He's an international spy. She accidentally becomes his asset.
Every Tuesday, my best friend and I get together to watch spy movies, and I dream of a secret agent sweeping me off my feet.
Imagine my surprise when a) one actually does, b) I don't realize he's a spy (even though "secret" is in the job title, so I should've seen that coming), and c) his mission is to protect me.
For the record: I don't need protecting. But if I did, Jace would be my top pick. I have more fun and feel more connected during the 10 minutes when he's rescuing me from a blind date than I've had in the past several years of dating combined. Add a helicopter, a black-tie gala, and a motorcycle chase, and even though I'm reluctant to date anyone, I'm ready to let him protect me anytime.
Yet, my (considerable) reluctance to date is nothing compared to Jace's. He has a rule not to date anyone until he is no longer a covert intelligence operative. Something about it being a bad idea to mix love and espionage.
But am I falling anyway? Yeah, I might be falling.
Send help.
Spies Don't Fall for Their Asset is a closed-door romantic comedy brimming with chemistry, sizzling tension, and witty banter. In a world where the family business is the spy business, prepare to laugh, swoon, and fall head over heels in love.
