Trouble

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Trouble

It's Complicated, Book 1

Career. Family. Romance. It’s Complicated.

Brilliant criminal defense attorney Mike Baldwin follows the highest ethical standards. In his career and his personal life.

Until a fascinating—and off-limits—woman named Dara Williams shows up and ignites a scorching passion that threatens Mike’s career and everything in its path.

Including Mike’s tenuous relationship with his brother. Who also wants Dara.

If you enjoy emotional and sexually charged love stories that end happily ever after, pick up this tale of forbidden love now!

She that has a choice has trouble. — American proverb

What the Critics say

“Ann Christopher gets it right every time.”
—Lori Foster, New York Times Bestselling Author

“Ann Christopher’s gift with words will leave you captivated and breathless.”
—Brenda Jackson, New York Times & USA TODAY Bestselling Author

“[D]elivers a scorching, chain reaction of relationship chemistry that leaves readers breathless!”
—L.A. Banks, New York Times Bestselling Author

Read an Excerpt

[Client Mark Johnson’s] gaze shifted back to Dara. She made a point of not looking at him, but his attention felt like a slimy tentacle slithering over her flesh.

“Want to come to the kitchen for something to drink?” he murmured.

Dara frowned. Every smile was a smirk with Johnson, every step a strut. He made asking about a drink sound like an invitation to engage in a sex act on the floor.

She opened her mouth to shut him down as professionally as possible.

“I need Dara to stay with me,” Mike said, still taking pictures.

Johnson’s face reddened. He’d been leaning against the door frame, but at Mike’s words, he stood up to his full height.

“Is there a problem, man?”

“Not at all.” Mike’s voice was a quiet menace, the low warning of a rattlesnake before it strikes. Lowering the camera, he nailed Johnson with a gaze so flat and chilling it was like someone had siphoned off his soul in the last several seconds. “And there won’t be one as long as you don’t start hitting on my employees.”

A male standoff followed, filled with lowered brows, tight jaws and hiked-up chins.
Mike’s expression never wavered.

Johnson blinked and looked away first. “Y’all do what you want. I’m getting a drink.”
He strode off.

Dara stood there, her heart hammering, and wondered why Mike’s rough edges—and she’d been seeing a lot of them lately—thrilled her so much. If she had a big head, she’d almost think he was jealous, and that excited her. On the other hand, she knew how to deflect unwanted advances and didn’t need to be treated like a bone china teacup sitting in a place of honor in some old woman’s cabinet.

“I can handle myself, you know,” she said, watching as Mike snapped a few more shots. “You don’t need to protect me.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Did you hear what I just said?”

Lowering the camera, he studied her coolly. Still no sign of his soul behind those eyes. “I know you well enough to know you’ll do what you want no matter what I say or do. So feel free to join Johnson in the kitchen for a drink.” He paused significantly. “Or whatever else he wants to offer you.”

Dara glared, wondering if Mike would definitely fire her if she hit him, or whether there was some wiggle room there.

Some devil inside her made her take a step closer and stare him in the face. Given his mood, it wasn’t the brightest thing she’d ever done—probably along the lines of the time she’d tried to iron the wrinkled hem of her dress while she was wearing it—but, with Mike, she was discovering that the thinking portion of her brain was no match against any of her instinctive responses to him.

Stiffening, he watched her warily.

“Apparently you don’t know me at all,” she told him, tipping her face up until they were almost within kissing range. “Because if you did, you’d know that a man like Johnson could never be my type.”

As she marched off with her chin in the air, she had the fleeting satisfaction of hearing Mike’s breath catch and seeing two bright patches of color appear on his cheeks.