She may be aloof, and more pretty than gorgeous, but Alani Rivers is the kind of woman a hot-blooded mercenary can't forget, no matter how hard he tries. So when Jackson Savor wakes up next to the naked, sleeping beautywith no memory of what happened he knows he's been drugged
even if Alani doesn't.
After she was kidnapped, Alani vowed never to trust another man again. Still, something about this strong, sexy hero with the tender touch makes her want to believe him. As Jackson hunts down a mysterious intruder, he swears he'll move heaven and earth to keep Alani safe. But what really happened that night? And will the truth bring them closer than they ever thought possibleor put Alani squarely in harm's way again?
About the Author
Lori Foster is a New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author with books from a variety of publishers, including Berkley/Jove, Kensington, St. Martin's, Harlequin and Silhouette. Lori has been a recipient of the prestigious RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Award for Series Romantic Fantasy, and for Contemporary Romance. For more about Lori, visit her Web site at www.lorifoster.com.
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Wakefulness brought a crescendo beat of pain piercing his brain. He tried to swallow, but the desert at high noon couldn't be as dry as his mouth.
What the hell was going on?
Disoriented, in agony, Jackson Savor got one eye open.
The source of his sharpest pain was a blinding ray of Kentucky's morning sunshine slicing through the part in his bedroom curtains.
His curtains. So he was in his own apartment.
With one question answered, he closed his eye again and struggled to take inventory.
Had he been captured? Tortured?
Slowly, very slowly, he moved his right hand. His arm felt like lead, but he lifted it.
Sluggish, a little weak, but not bound, thank God.
He tried to move his left hand and realized that something warm and soft kept him pinned in place. He inhaled and recognized the enticing, undeniable scent of woman.
Staying very still to avoid alerting anyone to his cognizance, Jackson opened his hand and.felt.
He didn't need a clear head or his vision to know he palmed a very sweet female backside.
The body beside him stirred. A slim, smooth leg came over his, gliding up and over his crotch. Inside he jolted, but outside he stayed perfectly still.
A woman purred, "You're awake?"
Both eyes shot open with recognition. He snapped his head around so fast that pain nearly blinded him.
The knee resting over his dick shifted as the woman readjusted to better see him. "Is something wrong?"
Shit, shit, shit. Carefully, his eyelids scraping like sandpaper, Jackson peered to his side and found none other than Alani Rivers. Sleepy, warm, soft. She watched him with sated, golden brown eyes, her pale hair spread out around heron his pillows.
She had the unmistakable look of a woman who'd spent a satisfying night doing the nasty.
Though no words came from his parched throat, the hand on her ass contracted. Yeah, so his brain wasn't quite workinghis instincts were fine and dandy.
Blushing, Alani ducked her face and rose up to an elbow.
The sheet pulled to her waist, giving him an up close and personal view of her really beautiful breasts and rosy nipples.
His thoughts cramped. So did his balls.
"So quiet this morning," she murmured as she bent and kissed his mouth. "Especially after last night."
Meaning what? Had they been noisy? Had he been chatty?
She chewed her bottom lip. "Are you feeling as shy as I am about the things we did?"
Shy? Never. What the hell had they done? He tried to sort it out, but beyond the pain and the confusion was the mind-boggling fact that he had Alani Rivers in his bed.
And he didn't know how any of it had happened.
Acid crawled around his guts and squirreled up his throat, making his stomach pitch. Groaning, he threw back the covers.
Didn't matter if his head fell off, he would not puke in front of her.
In only a few long strides, he made it to the connecting bathroom where he dropped to his knees in front of the john in just the nick of time.
He felt vile. Worse than that even.
What the hell had happened?
He looked up to see Alani in the doorway. Naked. He groaned again. "Go away."
"But.can I get you"
"Out!" He kicked at the door. It hit so hard that it bounced open again. He saw her shock and hurt, but damn it, no way in hell did he want her to see him like this.
Luckily for them both, she turned and strode away.
When the nausea finally subsided, he flushed the toilet and, feeling weaker than a newborn, used the edge of the sink to haul himself to his feet. His legs shook. His head thundered.
He turned on cold water, splashed his face, rinsed his mouth, and after a few seconds of mental searching that left him blank, he turned to stagger out.
Alani stood there yet again.
Jackson swayed. He tried, but he couldn't take it in. For a hell of a long time, he'd wanted her. Now she was here, but how? Why?
His burning gaze zeroed in on her neat triangle of golden brown pubic hair. Another question answered but it had nada to do with his current predicament.
She folded her arms under her breasts, which had the effect of getting his riveted attention off her lower body and up a littleas far as her chest anyway.
Ah, damn, so pretty. Had he touched her breasts? Kissed her nipples?
Dizziness assailed him. The possibility of passing out or puking more loomed near.
But God Almighty, she looked fine. Better than fine.
She looked like his.
Face red, voice high, she snapped, "Real nice, Jackson."
Picking up on the acrimony, he managed to meet her gaze through a fog of emotions. Uh-oh. She looked both hurt and pissed.
Her lips tightened. She gave one fleeting glance at his body, but when he remained mute, her eyes narrowed and she tossed her head, sending back her long fair hair. Like pale liquid, it poured over her smooth skin, mostly behind her shoulders, though one long strand trailed over her breast.
Mesmerized, he took a moment to realize she was talking to him.
"I told you this wasn't a good idea," she said. "I told you it would never work."
Looked to him like it had worked just fine.
But to make sure they were on the same page, he rasped, "It?" Bracing one hand on the door frame, the other squeezing the bridge of his nose, he started on a great admission. "Thing is, I don't remember"
"Talking about it?"
"Big surprise there, right?" Her attention tracked down over him, then jumped back to his face. "You were too busy getting me naked to listen to reason."
Sounded like him, he had to admit.
"Too busy racing for the bed," she complained, "to even think about my concerns, about what I said."
The words resonated over and over. He'd gotten her naked and in bed.
And then what?
Nothing rational came to his spinning brain, so Jackson just shook his head while again looking at her body. If it wasn't for the door frame supporting him, he'd be on his face on the floor, but he couldn't not look at her.
Wounded, disgusted, Alani turned on her heel and stalked back to his bed. Seeing the bounce of her rounded backside gave him a whole new reason to wish his vision wasn't so blurry.
"Alani " With no idea what to say, Jackson started to follow her. One jarring step was enough to warn him not to leave the dubious convenience of the bathroom.
His stomach did jumping jacks. In the nick of time he dropped back down in front of the toilet again.
This time when he finished, his stomach muscles ached but his guts felt a little quieter, as if he'd gotten some foul poison out of his system.
Unfortunately, Alani was now fully dressed and marching toward the front door.
Feeling like a weak, mewling pup, he stumbled behind her. "Wait."
Pausing, she looked back at himand all over him.
It suddenly dawned on Jackson that he was completely naked, too. He held on to the wall and willed away the pulsing agony in his noggin. "Let's.talk."
"So you can get sick again with regret? No thank you."
Regret? There was more to regret beyond the fact that he couldn't remember shitola?
She jerked his front door open but didn't storm away. With her back to him, her voice quavering, she said, "Don't worry about it, Jackson. I'm naive, I know, but I'm not dumb. I understand what happened."
"I won't say a word to anyone and since this will never happen again, you can just forget all about it."
The slamming of the door almost took out his knees. Slowly, he sank down to the cool hardwood floor in his hallway. His eyes closed, but he could still see Alani naked.
He didn't want to forget a damn thing. He wanted to remember.
Alani stayed busy as long as she could. She'd shopped, cleaned her car, had a light breakfast, seen an early matinee but no amount of distraction had helped. Her chest still hurt with the weight of thick emotion.
Humiliation vied with regret.
Why had she believed him?
Why had she allowed herself to be so easily swayed?
What could have been the most amazing night of her life now felt like the most degrading. Not that she could blame Jackson for everything. She'd been so infatuated with him for so long, it had required very little from him to win her over. A few small words and.
The groan vibrated out, heartfelt, sad and angry.
She'd done things with Jackson that she'd never before considered. He'd encouraged her to speak her mind, to be totally open and honest about what she wanted, what she enjoyedand he'd done the same. With him, she'd reveled in her sexuality.
And then, with the morning light, he'd taken one look at her and rushed off to be ill.
Her face flamed.
All along, from the very first day she'd met Jackson Savor, she'd known he was trouble. Over and over again she'd resisted him because an involvement with any man who worked with her brother, especially a man too much like her brother, seemed impossible.
Her cell phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID. Speak of the devil Her brother had already called several times, but she wasn't up to speaking with him.
She waited until the ringing stopped, then checked her voice mail. Trace said, "Where are you, Alani? I've called three times now. I want to talk to you. Call me back."
She knew Trace fully expected her to do as told, but she couldn't talk to him right now. If she tried to, she'd get emotional, maybe even weepy. God knew Trace had always been protective, but since her kidnapping more than a year ago, he'd been insane with caution. If he knew she was upset, he'd be on the warpath in minutes. She had no intention of telling him about her misguidedand obviously briefliaison with Jackson, so there'd be no point in getting him caught up in her personal drama.
By necessity, given the responsibilities inherent in his work, Trace was autocratic by nature, occasionally overbearing and always too confident.
Jackson was the same.
Actually, so was Trace's friend, Dare, who had worked with Trace from the inception of the business.
They had typical personalities for lethally honed mercenarieshow else could they remain so successful in their efforts to help others?
Of course, Trace, Dare and Jackson were the only mercenaries she knew. And while each of them was different, they were also, in the most basic ways, the same.
They were men who smiled while squaring off with danger, men who didn't flinch when put to the test, men who, without a single second of hesitation, would protect others with their own lives.
They were good men.
They were scary men.
Most people, even without knowing of her brother's vocation, still feared him, and with good reason; Trace emanated danger and capability. To meet him was to be wary of him, and so dating had never been easy for her. Guys took one look at her brother and decided it was safer to keep their distance.
But Jackson wasn't like most guys. Because he was on a par with Trace, not much ever intimidated him. In fact, he felt at ease jesting with Trace, even taunting him on occasion with his good humor. Knowing Trace and Dare counted on him in the most dangerous situations, Jackson had promised her that his job security wouldn't be affected by their involvement.
But then, he'd also sworn that it wouldn't be awkward. Now she was on her own, and it was so excruciatingly awkward that her face continued to burn.
Unfortunately, Trace called yet again as she parked in the driveway. The phone rang four times and then went to voice mail. Alani just knew Trace would show up on her doorstep if she didn't touch base.
Hating to fib, but feeling she had no choice, she sent back a text message saying only, "I'm at the movies. I'll call you soon."
Then she turned off the phone.
After gathering the clothing bags from her trunk, she started around the walkway that led from the driveway on the side of her small but perfect house to the front door.
She drew up short at the sight of Jackson sprawled out on her porch steps, a cowboy hat on his head, mirrored sunglasses hiding his eyes.
He didn't move, and neither did she.
For half a minute she stood there frozen, unsure what to say, what to do.
He had an utterly relaxed look about him, but then, Jackson had perfected a deceptively indolent pose that hid razor-sharp reflexes and phenomenal speed.
Last night, all night, he'd been far from indolent.
Breathing fast, Alani studied him. His continued stillness suggested sleep. Even when she shifted her bags and inched closer, he didn't move.
The tall oak in her front yard offered plenty of shade, but Jackson hadn't removed the hat or the sunglasses. He was now clean-shaven. A snowy white T-shirt pulled across his wide chest and shoulders and hung looser around his taut abs.
Age had worn out his faded jeans in select places, such as at the knees, the hems and where they cupped his sex.
Even now, so tranquil, he looked.impressive.
The bombardment of awareness stiffened her knees.
Memories of touching his body, tasting his hot flesh, sent a tide of sensation through her veins. She remembered wrapping her hand around his erection, how he'd groaned all deep and rough, the insanely sexual things he'd whispered to her as suggestions and encouragement, how he'd covered her hand with his own, showing her how hard to squeeze, how fast to stroke
His total lack of inhibition had left her free to be less inhibited.
She swallowed audiblyand stared some more.
He sat with his long legs loose, one foot braced on a step, the other stretched out, his elbows back, his breathing deep and even.
Alani licked her lips and started to slowly, silently retreat.
"Don't make me chase you, darlin'."
Shock snapped her shoulders back. The big faker!
He'd been watching her watch him. Ohhhhh. "I thought you were asleep!"
"And so you figured you could rape me with your pretty eyes? Or will you deny that?"
If she had a rock close by, she'd throw it at him. Teeth set, Alani asked, "What are you doing here?"
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Enjoyed the first two in the series but this was too much...sappiness? The men speak to alani in such a condecending,coddling manner and the first third of the book is pretty much about sex. Only sex. The relationship was not realistic to me. However, I tend to prefer mystery/suspense with a side of romance so this is probably a great romance with a dash of suspense.
Review by Valerie: Give a standing ovation for this trilogy! Wow doesn't even begin to cover these three books...an outstanding job from page one of book one until the last word of book three!!! So, if you read books one and two, you KNOW that the characters will have chemistry that's sizzling but you also KNOW there will be a lot of action - this one does not disappoint! If you didn't read books one and two, then you're lucky! You get to have all the books in hand and can read one, two, three!!! Page one, sentence one starts off the story with a bang when Jackson Savor (hence, the title) wakes up next to Alani...yes, that Alani. This is the woman he has pined for, chased, dreamt about, and can't forget. She's IN his bed, naked, and he can't remember how or why or what happened to get her there. Since women are the ones targeted by traffickers, why would anyone want to bother drugging Jackson? He tells Alani that he was drugged and can't remember anything but it's way too late for that. She does NOT believe him and assumes she was just another conquest he can brag about. The more he tries to prove himself to her, the more she doubts his true intentions and what really happened that night. Characters I grew to love from the two previous books help solve the mystery with lots of unexpected twists. We're also introduced to chemistry between Arizona and Spencer that is simply off the charts! When I messaged Ms. Foster practically begging for her to write their story, she responded that she already was! How exciting for us!!!
Jackson Savor can't get the beautiful Alani Rivers out of his head, but with respect to her recent trauma and being his friend, Trace's, sister he vows to keep his distance. When Jackson wakes up in bed next to a naked Alani though, with no memory as to how he got there, all his good intentions get thrown out the window. Now he can't stop thinking about what might have happened between them and what it would be like if it happened again, but Alani wants nothing more to do with him. When they realize Jackson was drugged though, and now someone is trying to kill him, they must work together to find out who's behind it all. With the help of their friends and a mystery protector, Jackson and Alani embark on a dangerous journey to find the truth, will it be more then their budding relationship can handle though? I fell in love with Jackson's sarcastic, fun and laid back attitude in Trace if Fever, and Savor the Danger just bumped up my obsession with him! He's passionate, protective, charming, sexy and another alpha to add to the delicious list of Foster men. His southern drawl and cowboy hat *drool* definitely had me getting all hot and bothered! Jackson's whole attitude revolves around Alani, his feelings for her and her traumatic kidnapping by human traffickers; and the internal dialogue when it came to trying to figure out a woman's mind (Alani) was hilarious and added a fun element to some emotionally tense scenes. Alani was a great heroine as well, I loved her just as much as Molly (When you Dare); she was smart, a little quite and innocent but when it came to the important things in life she knew how to put her foot down and take a stand. The person she strives to be, and eventually grows into, is admirable and I don't think you could dislike this heroine even if you tried! Alani is innocents in a lot of ways though and Jackson handles all the hurdles with sensitivity and compassion. There were so many layers to his character and Foster revealed each one masterfully. Jackson and Alani's chemistry set the pages on fire and you could feel the sizzle in the air when these two got together. Pages were literally smoking in my hands when they got between the sheets! Lori Foster pens a delicious tale with mystery and suspense, action and danger, tying in events from the first novel, When You Dare, and slowly unraveling the story of Alani's traumatic abduction. Dealing with the real life issues of PTSD and human trafficking, you have no trouble connecting with the characters of the story and sympathizing with them. I was kept on the edge of my seat wondering what would happen next. Past characters arrived on page to help this duo out in more ways then one, and I loved seeing more of Dare *sigh* and Trace. Entertaining 'girl talk' between Molly, Priss and Alani had me laughing out loud and the ribbing these men give each other was priceless. The dialogue was both smart and witty. New characters were introduced as well and I cannot wait to see more of Arizona, and especially Spencer, in A Perfect Storm. Calling all romance book junkies, you need to read this series! I was glued to every page and literally devoured Savor the Danger in no time at all. Drop what you're reading and go get these books today! Savor the Danger is pure perfection! Quote: "We have to figure this out, Jackson, so leash the lust." His chin went up as he stared down at her. "Woman, you ask the impossible." "Do it anyway!"
This book is not as good as the 2 other books. I had to come back several times to try to finish it.
Its sad enough that having a BN member card does not give you discounts on Nookbooks. Now to top that off we cant receive Preordered, No Discount, PRICED books on time.
Redundant. Relentless. Unimaginative. Could be reduced from 11.25 to 3-4 hrs without losing much plot-wise (except gratuitous sex).
This third book in the Men Who Walk the Edge of Honor series begins with our drugged hero - Jackson - waking up with the woman he has wanted for a long time and no memory of how it happened. Alani began this series as a kidnapped victim of human traffickers and has managed to regain her life. Of course, she is protected by Jackson, her brother Trace, and the man who rescued her Dare. The race is on to find out who drugged Jackson and if he is the target or she is. Meanwhile, they are working on their relationship which includes lots of hot sex scenes. Good series, interesting characters, and fine romance!
Received for ReviewOverall Rating 4.00Story Rating 4.00Character Rating 4.00Supporting Animals 5.00+(It is one of the many things I love about Lori Foster is her support of animals and animal shelters)NOTE: I will admit while reading this getting very mad thinking it was the end of the story for this wonderful group of people. Then I went to Lori's website and found out book 4 is in 2012 so I am happy again!What I Loved: Can we just package up the whole group and give them one big group hug? The sense of family, friends, and strong ties that runs through this series is wonderful. The action is intense and well-balanced. The story-lines are paced really well and combine just the right amount of romance/action. The characters are all complex and incredibly loyal. The whole series was enjoyable to me!What I Liked: In this specific story, I was thrilled at how the "action" part of the story played out. It was more reminiscent of the Dare/Molly storyline, in that we weren't sure who the villain was or really who they were after. I enjoy trying to figure out those mysteries as they roll along.Complaints: NoneWhy I gave a 4.0: This was a fun summer action read with romance to die for. I think if you have liked the other books in the series you won't be disappointed in this one!
This is my third book from Lori Foster and let me just say her books are amazing! Her first book in this series blew me away, the second faltered a bit but she definitely came back strong in this one. In fact one of the only major faults I had was the cover. I know, I know, don't judge a book by it's cover. But come on! All through out the book we see how studly Jackson is and how he turns every woman's head from young to old. The guy on the cover definitely did not fit how I pictured Jackson. But let's move on to the actual story.I loved Jackson when we first met him in Trace of Fever so I was over the moon when I saw this book was focusing on him. All the ladies will be swooning over Jackson as they read this book as he's almost like your dream man. He's hot, he's lethal, he fights to protect those who can't protect themselves and he stops to save a poor kitten even with craziness going on around him. How could you not love a guy like that? There are hints that he does have a secret that he thinks will turn Alani against him but that was pretty obvious what it was but the twist on this character's personality and actions did come as a surprise.Alani was a fun character. She wasn't quite the force Molly and Pris were in the previous two books but that is quite fitting as she's young and has been very sheltered by her brother, Trace, up until the point she was kidnapped. The only thing that bothered me was she fell prey to the problem of a supposedly smart woman making stupid moves all in the name of trying to show no man is the boss of her. I really don't get why these women sometimes feel the need to shoot themselves in the foot to try and prove their independence. Still I did enjoy her character.One of my favorite parts was watching the interplay between Alani and Jackson and Trace and Dare as they all learn how to deal with the awkwardness of Jackson bedding his boss's sister. Trace and Jackson are so similar that it's funny trying to see Trace be all disapproving over the relationship and realizing that his baby sister has grown up.It's hard for me to say if this one was my favorite or if Dare's story was my favorite but either way this is definitely a series to pick up!
No one does romantic suspense better than Lori Foster. This one will curl your toes, seriously. I thought I would take this one to the beach and maybe read a few chapters. I ended up finding shade just so I could finish it. Even with the ocean breeze I was hot. I didn't read the first two in the series, but that in no way ruined this one since it was easy to pick up on Alani and her world and how it collides with Jackson Savor. The story picks up on the sex trade and the evil behind it which is not an easy subject to take on, but Foster does an excellent job with something so unsavory.Jackson is a man who can handle everything from romance to kicking butt and he meets his match in Alani. Ok, so he has a thing for strays, especially cats, but I can forgive this hunk almost anything. Alani is just as tough but has a terrible backstory and really needs the love and support she receives from Jackson even though he doesn't realize that the relationship is what his life is lacking. Rather than a true suspense, this one reads more like a mystery with a lot of heart stopping moments and some seriously hot romance. I need to go back and get the rest of the series.
I really liked this one. Jackson is a laid back alpha male type guy that you just can't help but like. Alani has been through hell and is a bit timid but she musters through with grit and loyaltly which is admirable. I am interested in both Arizona and Spencer who will be featured in the next installment coming sometime in 2012. I do hope Alani is preggo cuz I think that would just be cute and I think they are the best couple so far introduced to be the 1st to go down that road. I would definitly recommend this book it was cute and well paced. Oh and Jackson did have some hot parts that added some steam ;)
I really enjoyed this book. Jackson was fun and sexy when he was introduced to us in Trace of Danger and his story really gave us his best. I think all the fans of the series wanted to see Alani find herself and overcome the tragedy that happened to her and I, for one, was not disappointed. I think the author kept the leads true to themselves and it created a fun and romantic story. This book offers enough backstory for any reader to jump in here, but I recommend you start at the beginning of the series so you don't deny yourself the pleasure of great characters and a fun and interesting storyline.
Another reason to keep Lori Foster on my favorite writer of all time pedestal.
One thing i really appreciate about lori foster's writing is she dosnt waste a page and a half describing a room or building or the scenery. She just writes the story. Cant tell u how books i gave up on because of the unnecssessary flowery words that add nothing to the story. Just great writing new authors could take a lesson from her
I loved this book so much. This is the 3rd book in the series. I love all the characters in this story and it made me wish I had a big brother that would take care of me in the same way that Trace looked after Alani. This is suck a great love story. It didn't take the conventional route since Jackson didn't remember their first night together but they make their way anyway. This book is filled with danger,intrigue, mystery and a few shocks that made me gasp out loud. It's also filled with tender moments and left me begging for Arizona's story. Definitely a must read.
I love this series. It's fun. Although I feel like a lot of the plots are similar I enjoy the characters and especially the Alpha males. So far Jackson has been my favorite. Yum.