Cindy Dees - Her Mission With A Seal

Their mission: deliver a ruthless spy to justice

But can they outlast a storm as dangerous as their target?

Tracking an elusive Russian operative, CIA agent Nissa Beck has no choice but to ask for help as a hurricane descends on New Orleans. She turns to alpha navy SEAL Cole Perriman. Used to conquering impossible odds, now he must protect beautiful Nissa. But as unstoppable storms and passions rage, there’s more at stake for them than survival.

New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author CINDY DEES is the author of more than fifty novels. She draws upon her experience as a US Air Force pilot to write romantic suspense. She’s a two-time winner of the prestigious RITA® Award for romance fiction, a two-time winner of the RT Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Award for Romantic Suspense and an RT Book Reviews Career Achievement Best Author Award nominee. She loves to hear from readers at www.cindydees.com.

Her Mission with a SEAL

Cindy Dees

www.millsandboon.co.uk

ISBN: 978-1-474-07862-7

HER MISSION WITH A SEAL

© 2018 Cynthia Dees

Published in Great Britain 2018

by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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“Grab the ladder!” someone shouted faintly.

Nissa grabbed it with both hands and wrapped her legs around the rope, hanging on with superhuman strength she didn’t know she possessed. God bless adrenaline.

A big green shape came up the ladder. It didn’t stop at her feet, though. It moved up behind her until the SEAL’s head was at her waist.

“Keep going!” Cole shouted.

Not. A. Chance.

No way was she letting go of the rope to keep climbing.

He climbed until his head was level with hers, his body spooning hers, his longer arms grasping the rope ladder around her slender frame. Warmth from his body penetrated the back of her wet suit as he plastered his entire body against hers.

“One foot. Just put your right foot up one rung for me,” he shouted into her ear as another huge gust of wind buffeted them. “It’ll be calmer on the deck of the ship.” His breath was warm against her exposed cheek. He felt alive. Vital. Real in the midst of this unreal nightmare.

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Dear Reader,

I’m super excited to finally give you Commander Cole “Frosty” Perriman’s story! You’ve waited through a bunch of books for him to get his very own happily-ever-after, and you’ve totally earned this one.

Nissa Beck is a CIA psychological operations officer, and the only woman I can imagine giving Cole a run for his money. But can she break through his icy reserve to find the passion lurking beneath? I don’t envy her the task...

And may I take this moment to apologize for the opening scene? It positively gave me the shivers to write. You might want to get a few bland crackers and nibble on them as you start this book. I recommend a hot beverage of your choice, too. And maybe a cozy chair next to a warm fire. Oh, and a blanket. There. Now we’re all ready to settle in and enjoy the wild ride as Cole and Nissa chase down one of the most dangerous men in the world and dare to love each other.

Happy reading!

Cindy

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Author Bio

Title Page

Copyright

Introduction

Dear Reader

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Extract

Chapter 1

Nissa Beck had done some crazy things in her life, but sailing into the teeth of a rapidly intensifying hurricane in a tiny dinghy—in the dark—with a trio of Navy SEALs was right up there on the stupid scale. They’d actually strapped her into the boat so she wouldn’t get tossed out as their craft went nearly vertical climbing the wave faces towering overhead and then plunged nearly vertically down the waves crashing into black troughs of icy seawater.

Throat-paralyzing terror was the only reason she hadn’t screamed herself hoarse already. The horror of being out here at the mercy of the wildly tossing ocean was indescribable. As was the sheer size of the waves. They were small mountains. Literally. Except for the ones that periodically collapsed on top of them, burying them in frigid seawater for endless seconds until they popped back up to the surface and could breathe again. In short, it was a living nightmare.

She’d swallowed more seawater than she could fathom and thrown most of it back up along with the last meal she’d consumed three hours ago. A lifetime away in a safe place. On land. Not in the path of Hurricane Jessamine.

But her target had fled the United States and was out here somewhere in the Gulf of Mexico making his getaway on a container ship call the Anna Belle. The ship wasn’t one of the super giants, just a relatively small cargo ship. The manifest said she sailed with a crew of twenty, was loaded with wheat below decks and carried 120 containers stacked above decks.