Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | Hard Job (A-List Security #2) |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Annabeth Albert |
| Language: | English |
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How hard can it be to guard the country’s biggest rockstar? As a SEAL officer, I’m no stranger to danger, but running my own security firm is a new challenge. Finding the right bodyguard for each client isn’t easy. Our next gig? My little brother’s best friend, rock god Ezra Moon, has a security crisis. Ezra is convinced I’m the right man for the job, but I’m not so sure. From crowd surfing to infamous pictures, Ezra is known for taking risks. It’s no wonder his record label thinks he needs a keeper on tour. But there’s not a tour bus big enough to contain our incendiary attraction. Ezra and his antics push every last one of my buttons, but the real problem is how much I want to kiss some sense into him. He’s a client, and angry make-out sessions aren’t the answer. Yet we keep finding ourselves alone and burning up the sheets until our secret fling threatens to scorch both of us. I’ve spent my whole life running from the spotlight, trying to distance myself from my notorious father. Ezra wants to live his best life on the biggest stage. A future seems impossible, but our feelings are undeniable. Can I admit how hard I’ve fallen for Ezra without losing everything? HARD JOB is book two in a brand-new SEAL bodyguard series. It features a reluctant SEAL bodyguard, a mouthy rock star with a heart of gold, molten chemistry, and pie. Lots of pie. Also, all the high heat, big emotions, and found family feels readers expect from this fan-favorite military romance author. Join A-List security for this new series featuring former SEALs and the celebrity clients who win their hearts. Happy endings and no cliffhangers guaranteed | |
| Books in Series: | A-List Security Series by Annabeth Albert |
| Books by Author: | Annabeth Albert |
Chapter One
Duncan
Domestic happiness weirded me out. There. I’d let myself own the thought I’d had all afternoon. I rolled my shoulders, trying to let go of the tension that had plagued me since my arrival at this impromptu pool party. But I must not have been doing a great job relaxing because my brother plopped down on the pool lounger next to me with a concerned expression.
“Are we torturing you that much?” Danny asked. This late-lunch Saturday gathering had been his idea, and I’d agreed to stay in his good graces along with the chance to see my best friend, Cash. Who was now Danny’s boyfriend, a move I still wasn’t used to, and while not torture, the joint invite and cutesy way they finished each other’s sentences made my skin itch in strange places. Not that I could admit that to Danny. I’d spent far too many years disconnected from my half-brother’s life, and I was determined to do a better job as a brother, even if that meant tamping down my discomfort over him and Cash hooking up.
“What?” I wasn’t an actor like Danny, but I could still do a decent job of faking shock. His backyard was lush with summer foliage, and the pool water sparkled in the sunlight. I added an exaggerated blink against the afternoon sun. “Of course not.”
“Liar.” Danny rolled his eyes at me, unconvinced by my wide eyes and upturned hands. “And lucky for you, I’ve got the perfect distraction for your workaholic self.”
“Oh?” I carefully pitched my voice to be inviting. I always seemed to say the wrong thing with Danny, and I wanted to keep the peace, even if that meant speaking less and listening more. “What’s up?”
“It’s a job.”
“A job?” Narrowing my eyes, I sat forward on the lounger, studying him more closely.
“You don’t have to look so suspicious.” Danny had apparently added mind reader to his list of talents. “Nothing to do with me. No new stalker. I’m good, promise. This is a job for your company.”
“You have a job for A-List?” I’d been under the impression that Danny only grudgingly tolerated my security business. We’d bailed him out of a tight spot a few months back, but it was usually Cash, not Danny, who was interested in talking shop with me.
“My friend, Ezra, is in something of a PR nightmare right now.” Danny ended with a flourish of his hand as if he could magic away his superstar singer friend having made major headlines for fans jumping a barrier at one of his concerts.