Bodyguard, the highly anticipated new standalone from New York Times bestselling author CD Reiss is available NOW!
Bodyguard by CD Reiss
Release Date: November 14th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Protecting a celebrity in Hollywood isn’t easy, but protecting Emily could break his heart.
As a world-class dancer at the height of her career, Emily enjoys all the perks of fame—the parties, the glamour, the tours—but they’ve also attracted the attention of a dangerous ex-boyfriend hell-bent on getting her back.
Enter Carter Kincaid, a bodyguard so crushingly sexy he takes her breath away.
Carter’s the best in the business, and Emily is—professionally speaking—off-limits. But when it comes to stirring his desires, she’s making all the right moves. What’s happening between them is so hot it could get both of them burned. As Emily’s past gets closer, Carter is willing to break every rule of the job to save her. But letting Emily into his life also means letting her in on the secrets of his own past. For these two, falling in love could be the greatest risk of all.
“Are we going to have another ‘about last night’ conversation?” I asked.
“If you want to.”
What did I want to say? Everything. but mostly, I wanted to tell him how much I liked kissing him and how conflicted I was. I wanted to demand answers immediately and give him space at the same time.
All the words tried to jump forward, but when he stopped at a light, our eyes met in the rearview. The words landed in a tangle, unsaid.
He tapped the steering wheel when he turned it, using both hands for the first time since I’d gotten in.
“Hey,” I said.
“Yeah?” He briefly looked at me in the mirror.
“What happened to your hand?”
“Burn.” he brushed his left hand over the bandage at the top of his palm, right where you’d burn it if you were picking up a hot pot handle. He caught my eye in the rearview again.
I didn’t know if I believed him.
“What were you cooking?”
“And you still went to get a Danish?”
He rubbed his upper lip with his left hand and tapped the wheel with the bandaged one.
“I burned my eggs.”
Right. Hot pot. Burned hand. Smoke-filled kitchen.
“You know what’s funny?” I said.
“The Three Stooges.”
“I don’t know anything about you. You could live in your mother’s basement.”
“That’s just where I bury the bodies.”
Blatant avoidance. It had been cute before; now it was getting on my nerves.
“Are you married?”
He could have been lying, buy lying liars always lied. There wasn’t a thing I could do about that except make sure I asked.
Something was wrong. We’d kissed twice, and twice he’d shut down. I should have been the one shutting down. I was the one with all the ex-boyfriend baggage. Why was I the one who was always so willing?
But there he was in the front seat, driving with both hands on the wheel, glancing at me once in a while to make sure I wasn’t choking on my tongue in the back seat. Discomfort radiated out of him.
Here I was with my hands in my lap thinking about ways to kiss him again.
He pulled into the little lot and wedged into a space. He turned off the car, popped his seat belt, and stared at the wheel for a split second too long. I was about to open the car door myself when he turned all the way around, arm over the back of his seat, bandaged hand on the back of the passenger side.
“Kissing you…” He stopped and looked at my lips so intensely I folded them back and bit them. “You’re dangerous. I can’t even see your lips, but I can taste them. I couldn’t brush the taste of you out of my mouth this morning. Right now. The honey. I can taste it but not enough. I want to kiss you again, and I can’t. I lose my shit around you. I can’t do it. My job is control. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
My jaw loosened, and I let my lips go.
“No, I don’t. I’ve met bodyguards before. You’re a stoic bunch, but you’re not all celibate. And if you think this is easy for me, you’re wrong. I’m afraid too. I’m afraid you’re going to get hurt because of me. last night…” I put my fingertips to my lips as if that would keep the choking sob from coming. I kept it back. “Last night he showed me he’s back, and if he’ll hurt me, he’ll hurt you.”
If I thought seats would be a barrier between us, I was wrong. He launched himself between them and placed his lips on mine. Our third kiss was unexpected, uncomfortable with him stretched between front and back. I wove my fingers in his hair, giving him my mouth, and taking his.
I wanted that kiss to tell him it was all right. He could lose control. He could bemore than a protector. He was as safe with me as I was with him. But I couldn’t without lying to both of us.
He yanked his lips away.
“Trust me.” He leaned his forehead against mine.
* A review copy was provided by the author/publisher via Netgalley in exchange for an honest review *
~ 5 Tiny Dancer Stars ~
Bodyguard is the second book in CD Reiss’s Hollywood A List Series. These books are complete standalone novels and don’t have to be read in any order.
This book has to be my favorite so far. As much as I enjoyed Bombshell (Book 1) Bodyguard just sucked me in and didn’t let go. This book was the perfect mix of romance, suspense, drama, steam. Nothing overpowered the story so it was an easy read that will sweep you away.
This book is fairly predictable, but there was enough suspense and questions raised throughout the story to keep my attention and had me turning the pages as fast as I could. It is told in Dual POV and is a complete story with NO cliffhanger. I have to say that I am really liking this side of this authors writing. These books are so different from her other work…I say this is the easier side of her writing. The stories are entertaining but won’t take anyone out of their comfort zone.
What I have loved the most from this series of books, is that she has given us interesting and relatable characters. And the storylines are also something people can connect with. Especially this one, you’ll understand more as secrets are revealed in this story as to why I think many will connect with this story. I felt the pace and flow of this story was perfect. Nothing was rushed and it wasn’t lacking for anything. This is the type of book that is perfect for that afternoon escape!!!
In the Bodyguard we are introduced to Emily and Carter. Emily is a professional choreographer for her life long friend Darlene. Emily used to be like Darlene until an injury put her on the sidelines. What Emily wasn’t expecting was to have a stalker who wouldn’t take NO for an answer. Said stalker being an ex boyfriend. In comes Carter….Carter is a bodyguard who normally tails Darlene, but when things start happening to Emily, Darlene puts Carter in charge of covering her friend. Which in turn causes a conflict of interest since Carter is attracted to Emily and doesn’t feel he can do the job to his ability. Will Emily and Carter cross that line?? How will Carter handle being her bodyguard?? What happens when Emily learns all of Carters secrets?? Find out all of these answers and so much more by reading this book.
I would recommend this book to everyone. I think it has a little bit of everything so many will enjoy this book. I truly hope she continues to write books in this series.
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About the Author
CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up she’s at the well hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.