Cyclops One
Excerpt
Chapter 1
At least fifty yards separated Colonel Thomas Howe from the dozen people clustered around the nose of the test plane, but even at that distance she seduced him. A thick flight suit and a layer of survival gear obscured the soft curves of Megan's body, but he could still sense the sway of her hips. His lips tasted the perfumed air around her; his thumb caught the small drop of sweat forming behind her ear. Megan York had her back to him, but she pulled him forward like a mermaid singing to a castaway.
If he'd stopped there, fifty yards away - if Howe had turned and gone across the cement apron to where his own plane waited at the edge of the secret northern Montana airstrip - a dozen things, a million things, might have been different. Or so he would tell himself later.
But Howe didn't stop. He continued toward her, drawn by the warmth he had ... read full excerpt from Cyclops One ebook
