self, this was only the first of many scenes to come, and this is the mildest everyone lol so just thought I would for warn you – the steam these two generate is enough to run a sauna for sure. Brody is tough, he has never cared about anyone before, the job he did was dangerous, so he pulled away from everyone in his life, to keep them safe he told himself, but after years of what he did, you could tell after meeting Taylor he was questioning spending his life alone, but at the same time willing to give up the first time ever feeling this way, all to keep the girl safe. 🙂 so swoonworthy.
I could not put this book down as a matter of fact I took the entire day off, yes me, I woke up this morning, opened up my kindle, sat in the recliner and other than to fill my drink or make a snack I never stopped reading, I couldn’t put the book down, I had to know what happened next, would he save the girl, would he get them out of the situation they were in, would the bad guy get what he had coming to him, would Brody get the girl, would Taylor break through his tough exterior.
“Thank you,” she whispered, drawing me out of my internal musings.
She lifted her head and looked up at me. God, I loved the way she looked at me. Like I F******* hung the moon or something. “For being here,” she whispered. The side of her lip curved upward. “And for being so amazingly warm.”
I tucked a strand of scarlet hair behind her ear and kissed her temple. “Drink your girly ass drink,” I replied, gruff, handing her the bottle of purple Gatorade.
I leaned my head against the wall, thinking about how ape-shit crazy I was. This was a shitty, dangerous situation. I was supposed to be on vacation right now, not patching up bullet wounds with stolen medical supplies.
Even so, there wasn’t anywhere else I would rather be.
See what I mean, come on, what girl would not fall for a guy like that, I mean hero through and through, but tender and caring. I love when a tough and rough guy can be cracked by the opposite sex. And Taylor does that, she cracks away at the huge wall Brody had built over the years from his dangerous seedy job.
This story is a very fast read, it never slows down, it never disappoints, it brings you into Brody’s world and his fight to keep Taylor out of it and safe from it. It also shows you that there is that one person who can open your eyes and make you rethink how you have thought and lived. Taylor is that catalyst for Brody. I love the chemistry these two have. I love that Brody stands up to her father (Loved how much her dad protected his daughter – that was endearing). Brody is a no nonsense, lay it on the line, don’t back down from anyone or anything, tough, rough, cop. Taylors dad is a rich and powerful man that gets his way and always scares off the guys (poor Taylor lol) and Brody stands up to him.
Oh FYI ladies the bathroom-bedroom scene – yeah turn your AC really low, turn your fan on really high, get the ice cubes because WOW!!!!!!! That is one hot, steamy, sexy, amazing scene – that is all I am going to say about that. (Oh the stairs scene towards the end – yeah pretty damned hot too!!!!)
Again Cambria – job well done – I can’t wait to read the next Take It Off book.
Cambria Hebert is the author of the young adult paranormal Heven and Hell series, the new adult Death Escorts series, and the new adult Take it Off series. She loves a caramel latte, hates math and is afraid of chickens (yes, chickens). She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband and children (both human and furry) where she is plotting her next book. You can find out more about Cambria and her work by visiting http://www.cambriahebert.com