Special Sneak Peak of Alejandro: The Santiago Brothers Book Two
They began a staring match, neither one breaking line of sight. Audrey couldn’t understand the man’s antipathy to children. He had two younger brothers, and they were all close — or so they’d seemed to be while in school. Alejandro Santiago was an enigma. At times he was gentle, brushing tears from her cheeks — planting a body-melting kiss to her lips — and at other times he was brash, cold, unfeeling. Audrey continued her silent assessment of the man’s personality. He was more than overbearing, he was… distant.
"What does Angel have to do with any of this? Is it because he’s Penny’s son?” Her breath hitched at the unthinkable. Ale had convinced Penny to help him in his investigation. “Penny agreed to go undercover for you. Did you force her to use Angel too?"
He jerked forward so fast, she squeaked, convinced he was lunging for her. Yet, he was still in the chair, his massive hands gripping the leather armrests, the sounds of the crumpling material causing her to cringe as if she were hearing nails drawn across a chalkboard. “I would never. I didn’t even know Penny had a son, remember?”
His menacing stare bolstered her confidence. “How did you not know? There are pictures of the boy all over the house!”
“The night we met was the first time I’d even been to her house. I had to assume Miguel was watching her, so we always met here.”Penny had been to the safe house. Audrey ran a hand over the armrest of the couch, the leather smooth underneath her fingertips. Her sister might have sat in this very spot. Audrey blinked back the rush of tears. She’d give anything to touch her sister again, to hold her baby sister and tell her how much she loved and missed her. Why didn’t I try harder to reach her? God, forgive me for being so stubborn. I’ll never see her again!
Sniffing, Audrey kept her eyes on the leather armrest, imagining it to be her sister’s warm skin. Audrey gasped for air, the full weight of realization hitting her in the chest. Her sister’s skin was now cold and hard. Decaying.
Warmth encircling her midsection caused her to jump, letting out a cry of shock. Ale was beside her on the couch, pulling her into his embrace. A dam of tears flooded her cheeks and once again, she sunk into the comforting arms of the marshal.
“Shhh. Tranquila.” He stroked the length of her hair from the crown of her head to the middle of her back. She felt his lips move over her forehead as he pressed kisses in between the words of comfort, the soft hair of his goatee tickling the warm flesh around his kiss. “Miguel won’t get away with this, I promise.”
“We’ll catch him. He’ll pay for Lana.” His arms tightened around her, wrapping her in comforting heat.
Warm breath fanned the lobe of her ear as he whispered. “Respire. Breathe.”
She obeyed, drinking in the spicy scent of musk, oil, and man. The potent combination drawing her deeper into the spell that was Alejandro Santiago — and she went willingly — freely into the comfort, the touch of a man she barely knew but who was adeptly capable of making her lose her senses.
Too soon he leaned back, angling her face, meeting her eyes. “Better?” His hopeful tone lightened the mood, and she offered a small smile in response.
“I’ll see her again. Mrs. MacGruber said—” Her sister had returned to their faith. “She’s in Heaven now, with our parents. I’ll see her again.”
Ale’s eyes narrowed a bit, his hold on her tightening. “Audrey? Are you okay?”
She wiggled out of his arms, choosing instead to stand. Not satisfied with the distance between them, she moved behind the chair Ale had been seated in moments before. She inhaled deeply, and slowly exhaled before eyeing him. “I’m not crazy. I just believe in God and Heaven.” She wiped her face of the cold moisture before continuing. “My parents believed, and although Penny had given up on our faith, this afternoon Mrs. MacGruber gave me reason to hope that maybe she’d found peace again with God.”
Ale’s gaze dipped to the floor. “Peace, huh?”
He shook his head. “I wouldn’t know anything about that.” He exhaled loudly as he, too, stood and walked to the opposite corner of the room. “Being undercover, you don’t have peace.” His eyes latched to hers. “Peace equals complacency, which is death.”
From childhood, K. Victoria Chase enjoyed writing stories and plays and reading Christian romance. She received degrees in Criminal Justice and Diplomacy and worked as a federal law enforcement officer for several years before deciding to try her hand at writing a complete novel. Today, K. Victoria Chase is an Amazon bestselling author both in the US and the UK. She writes both clean and Christian interracial romance.
You can visit her website at http://www.kvictoriachase.com.
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