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Betty Dawsey knows that breaking things off with Thom Lange is for the best. He’s nice, but boring, and their relationship has lost its spark. But steady and predictable Thom, suddenly doesn’t seem so steady and predictable when their condo explodes and she’s kidnapped by a couple of crazies claiming that Thom isn’t who he says he is.

Thom is having a hellish week. Not only is he hunting a double agent, but his fiancé dumped him, and thanks to his undercover life, she’s been kidnapped.

Turns out Thom is Operative Thom and he’s got more than a few secrets to share with Betty if he’s going to keep her alive. With both their lives on the line, their lackluster connection is suddenly replaced by an intense one. But in his line of work, feelings aren’t wanted or desired. Because feelings can be a lethal distraction.

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT: Lies

Kylie Scott

Expected Release Date: 21 July 2019

If you’re in the mood for a fast paced, action-packed page-turner, look no further! Kylie Scott’s most thrilling romance to date releases next week, and if you loved the 90s film True Lies as much as I did, you will LOVE this story. We meet the heroine as she is about to leave her fiancée, but suddenly their condo explodes, she ends up kidnapped, and then discovers that her nice, but oh-so boring fiancée has not only been leading a double life, but that he is not at all the man she believed him to be. Enjoy an AWESOME sneak peek…

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Excerpt

“It wasn’t all a lie, you know.”

“Honestly?” I arched my eyebrows. “What part of it was real?

“I wasn’t lying when I said I love you.”

I laughed. Maybe I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help. “Well that’s ironic. Because that was the one thing you said to me that I didn’t believe.”

“Why not?” He scowls. “There was intimacy. We had sex.”

At this, I scoff. It must be done.

“What?”

“Our sex life was not amazing.”

It takes him a moment to respond. “The average cohabitating couple has sex approximately fifty-one times a year. When you deduct time spent away due to work, we met the average.”

“We met the average? Huh,” I say. “How I aspire to always meet the average, it’s my life goal, really.”

“Bring on the sarcasm, what a surprise.”

“Oh, yeah? How’s this for sarcastic, Thom? More often than not the sex sucked—and not in the good way.” So there. “I bought lingerie and read all of the stupid articles about tips for the bedroom. I tried to keep things interesting.”

His fingers tighten around the steering wheel. “Most women don’t manage to climax every time they have intercourse with their partners. I’m sorry, but I had to maintain the median…the illusion of us being a normal couple.”

I just blink.

“It’s a well-known fact. Studies show that—”

“Wait a minute,” I say, my brain on fire. “Are you actually saying you researched the average relationship, worked out how often we should be having sex, and then only occasionally bothered to give me an orgasm when it suited your purposes?”

“Not my purposes. Your purposes. I was trying to give you the relationship you wanted. Something safe. Normal.”

“Give me your gun.” I hold out my hand. “I’m going to shoot you .”

“Betty—”

“Give me your gun.”

“I’m not going to let you shoot me. Calm down.”

“I don’t want to calm down.” So. Much. Rage. “Not only was the relationship fake, but you deliberately gave me bad sex! You’re a monster.”