Teaser Tuesday - Lucky's Promise (Bk3)

This was a tough book to write but totally worth it in the end. I loved following Lucky and Kenji on their journey to find each other and a little bit of peace in the end.

Here's your Teaser Tuesday!!


The house was completely dark when Kenji steered the car up the driveway. He didn’t expect Felicia to wait up for him, not at this hour. After turning off the engine and collecting his luggage, he tapped the code into the security pad. The door clicked open. Inside the foyer, he hung his coat and proceeded up the stairs.

On the second floor landing, he paused to listen. Nothing stirred. He moved down the hall and approached Felicia’s door. Testing the knob, he found it unlocked. Kenji walked inside and then set his bags down. When he entered the bedroom, Felicia jerked under the covers. He approached silently and noticed she was still sleeping. Her eyes moved rapidly under the lids; her body twitched.

Gritting his teeth, he turned away and stripped out of his clothing. Reluctant to disturb her, he decided against a shower, knowing she’d wake up. He walked around the bed, heading for the living room when he heard a muffled cry. Kenji spun around. Felicia bolted upright in bed.

“Good God,” she whispered from across the room, hand on her chest.

“I did not mean to startle you,” he said from the doorway.

“It’s all right,” she said, wiping her forehead. She pulled the covers down the other side of the bed. “Tired?”

He nodded.

“Come to bed.”

He moved slowly, studying Felicia during the approach. When he sat down on the edge of the bed, she shifted behind him.

Then she touched his shoulder. “Babe?”

Kenji faced her. She inched closer and cupped his chin. He stared into her eyes, hoping to quell the beast writhing inside. Felicia stroked her fingers through his hair. Light, feathery touches brushed his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pushed her back on the bed, and set his head against her chest. She was warm and soft, everything he needed to pull him out of the darkness he faced the last several days. Her presence calmed him in ways he still didn’t understand.

He shut his eyes, held her tight, and breathed her in. When he shuddered at the images filling his head, Felicia kissed his temple and stroked her hands down his back. As he glanced up, their eyes met again. She looked exhausted, worried, and scared, although she’d never admit it. Leaning in, he gently pressed his mouth to hers, wishing he had the strength to confront and comfort her.

“I’m glad you’re home, babe.”

“As am I,” he responded.

“I told you I’d be here.” She smiled sweetly, brushing the hair from his face.

Kenji put his head back down and clutched her closer. She threaded her legs through his and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, letting her fingers follow the trail of his spine. Kenji focused on her. The slight rise and fall of her body as she breathed. How perfect she felt beneath him. Her gentle caresses soothed him, and he eventually fell asleep in her sheltered embrace.

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After years of searching for her mother’s killer, Felicia “Lucky” Fascino is finally on the right track. With the help of her family, and on-again off-again boyfriend, Kenji Zinn, Lucky is getting closer to fulfilling the unspoken promise she made to her adoptive father.

As the group continues to dig deep into the assassin’s network, and search for the elusive Quimby, ties to the past come back full circle, endangering everyone Lucky loves and cares for. It’s only a matter of time before their secret is uncovered.

Excerpt:

Felicia swung her chair in his direction and said: “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”

“No.”

“Why not?” she said, bordering on a screech.

“It is the same conversation. ‘You can trust me, Felicia.’ ‘You can talk to me, Felicia.’ ‘I’m here for you, Felicia.’”

“You’re still mad because I didn’t want to talk about my crappy ass life while we were on vacation?” He lifted an eyebrow to make a statement, and her whole face flushed. “We were on vacation!”

“With no distractions. With no interference. Just you and I…and still you refused me every time I tried.”

“Fine. What do you want to know?” Kenji stared at her as she rose from the chair and hitched her fists on her hips. Her head jerked to the right, both eyebrows lifted on her forehead. “Well?”

“Humph,” he said, tossing the remote onto the bed and stalking into the living room across the hall. She wouldn’t answer his question, so he didn’t even bother asking. He went to the wet bar in the far corner. Searching through the miniature refrigerator, Kenji grumbled, finding nothing but wine.

“Phen and I are going to meet after breakfast and talk about the job.”

He glanced back. Felicia stood in the doorway, her hands in front of her body, fingers twisted together like a frightened child. A complete turnaround, again. It wasn’t an act; everything about her said she was scared. Why? Couldn’t she confide in him by now? His frustration threatened to swell again, and he was backing her into a corner. If he pushed, they would fight, and he didn’t want that. Not right now. Kenji sat down in the leather love seat and rubbed his temple.

She didn’t move from her position, but her heavy sigh filled the room. “It’s my last one before he puts me up as the new safety. I’m going to need some pointers….”

He bobbed his head but didn’t look up.

“Is it more than…me not talking?” she squeaked.

Kenji came close to spilling everything. Forcing her to face the feeling he had for her was unfair. Making her talk when she wasn’t ready seemed cruel. Confessing his fear for her safety would make him appear overprotective and controlling. The fury he felt, he didn’t completely comprehend himself. Discussing the situation with Taro was the only thing he could mention and remain truthful.

“I am still aggravated with myself.”

“I told you outside the restaurant it didn’t matter anymore. It’s over and done. I trust you, and if you trust your brother…it’s cool, babe.” Her disposition continued to change, now that he no longer pressed her.

“It will never happen again,” he said, adding a grumble.

“I know.” She moved into the living room and sat down on the coffee table between the two sofas. Felicia reached out, took his hand. He held back the rest of the clutter racing through his head. She bent her head down to look him in the eyes. “We okay?”

       “Yes, beleza, we are.”