Laid Bare with Flair Contest – Day Thirteen!

The wonderful Denise Agnew is up today as our hostess with the mostest! She’s offering up a print copy of her book, Intimate Alliance! Intimate Alliance is a print combo including Male Call and Unconditional Surrender.

She’s also included a fabulous excerpt for Under His Protection:

SWAT sniper Trey MacGilvary likes his women wild and hot…

Trey’s adventurous streak once served him wrong, now it makes him dangerous to criminals and devastating to female hearts.

Englishwoman Olivia Scott’s quiet life as a librarian is about to fall apart…

With nothing more exciting to cogitate on than which video to rent on a Friday night and which pie to create for the local bake off, Olivia isn’t prepared for violence. When Trey rescues her from a man’s brutal attack, he vows she’ll be under his protection from that point forward. The enthusiasm and unpredictability of his life stirs erotic passions within her that threaten to reinvent the woman she always thought she was.

Trey attraction for the plucky, bookish woman boils sky high but he’s not in relationships for the long term. Still he battles with emerging feelings he never thought he’d have again for a woman. After all, she’s returning to England in six months. There’s no way they can forge a lasting relationship, even if they wanted to.

As a vengeful criminal resurfaces with revenge in mind and promises to harm everyone he loves, Trey’s skills as a sniper, a brother and a lover are tested. As danger closes around her, Olivia must find a core of strength she never knew she had, and capture a red hot passion she never hoped to find.

Excerpt for UNDER HIS PROTECTION (Heart of Justice Series Book 3)
By Denise A. Agnew
Available from Liquid Silver Books

Cohen held Olivia tight to his body with the gun pressing to her temple. Her skull ached. The library wavered around her, the bookshelves too close, the counter lower to the ground than it should be. Craziness. Even the lighting flickered, the enormous cast iron chandelier dangling over the counter with precarious closeness. Crowded and with growing urgency, she tried to move. Nothing happened. Fear strangled her breath. Her limbs stayed immobile. Maybe this wasn’t a dream. Maybe this was all real and everything else in her life imaginary. She struggled with Cohen and shouted. A loud blast went off, and she froze. He’d shot her. Shot her in the head and killed her—

Olivia broke from her nightmare with a gasp. She sat up, heart pounding and breath short. Her face felt damp, and she palmed her cheeks. Tears. Her eyes burned as if she’d cried a long time, and not just during an annoying dream. She fumbled for the bedside lamp, and as light illuminated the room in a rosy glow, she grabbed for her water bottle before remembering she hadn’t brought one to bed. She’d forgotten.

Because of Trey MacGilvary. His off the cuff humor, his masculine presence disrupted her routine. Her safe, sanctified pattern. She could return to bed, but the dream haunted her. She glanced at the clock. Barely two hours had passed since she’d fallen asleep. Unnerved and desperately wanting a drink of water, she decided to head to the kitchen. With measured movements, she eased open the bedroom door and used the hall nightlight to navigate. She’d reconnoitered through her own apartment in the dark more than once, so making it to her fridge would prove a piece of cake. Moonlight streamed through the open drapes on the sliding glass door and threw eerie daggers across the living room floor. Trey sprawled across the couch, one foot on the floor, one arm thrown over his eyes. She almost tiptoed into the kitchen. After easing open the fridge door, she snagged a bottle of water.


She jumped about a foot as Trey walked toward her through the darkness. Momentary panic leapt into her throat–after all, he was a man. A big, strong man and—

Half naked.

She held the water bottle to her chest as she watched him ease through the moonlight. She grappled for the light switch and snapped it on.

Big mistake.

Illuminated, Trey represented a clear sexual threat. Her gaze darted up and down his body. His wide shoulders, powerful arms, and impressive chest took her breath away. A sprinkling of dark hair covered his molded pectorals, and skated down a six-pack stomach and disappeared into…open jeans. Yep, the button on his jeans hung open, but thank God they were zipped.

Trey’s gaze pinpointed her like a laser, and those eyes heated as he started at her head and slipped downward with thorough assessment.

Oh, bugger. I should have worn something old and ratty.

Instead she’d forgotten she had a guest and had jumped into her usual nightwear, a silky sleeveless nightie that cupped her breasts and only came down to the tops of her thighs.

I might as well be naked.

She crossed one foot over the other, aware of the cold floor and her vulnerability.

“Everything all right?” He hesitated at the kitchen entrance as if he worried he might spook her.
Too late, he already had.

“I’m sorry if I woke you up,” she said.

“You didn’t. I can’t sleep, and it’s all your fault.”


“Sometimes, after a SWAT operation, I get keyed up.”

Shamelessly, the girly part of her melted. “You’re on a SWAT team?”


Right. That was hot.

“I didn’t know the Sheriff’s Department had a SWAT team.”

He nodded. “Yep. It’s not a full time thing, just when there’s a situation that requires SWAT assistance. Normally I work out to bleed off some of the tension after a big situation like tonight. I go to the gym and practice Keysi with friends.”


“Keysi Fighting Method. It’s a type of martial arts. My brothers and I know it and work out together sometimes.”

“You should have worked out. You didn’t have to stay with me.”

He smiled, this time with a teasing edge. “No, I didn’t have to. I wanted to. Don’t worry, I’ll live. It was worth it to stay here and make sure you’re okay.”

She rolled her gaze to the ceiling, exasperated. “Other than my father, you are the most annoyingly protective man I’ve ever met.”

He stuffed his hands into his jeans. “You think I’m bad, you should see my brothers. My oldest brother Mick dotes on his fiancé like you wouldn’t believe. My younger brother Craig is like a bulldog. He doesn’t take flack off anyone, and when it comes to women, he’s extremely protective.”

Overbearing, probably. She knew the type. Half the men she knew in England were like that.

He stepped over the threshold into the kitchen. “Did you have a bad dream?”

Startled by his insight, it took her a moment to answer. “No. Why?”

“Your hand is shaking.”

She looked down at the hand clutching the water bottle and it trembled the tiniest bit. “Oh.” Holding the icy bottle to her flaming cheek, she fixated on the tile beneath her bare feet. “All right. I had a bad dream.”

Instead of asking about the content of the dream, he came even closer, until she took in his delicious, earthy male scent. His hair stuck up in several places, unruly and thick. Untamed and glorious. Those eyes drew her in, their scrutiny disturbing and flattering at the same time. His gaze went to her hair, which tumbled over her shoulders and down to mid back.

To chase away her nervousness, she unscrewed the bottle and took a long sip.

He stopped within a foot of her, gaze concerned. “How’s the head?” Before she could answer, he tilted her chin for an examination. The brush of his fingers along her skin generated sweet sparks in her belly.
“You’re already getting a bruise above your left eyebrow. Your eyes look okay, though.”

“My eyes?”

A small grin flitted over his lips and he released her. “Sorry. I have some EMT training. Quite a few guys on SWAT do. I was checking your pupils. Head injury you know.”

“Thank you, but I’m good. I don’t even have a headache now. Really, I may have hit my head, but I fell mostly on my bum.”

Another cocky but sweet grin spread over his face, and a blush heated her face. His gaze darted downward, as if he wouldn’t mind seeing her bum right now.

“Right. Lovely,” she said by way of defense, not at all certain what was either right or lovely about the situation.

As she stared at Trey, her gaze snagged on his chest. God, but I need to give these hormones a lobotomy. Warmth coiled low in her belly, and she recognized high-test arousal. Deep, primal interest that came from somewhere she thought she’d shoved aside for a long time. That silly lust that consumed a body on short notice, demanding feral attention, flushing the cheeks, warming spots that hadn’t blasted off in so long she couldn’t say for certain if they existed anymore.

“You want to talk about it?” he asked.

Her lust for his bod?

“About what?” She managed to squeeze the innocuous question out of her throat.

Here’s today’s question: What color are Trey’s eyes? Stop by my website at and hunt for the answer. 🙂

A winner will be chosen tomorrow and I’ll get it posted here (still in DC with crazy schedule, LOL). Good luck!

83 comments to “Laid Bare with Flair Contest – Day Thirteen!”

  1. Diane Sadler
    July 15th, 2009 at 4:13 pm · Link

    Trey has whiskey brown eyes, don’t they sound yummy?
    The book really sounds wonderful

  2. Beverly G.
    July 15th, 2009 at 4:48 pm · Link

    treys eyes r whiskey brown and Denise ill tell you your books rock and the covers are always sexy

  3. Mary G
    July 15th, 2009 at 5:09 pm · Link

    Whisky Brown – to get drunk in.
    Love swat guys, seals, Elite ops.

  4. Rita A
    July 15th, 2009 at 5:34 pm · Link

    OMG they are Whiskey Brown. delish.

  5. Shelly A
    July 15th, 2009 at 5:42 pm · Link

    Trey’s eyes are Whisky Brown. Enjoyed the excerpt. 🙂

  6. Booklover1335
    July 15th, 2009 at 6:13 pm · Link

    Trey’s eyes are Whiskey Brown. That was a great excerpt. I also love the character profiles on Denise’s site, it just adds an extra dimension to the character when you try and visualize them. Would love to win 🙂

  7. Jessie
    July 15th, 2009 at 6:16 pm · Link

    Whiskey Brown, Loved the excerpt

  8. Michelle B.
    July 15th, 2009 at 6:25 pm · Link

    Trey’s eyes are grey… Really great sounding excerpt…sounds like it would be action packed.

  9. stacey smith
    July 15th, 2009 at 6:51 pm · Link

    Whiskey Brown eyes yummy.sounds good to

  10. Virginia Hendricks
    July 15th, 2009 at 6:57 pm · Link

    whiskey brown. this sounds like a hot book! 🙂

  11. Tabitha
    July 15th, 2009 at 7:13 pm · Link

    Yum yum, Trey is a SWAT Sniper…and he’s pretty good looking on the cover too!!

    Trey’s stat list him as having “whiskey brown” colored eyes!

  12. Calila
    July 15th, 2009 at 7:30 pm · Link

    Trey’s eyes are whiskey brown.

  13. Martha Lawson
    July 15th, 2009 at 7:56 pm · Link

    Whiskey brown! I loved the excerpt! Got to read these books. they sound awesome.

  14. Pat Cochran
    July 15th, 2009 at 8:30 pm · Link

    Your profile page says Trey has whiskey
    brown eyes!

    Pat Cochran

  15. Llehn
    July 15th, 2009 at 8:50 pm · Link

    Whisky brown … OooooOOoo … I’m swooning already!

  16. Donna S
    July 15th, 2009 at 9:32 pm · Link

    Whiskey brown. Great excerpt. Thanks for sharing.

  17. Karin
    July 15th, 2009 at 10:05 pm · Link

    Trey’s eyes are whisky brown. He sounds like an absolutely yummy hero!

  18. LaRonda
    July 16th, 2009 at 2:58 am · Link

    whiskey brown

  19. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:10 am · Link

    Hey everyone! I am so sorry I wasn’t able to comment yesterday. Several unexpected things came together and I couldn’t seem to get here. I’ll still comment on everyone else who commented, though! And thank you for your patience.

    Denise A. Agnew

  20. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:11 am · Link


    I’m so glad you liked Trey’s eyes! 🙂 And that Lauren could entice you to read other authors, too. 🙂

    Denise A. Agnew

  21. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:12 am · Link


    Glad you like the character stats on my site. I stole that idea from another author. LOL!

    Denise A. Agnew

  22. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:12 am · Link


    I aim to have hot guys in every one of my books. Yes!!!! LOL.

    Denise A. Agnew

  23. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:14 am · Link


    I’m excited to see Craig’s cover, too! I had so much fun creating Craig. 🙂 And I’m thrilled you’re enjoying my stories. Thank you so much.

    Denise A. Agnew

  24. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:15 am · Link


    Hope you get a chance to read my books. 🙂 And thanks so much for stopping by!

    Denise A. Agnew

  25. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:16 am · Link


    Glad you enjoyed the descriptions of my heroes! 😛

    Denise A. Agnew

  26. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:16 am · Link

    I’m all about delicious heroes. 😯

    Denise A. Agnew

  27. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:17 am · Link


    Thanks so much for entering the contest! 🙂

    Denise A. Agnew

  28. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:17 am · Link


    Thanks for participating in the contest. 🙂

    Denise A. Agnew

  29. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:18 am · Link

    Im so glad you’re enjoying this series. Thanks very much!

    Denise A. Agnew

  30. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:18 am · Link


    Thanks so much for participating in the contest!

    Denise A. Agnew

  31. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:20 am · Link

    Chrystal, Zafina, Jennifer, Lisa…WHEW! Thank you guys!

    Denise A. Agnew

  32. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:21 am · Link

    Ah hell, guys! So many of you commented. My head is spinning. LOL!

    Denise A. Agnew

  33. Denise A. Agnew
    July 16th, 2009 at 7:23 am · Link

    Okay, since I can’t keep up, I’ll just have to say thank you again to everyone who made such wonderful comments on my books, and I’m flattered that you’re enjoying them!

    Sorry again I wasn’t able to stop by yesterday. My bad!

    Hugs to all!

    Denise A. Agnew


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