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COVER REVEAL!!! Wild Child by Audrey Carlan releases November 1!!!

The newest sizzling romance from Audrey Carlan, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Calendar Girl series.

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Twice my life changed in a single day.

The first was when I lost my parents. Hand in hand I walked with my big sister up the steps of Kerrighan House, a foster home for girls. We were lucky to be met with open arms and a house filled with children just like us. Children who’d lost everything. From that day forward, we were raised as one big family. Our bonds of sisterhood were strengthened through shared experience, pain, sacrifice, and love. Sisters not by blood, but by choice.

Soul sisters.

The second day my life changed was on the worst day of my adult life. My boyfriend broke up with me via text. My sleazy boss hit on me, forcing me to quit a job I desperately needed. And the cherry on top, was getting pulled over by an FBI Agent. Little did I know, he’d also save my life that night.

From the moment we met, Agent Fontaine wouldn’t dare let me out of his sight. And between his alpha ways, kind brown eyes, and heroism, I was lost to the man who hid behind his job. But this agent had a rule: never fall for a woman you’ve saved.

Yet I wasn’t just any woman. I was known among my sisters for taking risks and dreaming big. I was the wild child of the group. We were raised to appreciate every day as the gift it was, and not let anything stand in our way. The more I got to know the brooding, serious FBI man, the more I realized maybe it was my duty to save him. 


EXCERPT

Wild Child by Audrey Carlan
Copyright Audrey Carlan, INC.

Peaking around the corridor wall, I noted a handful of officers standing around a single door at the end of the hall.
A nudge from behind had me shuffling into the open space before I’d gotten my wits together.
“Sonia, dammit I was going for stealth mode!” I whisper-scolded under my breath.
“For what reason?” She hooked me at the elbow of my good arm, and we walked hip to hip toward the gaggle of men.
As soon as we approached, several of the men in police uniform turned around. One super tall white guy with longish layered dark blond hair that looked windswept, held a hand up, palm facing out. He was dressed more professionally in a pitch-black suit.
“This is a restricted section of the hospital. Authorized medical personal only,” he started, but my sister stepped right up to battle.
“Hello Agent,” she glanced down his body.
He smirked. “Agent Russell.”
“Agent Russell. I’m Senator Sonia Wright and my sister was attacked this evening. Your peer, Agent Fontaine saved her life. We’d like to inquire how he’s doing, and my sister would like to say a few words if he’s up to having company.”
My sister was a freakin’ Rockstar. I held her hand, interlacing our fingers, palm to palm sharing my thanks silently.
The man’s face gentled. “You’re Simone?”
“Yes, is he, okay?” My voice shook a little.
The blond man smiled, and it lit up his face, making his already handsome one rather stunning. Though the man that saved my life was far more attractive. I always swooned for the tall, dark, and handsome men, though several of my sisters would dig this guy.
“He’s doing really well. A couple of fractured ribs and some serious soreness and bruising but the vest did its job. He’ll be back to work in no time. Not that he’d ever rest. And, how are you?”
I reached for my bandaged arm and held onto it. “Twenty-two stitches and bumps and bruises.”
“The hand?” He glanced down to my hand that was wrapped and being held by my sister.
“Scratched up from hitting the asphalt. I’ll be good as new in a few days. Um, do you think I could see him?”
He gave us a boy next door grin. “I think he’d like that very much. He’s been asking about you. Come on.” He led us through the group of men gathered around and opened the door.
I walked in and my knight in shining hospital johnny turned his head and smiled huge.
My heart stopped.
All sound disappeared.
There was nothing but he and I in that moment.
No machines. No hospital. No people milling about.
Just us.
I rushed to his form and threw my arms around him the best I could. He held onto me and pressed his chin to my neck.
“Thank you. Thank you for saving my life. I can’t ever repay that gift,” I snuffled against his warm, alive body.
“Hey, hey, we’re both okay. It all worked out.” He cupped the back of my neck under my hair and kissed my temple. “It all worked out.”