Out of Line
Series-Box Set- by Jen McLaughlin
July 2014
BOOK BLURB:
All three OUT OF LINE books in one
volume.
PLUS two bonus scenes AND the
original ending to OUT OF TIME!
OUT OF LINE
I always follow orders. My job, my
life, depends on it. I thought this job would be easy, all the rules were made
crystal clear, but when I met Carrie Wallington, everything got muddy. She's a
rule I know I shouldn't break, but damn if I don't inch closer to the breaking
point each time I see her. I'm ready to step out of line. And even worse? I'm
living a lie. They say the truth will set you free, but in my case...
The truth will cost me everything.
OUT OF TIME
Being Carrie's bodyguard was one
thing. Being her boyfriend is another. Every day she's mine is a day the sun
shines in my life. Yet our time together is running out. Her father will never
think a tattooed Marine will be good enough, so I'll do whatever it takes to be
worthy of her love. But the road will take me away from the girl who makes me
feel alive--the girl I can't live without.
Time only gets us so far...
OUT OF MIND
All I wanted was to be worthy of
Carrie. One mission, just one, and I’d be able to give her the future she
deserved. Then everything went wrong, leaving me tainted and broken. Carrie
wants me to be who I was, but all that’s left is what they made of me. I’m no
good for her. No good for anyone like this. I have to figure out how to move
forward. Alone.
Sometimes love isn’t enough…
OUT OF LINE - EXCERPT TWO:
When she leaned in close to me
like that, I gripped my thighs. I felt ridiculously out of place right now. I
was in a pair of board shorts, pretending to be a carefree surfer dude so that
my overprotective, needs- therapy boss could “rest easily” while his perfectly
capable daughter attended college. I didn’t even have my gun on me. And to top it off? Carrie was a cute little thing who
was looking at me as if she wanted nothing more than to crawl all over me.
I needed to get close to her, but
not that close. Even if I wanted to.
Her soft red hair reminded me of
Scarlett Johansson as Black Widow. I had always had a thing for her—what kind
of hot-blooded American man hadn’t at one point or another? I especially liked
her when she carried a kick-ass gun and wore black spandex and boots. It wasn’t
a far stretch of my imagination to picture Carrie in Scarlett’s getup. Her
short skirt left little to the imagination, and I wanted her. Bad.
I’d never had such an instant
attraction to someone before. The type that demanded I find a way to get her in
my arms, naked and writhing, before the end of the month, but I couldn’t have
her. I forced myself to picture Senator Wallington’s face instead of Carrie’s.
That should help. “I think you look like a good girl who wants to try her hand
at being a bad girl.”
“Maybe.” She shrugged. “But maybe
not. You don’t know anything about me.”
Ah, but I did. I had her file
memorized. And I’d been watching her from the shadows all night long. I also
knew enough about her to know she hadn’t been drinking tonight. Knew enough to
know the real reason she wasn’t inside was because she hated crowds. She hadn’t
been to any real parties until now. And I knew her father was controlling
enough to send an undercover agent to watch his nineteen-year-old daughter
fumble her way through freshman year.
One thing I knew about repressed
girls who went away to college: They went all Girls Gone Wild on crack as soon as they got even the slightest
taste of freedom.
The girl was looking for trouble
with a capital T. Even I could see that.
She licked her plump, red lips and
met my eyes. “So, you going to your room or staying out here with me?”
Oh yeah. Trouble indeed. I shifted
in my seat. The girl had no idea what kind of attention she was welcoming. She
might only be a couple of years younger than me, but even so, she had off limits stamped across her forehead.
I forced a lighthearted laugh. Something I suspected a California boy would do.
Hell, something I’d once done. “I
don’t really live here. I was fucking with you.”
“Oh.” Her brow furrowed. “Which
dorm do you live in?”
“None.” I grinned at her, even
though my cheeks hurt from smiling so damned much. “I don’t even go here. I’m
just a surfer who lives nearby. Can’t afford the fancy education.”
That much had once been true, at
least. When I’d been eighteen, I couldn’t afford the tuition. That’s why I had
enlisted in the Marines. My plan had been to use the GI Bill to earn my degree,
but I hadn’t gotten to that point in my life yet. As it was, I had shadowed my
father’s footsteps and joined the Marine reserves fresh outta high school. I
had been ooh- rah’ing it for five years now and had attained the rank of
sergeant. On top of that, I held the title of “assistant private security officer”
with the senator’s security team.
I could afford to go to college
now, but I was too busy. And now I was here in California. I’d been picked for
this assignment since, as the youngest employee at twenty-three, I was the most
likely candidate to blend into a college campus.
And if I managed to keep Carrie
out of trouble, I would return to
work minus the “assistant” in my
title—and a spike in my pay. But first I had to get close enough to her to be
able to be in her company, but not so close that she wanted me even closer.
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OUT OF TIME (Book #2)
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OUT OF MIND (Book #3)
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Author
Information
Jen
McLaughlin is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of sexy New
Adult books. Under her pen name Diane Alberts, she is a multi-published,
bestselling author of Contemporary Romance with Entangled Publishing. Her first
release as Jen McLaughlin, Out of Line, released September 6 2013, and hit the
New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal lists. She was mentioned in
Forbes alongside E. L. James as one of the breakout independent authors to
dominate the bestselling lists. She is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent
Agency.
Though
she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot,
sunny beach with crystal-clear water. Though she lives in the mountains, she
really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal-clear
water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a
schnauzer mutt, and a cat. Her goal is to write so many well-crafted romance
books that even a non-romance reader will know her name.
Website: http://dianealberts.com/
Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/DianeAlberts6
Twitter: https://twitter.com/DianeAlberts
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