Carole Bellacera – Tango’s Edge #SampleSunday

Synopsis: “Will you help me to defect?”

It’s the desperate question from Russian ice dancer Mikhail Kozlof to his American counterpart, Kerry Niles, that ignites a treacherous cross-country trip, political intrigue ― and an attraction that neither can deny.

After a night of passion in a picture postcard winter resort, lust turns to love ― and a return to reality. The American government is closing in, and soon Mikhail will be whisked away from Kerry.

Once sequestered in a safe house outside Washington DC, Mikhail is faced with an impossible situation―he must deny his love for Kerry to protect her from harm’s way. Will he lose everything he cherishes?

This book contains content considered unsuitable for young readers 17 and under, and which may be offensive to some readers of all ages.


‘s lips quirked, and she couldn’t tell for sure but she thought he might be blushing. “Kerry Niles,” he said slowly, in mock astonishment, “You are bad girl.”

   “I know. I am what I am. So, what is it you remembered?”

   He nodded, excitement flaring in his eyes. “Yes!  Remember when you checked into motel? I went down hall to use men’s room. I think I saw sex machine in there.”

   Sex machine? Her heart bumped. “You mean a condom machine?”  She hoped that was what he was talking about. A friggin’ candy machine just wouldn’t cut it right now.

   He nodded, and scrambled off the bed, grabbing his sweatshirt from the floor. His head disappeared, and then reappeared through the hole, his hair tousled. “Do not move. I will be right back. Oh!”  He stopped and looked at her, hesitation written on his face. “Can I borrow dollar?”  he asked. “Remember, we still have not found bank to exchange rubles.”

   Kerry couldn’t help it. She laughed. It just struck her so funny. The horny Russian, desperate for condoms, and with only rubles to buy them.  Still snorting with laughter, she moved off the bed and grabbed her purse from the desk, drawing a couple of singles from her wallet. She handed the money to him, giving him a big grin to go with it. “Consider it my contribution to the cause.”

   He took the bill, placed a hand on the back of her head and gave her a hot, succulent kiss that immediately sent her head spinning. “I will be back.”

   Kerry’s fingertips brushed her burning lips as she watched him race to the door. “Oh, I’m counting on that.”

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Misty graduated from Capital University in 2005 with a degree in English Literature. She is an avid reader and is the owner of The Top Shelf

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