Read an Excerpt from Topaz: Book 3 Ladies of the Night Series by Taylor Lee

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Praise for Topaz …
Book 3 in Taylor Lee’s NEW Sexy Suspense Collection: Ladies of the Night.

“USA Today best-selling author Taylor Lee breaks new ground with Topaz, the third book in Lee’s provocative new series, Ladies of the Night. The Ladies are covert agents in a secretive, off the grid security organization. Highly trained fighters, they’re as gorgeous as they are dangerous to the evil men they’re hired to bring to justice. The only thing these formidable women are NOT is “ladies.”
Maya Taveras, Code Name: Topaz, is a mixed-race Zoe Saldana look-a-like. As mysterious as her heritage, Topaz is the obvious choice to infiltrate the South American Cartel that is at the top of the DEA’s most wanted list. Former Col. Grayson Webb, now covert Agent Webb, joins Topaz to infiltrate down the formidable organization known for its gratuitous violence. Not surprisingly, Webb fall for his partner, the sultry Topaz. To his chagrin, he finds himself competing for her attention with the devastatingly handsome Cartel leader they are out to capture. A roller-coaster of a ride rife with violence, sexual attraction and unexpected rivalries make this stormy tale a page turner from the first page to the last.

Love Kaylea Cross's heart pounding romantic military thrillers? Sylvia Day’s and Maya Banks red hot sexy heroes, feisty heroines and high adrenaline action? Fern Michael’s compelling characters? Grab Topaz and prepare to be addicted.

Excerpt:

Maya glanced at the time on her phone.  It was now one minute later than it was the last time she looked.  She chided herself knowing the real reason she’d reached for her mobile, again. She hoped that maybe when she looked at it this time, the message that had shattered her composure, sent it into orbit, would be gone. That it would have been a mere figment of her overactive imagination. Unfortunately, the curt message signed by Colonel Webb, “I’ll be at your place in ten minutes,” had been confirmed by the call from her uncle warning her to expect Grayson Webb at any minute.  Ian had added in a strained voice that that her visitor knew her story.  Maya just bet he did.  Likely every ugly detail of it.

For a brief moment Maya allowed herself to be angry. Dammit, who did these men think they were?  Why hadn’t her uncle held his ground?  Let her tell Col. Webb what he needed to know when she felt good and ready to tell him—if ever. For that matter, why did Agent Webb have to know all the gory details of her past?  Why couldn’t he just follow orders like subordinates were supposed to?  Like her students and her research assistants did. 

When she opened her door, Maya’s resolve sizzled like an ice cube tossed into a bed of hot coals.  It didn’t just melt—it evaporated.  Which, she consoled herself, shouldn’t surprise her.  After all, when was the last time a six foot four, towering hulk of muscle and masculinity had stood in her doorway, glowering at her?

Maya hated that her voice shook, but she couldn’t keep it from quavering. 

“Uh, good evening, Col. Webb.  Won’t you.…” She caught herself, annoyed that she’d called him by his officer rank instead of just calling him Gray.  She quickly recovered and said firmly, “Please.  Come in.”

Grayson studied her for a long moment and then smiled ever so slightly.

“That is precisely what I intend to do, Doctor Taveras.”

With that confident rejoinder he walked past her, closing the door behind him.  Turning back, he leaned over and locked the door.  At her surprised start, he said,   “Habit.  One you should develop, Maya, now that you’ve decided you want to add ‘secret agent’ to your curriculum vitae.”

“I… I’m sorry.  All I have is wine, but I do have red if you prefer.  Actually I think I may have bourbon or something in the kitchen if… if you want something harder…”

She was gratified to see that at least he wasn’t laughing outright, but the twinkle in those dastardly blue eyes was apparent.

Grayson smiled at her and said easily, “No, the Gavi will be a nice change from the bottles of expensive scotch that your uncle and I put away in under two hours.”

Turning away she did her best to open the wine without mangling the cork and managed not to break one of the wine glasses as she filled them.  She poured in more of the fragrant liquid than was considered appropriate, but she knew that she was going to need the fortifying power of the alcohol to deal with this overbearing man.  She didn’t want to have to get up again and refill her glass, making her look like a lush as well as a nervous nellie.

Walking over to the sofa, Maya put one glass on the far edge of the table in front of him, not wanting to get close enough to hand it to him.  She started toward the occasional chair across the room, but his low command stopped her.

“Uh, uh, Doc.  Not there.  Here.”

To her horror she saw that he was pointing to the sofa cushion adjacent to his, indicating--no ordering--her to sit there, next to him.

“I… I prefer to sit in that chair. I… I don’t want--”

He cut her off.

“Sorry, Dr. Taveras. I’m not here to discuss your wants or even your needs.  No, Doctor, this isn’t one of your classrooms, or even one of your high level consultations where you wow your audience with your expertise.  Au contraire.  Tonight we’re going to discuss my world and why you think you can sashay your perky ass into it--and not get yourself and the rest of us killed in the process.”

Gray’s lip curled up in a slight sneer as he took the glass of wine out of her hand and put it on the table beside his own.  Tapping the cushion next to his, he said softly, “Now for the last time, Maya, please park that curvy little ass of yours here. Right next to me. Unless, Doc, you’d prefer that I put you on my lap.”