THE PATTELS (HAWK & RAVEN)                BOOK 1 IN THE PATTEL SERIES                                               AVAILABLE 4/30/18      EXCERPT:   Raven cautiously gazed up at Hawk when the door opened. Anything she had time to put together between the short walk from the elevator to now went completely out the window.   Her mind drew a blank when she saw him standing in the doorway with his shirt unbuttoned looking like an entire snack. The man’s body was insane. Unable to look away, her eyes immediately got distracted by the visible strip of hard muscle she was allowed a much too brief peek of.  “Raven.” Hawk bent his head and lowered his eyes to get her attention. “Hey.”  “Huh?” Raven gulped and tried to unscramble her brain. “Oh. Uh.”  Geezus, Raven! Really? How many more times do you want to embarrass yourself tonight?  Managing a ghost of a smile, she tried again. “Hi.”  Hawk’s expression remained unchanged. “Was there something else you needed?”  Raven swallowed. “I… I think we need to talk.”  Hawk slowly shook his head. “I think we already said everything we needed to say.”  Raven blinked at him a few times before glancing at Danny then back to Hawk. “Okay fine, there’s something I need to say. In private.”  She waited, but Hawk didn’t move. For a moment she wondered if he would allow her to come in.   Hawk folded his arms. “Are you sure? Because once I send Danny away he’s not coming back until I decide to call him.”  Raven held her small purse in a death grip, but did not look away from him. “I’m sure.”  Hawk studied her closely until he found whatever it was he was searching for in her eyes. Then and only then did he step back and open the door. “Come in.”  Said the spider to the fly, Raven said to herself as she walked into the condo.   While Hawk spoke to his driver in low tones, Raven headed towards the living room, but she only made it a couple steps when Hawk called her name.  Raven turned with an expectant expression. “Yes?”  “Wait for me in the bedroom.” He nodded his head in the direction she needed to go. “Last room at the end of the hall.”  Raven’s feet felt like they were planted in cement. Had she heard him right? Did he actually just order her to his bedroom like some random chick he brought home from his nightclub?  “I, um, thought we could talk. First.”  “No. We’ve done enough talking. Last room at the end of the hallway,” Hawk repeated before turning back to Danny.  Raven felt her face burn hot. Who did he think he was to treat her like this? Instinctively, she prepared to curse him out and leave but then she realized…he already gave her the choice to walk away. It was her decision to come back. He was letting her know this was only happening if they played by his rules and his rules only. The question remaining was could she go along with that.  Hawk closed the door and stared at her. He waited in silence. The ball was in her court.   Swallowing hard, Raven forced herself to move, putting one foot in front of the other. Now that Danny had been dismissed, it was too late to turn back. Besides, if she were being honest with herself, this was what she wanted, at least for the night. As she continued walking, Raven felt Hawk’s gaze on her until she disappeared from his sight.  Once she got to his bedroom, she glanced around the dimly lit area. Distinctively masculine, it was subtly spiced with a gray and cream color scheme that looked like it had jumped off the pages of a magazine. Although minimalistic, the pieces of furniture in the room were bold and dark. Like Hawk, himself.   Raven touched the intricately carved dresser. The room was beautiful, but almost too perfect. It looked unlived in with no personal touches. While it was obvious Hawk didn’t spend much time there, Raven would bet her life she wasn’t the first woman he brought home. She looked at the bed. Shaking her head, she backed away. This was a mistake. She couldn’t do this.  But just as she turned around to leave, Raven saw Hawk leaning in the doorway with his arms folded watching her.   She jumped in surprise. “You scared me. How long have you been standing there?”  “Long enough to know that you’ve succeeded in talking yourself out of staying.”  “That’s not true.” Raven cringed. She had no idea why she was lying.  “Good. Take off your dress.”  “Wait. Before we…start, I think we should get a few things out...out in the…the, uh …open...” Her voice trailed off when Hawk shook his head and brought his finger up to his lips to silence her.  “How ‘bout we not.”  “Hawk–”  He swiped an impatient hand over his face. “Jesus, you are one stubborn woman.”  “No, I just think–”  “Raven, before you finish that thought let me tell you a quick story, alright?”  “Okay,” Raven answered with caution.  “I went out with this artist a few times. Very talented woman.”  “I’m sure she was,” Raven muttered under her breath. She could only imagine where the woman’s ‘talent’ might lie.  Hawk bit back a smile before continuing. “Sometimes I’d watch her paint. I noticed she always squinted when she worked. When I asked her why she did that, she said it helped her focus on what she was painting and block out any outside distractions. Does that make sense?”  “I guess,” Raven said slowly. “What does this ex-girlfriend have to do with me?”  “The point I’m tryin’ to get across is that’s what I want you to do. Block out everything, including any misgivings you might be having right now and focus on the here and now. Think you can do that?”  “I’ll…try, but–”  “No buts, Rae. Don’t think. Just feel.” He repeated what he told her several times already. “It’s that simple. If it gets to be too much and you want me to stop, that’s all you have to say.”  “That’s it. If tell you to stop, you will.”  “Yes. Will you do as I ask without questioning every little thing?”  Several moments passed before Raven nodded. “I’ll try.”  “Good.” He nodded towards her dress. “Now, take it off.”  Raven’s heart accelerated to an absurdly fast pace. Before she realized it, she started slipping the buttons on her dress free.  “Slowly,” Hawk instructed in a deep voice.  An involuntary shiver ran through Raven’s body as she took her time and did as he asked.  “Look at me while you undress for me, Rae,” Hawk ordered in a seductive whisper. “That’s it.”  Raven swallowed hard. Why was she so nervous? She was a grown woman. The quicker she got this over with the sooner she could get him out of your system.  Taking a deep breath, she kept her eyes on him as she worked her way down to the last button. While doing so, she had to admit, she never thought of herself as a tempting vixen or anything, but the way Hawk slowly licked his lips and kept his attention trained on her gave her a burst of power she never felt before.   Raven had never been wanted by a man like Hawk Pattel. The high it gave her was like nothing she’d ever experienced. In that moment, she made up her mind and decided that she would enjoy every single minute of whatever it was he planned to do.  The Pattels (Hawk &Raven) by S.K. Hardy Available 4/30/18

                         

     THE PATTELS (HAWK & RAVEN)

              BOOK 1 IN THE PATTEL SERIES

                                             AVAILABLE 4/30/18

 

EXCERPT:

Raven cautiously gazed up at Hawk when the door opened. Anything she had time to put together between the short walk from the elevator to now went completely out the window. 

Her mind drew a blank when she saw him standing in the doorway with his shirt unbuttoned looking like an entire snack. The man’s body was insane. Unable to look away, her eyes immediately got distracted by the visible strip of hard muscle she was allowed a much too brief peek of.

“Raven.” Hawk bent his head and lowered his eyes to get her attention. “Hey.”

“Huh?” Raven gulped and tried to unscramble her brain. “Oh. Uh.”

Geezus, Raven! Really? How many more times do you want to embarrass yourself tonight?

Managing a ghost of a smile, she tried again. “Hi.”

Hawk’s expression remained unchanged. “Was there something else you needed?”

Raven swallowed. “I… I think we need to talk.”

Hawk slowly shook his head. “I think we already said everything we needed to say.”

Raven blinked at him a few times before glancing at Danny then back to Hawk. “Okay fine, there’s something I need to say. In private.”

She waited, but Hawk didn’t move. For a moment she wondered if he would allow her to come in. 

Hawk folded his arms. “Are you sure? Because once I send Danny away he’s not coming back until I decide to call him.”

Raven held her small purse in a death grip, but did not look away from him. “I’m sure.”

Hawk studied her closely until he found whatever it was he was searching for in her eyes. Then and only then did he step back and open the door. “Come in.”

Said the spider to the fly, Raven said to herself as she walked into the condo. 

While Hawk spoke to his driver in low tones, Raven headed towards the living room, but she only made it a couple steps when Hawk called her name.

Raven turned with an expectant expression. “Yes?”

“Wait for me in the bedroom.” He nodded his head in the direction she needed to go. “Last room at the end of the hall.”

Raven’s feet felt like they were planted in cement. Had she heard him right? Did he actually just order her to his bedroom like some random chick he brought home from his nightclub?

“I, um, thought we could talk. First.”

“No. We’ve done enough talking. Last room at the end of the hallway,” Hawk repeated before turning back to Danny.

Raven felt her face burn hot. Who did he think he was to treat her like this? Instinctively, she prepared to curse him out and leave but then she realized…he already gave her the choice to walk away. It was her decision to come back. He was letting her know this was only happening if they played by his rules and his rules only. The question remaining was could she go along with that.

Hawk closed the door and stared at her. He waited in silence. The ball was in her court. 

Swallowing hard, Raven forced herself to move, putting one foot in front of the other. Now that Danny had been dismissed, it was too late to turn back. Besides, if she were being honest with herself, this was what she wanted, at least for the night. As she continued walking, Raven felt Hawk’s gaze on her until she disappeared from his sight.

Once she got to his bedroom, she glanced around the dimly lit area. Distinctively masculine, it was subtly spiced with a gray and cream color scheme that looked like it had jumped off the pages of a magazine. Although minimalistic, the pieces of furniture in the room were bold and dark. Like Hawk, himself. 

Raven touched the intricately carved dresser. The room was beautiful, but almost too perfect. It looked unlived in with no personal touches. While it was obvious Hawk didn’t spend much time there, Raven would bet her life she wasn’t the first woman he brought home. She looked at the bed. Shaking her head, she backed away. This was a mistake. She couldn’t do this.

But just as she turned around to leave, Raven saw Hawk leaning in the doorway with his arms folded watching her. 

She jumped in surprise. “You scared me. How long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to know that you’ve succeeded in talking yourself out of staying.”

“That’s not true.” Raven cringed. She had no idea why she was lying.

“Good. Take off your dress.”

“Wait. Before we…start, I think we should get a few things out...out in the…the, uh …open...” Her voice trailed off when Hawk shook his head and brought his finger up to his lips to silence her.

“How ‘bout we not.”

“Hawk–”

He swiped an impatient hand over his face. “Jesus, you are one stubborn woman.”

“No, I just think–”

“Raven, before you finish that thought let me tell you a quick story, alright?”

“Okay,” Raven answered with caution.

“I went out with this artist a few times. Very talented woman.”

“I’m sure she was,” Raven muttered under her breath. She could only imagine where the woman’s ‘talent’ might lie.

Hawk bit back a smile before continuing. “Sometimes I’d watch her paint. I noticed she always squinted when she worked. When I asked her why she did that, she said it helped her focus on what she was painting and block out any outside distractions. Does that make sense?”

“I guess,” Raven said slowly. “What does this ex-girlfriend have to do with me?”

“The point I’m tryin’ to get across is that’s what I want you to do. Block out everything, including any misgivings you might be having right now and focus on the here and now. Think you can do that?”

“I’ll…try, but–”

“No buts, Rae. Don’t think. Just feel.” He repeated what he told her several times already. “It’s that simple. If it gets to be too much and you want me to stop, that’s all you have to say.”

“That’s it. If tell you to stop, you will.”

“Yes. Will you do as I ask without questioning every little thing?”

Several moments passed before Raven nodded. “I’ll try.”

“Good.” He nodded towards her dress. “Now, take it off.”

Raven’s heart accelerated to an absurdly fast pace. Before she realized it, she started slipping the buttons on her dress free.

“Slowly,” Hawk instructed in a deep voice.

An involuntary shiver ran through Raven’s body as she took her time and did as he asked.

“Look at me while you undress for me, Rae,” Hawk ordered in a seductive whisper. “That’s it.”

Raven swallowed hard. Why was she so nervous? She was a grown woman. The quicker she got this over with the sooner she could get him out of your system.

Taking a deep breath, she kept her eyes on him as she worked her way down to the last button. While doing so, she had to admit, she never thought of herself as a tempting vixen or anything, but the way Hawk slowly licked his lips and kept his attention trained on her gave her a burst of power she never felt before. 

Raven had never been wanted by a man like Hawk Pattel. The high it gave her was like nothing she’d ever experienced. In that moment, she made up her mind and decided that she would enjoy every single minute of whatever it was he planned to do.

The Pattels (Hawk &Raven) by S.K. Hardy
Available 4/30/18

THE PATTELS (Hawk & Raven)

Book 1 in The Pattels Series will be Available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble on April 30th. 

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EXCERPT:

“Okay, Raven, that’s enough,” her mother said. “You’re not in a courtroom right now so you don’t get to judge. Yes, Angel and Nikki may have been raised differently–”

“That’s an understatement if I ever heard one,” Raven snorted.

“But they are exactly what the other needs,” her mother continued. “You should know by now that life isn’t a fairy tale. Your prince may not come in the package that you dream he will. You could be missing out on the love of your life because you refuse to look beneath the surface of what someone presents to you, and that, my dear would be an absolute shame.”

“I couldn’t have said it better myself.”

Raven stiffened in her chair when she heard the unmistakable sound of Angel’s voice behind her seconds before she saw him walk up to the table. He was casually dressed in a pair of off white slacks, brown leather loafers, and a baby blue button down shirt he’d left untucked. The only jewelry he wore was his gold diamond studded wedding ring and an expensive watch that she was sure cost more than her yearly salary.

As her mother put it, it was part of her job to ‘look beneath the surface’ of people and Angelo LaCroix was just as foul and corrupt as they came. Raven knew for a fact that he was in the crosshairs of every major law enforcement agency in the country, including the FBI and the DEA. And he knew that she knew. No one had ever been able to touch him, which was a nod to his savvy, intelligence, self-preservation, and plain old luck.

Thus far, he’d avoided getting caught but with the kind of intense heat he faced every day, it wouldn’t last. It was only a matter of time before his luck ran out. When that happened, Raven wanted her sister and nephew as far away from the fallout as possible.

Biting back an irritated sigh, she remembered the talk she’d had with herself on the plane ride over. Because it was A.J.’s birthday, she would be civil with Angel if it killed her. She refused to ruin this day for her nephew or cause Nikki undue stress. She’d be leaving tomorrow. She could do this.

“Hello, Angel.”

“Raven.”

She clenched her teeth and forced herself to remain calm. Even though he’d only said her name, he’d uttered it with an intentionally mocking tone, no doubt designed to get under her skin. But not today. She wouldn’t let him.

Breaking eye contact, she stabbed a piece of fruit with her fork and brought it to her mouth. The party would be starting soon. She doubted if they’d even be around one another for the rest of her visit, which would make things a lot easier.

Watching him lean down to kiss her mother on the cheek, Raven rolled her eyes at the way her mother preened under his attention. Ughhh!

“So how was your trip, Raven?” Angel asked.

“It was fine, thank you.”

“And when are you leaving?”

Raven paused in the act of bringing another piece of fruit to her mouth. She didn’t want to be under the same roof as him any more than he wanted her there.

“Tomorrow,” she answered in a short growl.

“Pity you couldn’t have come earlier. Your parents have been here for a week now. It would’ve been nice if you’d made more time to visit with them.”

“I was telling her the same thing. She works entirely too hard,” her mother added.

“I wouldn’t have to work so hard if there weren’t so many criminals on the street. But it’ll be worth it. Before I’m done, they’ll all be exactly where they belong–locked up behind bars for the rest of their natural lives.” Her look told Angel she included him in that group.

“Good luck with that. From what I heard, you suffered quite a blow in the courtroom with Frank Giuliani a couple of weeks ago. Giuliani is small time. If you can’t manage to put him away, what makes you think you have a shot at getting to those at the top?”

Raven carefully placed her fork down on the plate and wiped her mouth with the linen napkin. “You don’t have to believe me. Just watch me work.”

“Oh, I will. Count on that.”

Ignoring her mother, who watched them through anxious eyes, Raven returned Angel’s stare without flinching. The tension in the room grew thick. Neither had to be specific about what they actually meant. The gauntlet had been thrown down between them years ago and as a result, they both knew where they stood with one another.

THE PATTELS  (Hawk & Raven)
4/30/18

THE PATTELS (HAWK & RAVEN)

BOOK 1 IN THE PATTEL SERIES

AVAILABLE 4/30/18