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Camden is a DEA agent who is deep
undercover on a dangerous drug operation.
One agent has already been murdered and,
with one wrong move, Camden could be next.
Romance doesn’t fit into his line of work,
making him a love ’em and leave ’em type of
guy. Rayma is an investigative reporter who,
because of her past, doesn’t allow
relationships to last long enough to become
serious. She meets Camden and the
attraction between them is immediate and
powerful. When Rayma releases a story on
the man Camden has been investigating, the
drug dealer puts a contract out on her and
Camden has to risk exposing himself to save
her. As danger draws closer, Camden
realizes if they survive, Rayma is the one
woman he will love too much to leave.
undercover on a dangerous drug operation.
One agent has already been murdered and,
with one wrong move, Camden could be next.
Romance doesn’t fit into his line of work,
making him a love ’em and leave ’em type of
guy. Rayma is an investigative reporter who,
because of her past, doesn’t allow
relationships to last long enough to become
serious. She meets Camden and the
attraction between them is immediate and
powerful. When Rayma releases a story on
the man Camden has been investigating, the
drug dealer puts a contract out on her and
Camden has to risk exposing himself to save
her. As danger draws closer, Camden
realizes if they survive, Rayma is the one
woman he will love too much to leave.
“Isn’t that the guy?”
Rayma was staking out the dessert menu when Nicole pulled on her hands, vying for her attention.
Rayma glanced up to see the chef from last night’s news. The menu thudded to the table, and she
latched onto her cocktail glass. She couldn’t remember all the drinks they’d ordered, but after the food
she’d consumed, her body was feeling no ill effects from alcohol.
The effects from the chef, however, were a different matter. She watched as he approached their table
and talked to Liz. Liz? Of course Liz, why not? She was attractive, young, single, and scantily clad. Why
wouldn’t he be interested? Besides, Rayma wasn’t on the look-out right now so why should she care?
He made his way around the table, next introducing himself to Brenda and Joey. They each fluttered at
whatever he said to them. The guy was a looker, gorgeous even, but Rayma couldn’t understand the
female species. She would not act so juvenile.
The cliché of tall, dark and handsome suited him well. Tallness was a prerequisite for Rayma since
she stood five-nine. Her height gave her an advantage when she was an investigative reporter, using it
to peer over people’s shoulders or to look over elevated desks. Usually, though, her height gave her an
odd sense of self-consciousness, as if she were dwarfing other people. She rarely wore heels unless
she wanted to be taller for a certain occasion, and what she looked for in a man was for him to be a
least a crumb taller than she.
She bet this guy was half a foot taller. This time, his eyes were like molasses and they slid over her,
attaching to her with the stickiness of syrup. It couldn’t be the heat making her feel sticky because
suddenly, she was trembling inside.
He leaned over and extended his hand. Dessert was forgotten. His eyes were nourishment enough.
“Your story probably wasn’t good for business, but it did bring a lot of curious people around,” he said by
way of introduction.
She wiped her hands on her cloth napkin and ignored his hand. His finally fell away.
“My name is Camden. I’m the chef who brought about your news story.”
“I remember,” Rayma said. “Care to give us any insight?”
“Clashing of opinions,” he said. His smile revealed perfect teeth. “Kind of like now.”
“Oh?” Rayma asked as she took a sip of wine.
“You think I’m a jerk. I think you’re wrong.”
“You going to beat me up over it?” she asked, smiling. He was handsome and charming. She was
taken in by his good looks but not by his charm. Charm didn’t faze her, though she was still unstable
inside.
“I have to get back to work but I get off sometime after eleven. How about coffee?”
“Coffee at eleven?” she asked, oozing her own charm, turning her eyes down, then up again. Smiling.
Flirting to her advantage, not his. “I’ll be in bed by then.”
Rayma was staking out the dessert menu when Nicole pulled on her hands, vying for her attention.
Rayma glanced up to see the chef from last night’s news. The menu thudded to the table, and she
latched onto her cocktail glass. She couldn’t remember all the drinks they’d ordered, but after the food
she’d consumed, her body was feeling no ill effects from alcohol.
The effects from the chef, however, were a different matter. She watched as he approached their table
and talked to Liz. Liz? Of course Liz, why not? She was attractive, young, single, and scantily clad. Why
wouldn’t he be interested? Besides, Rayma wasn’t on the look-out right now so why should she care?
He made his way around the table, next introducing himself to Brenda and Joey. They each fluttered at
whatever he said to them. The guy was a looker, gorgeous even, but Rayma couldn’t understand the
female species. She would not act so juvenile.
The cliché of tall, dark and handsome suited him well. Tallness was a prerequisite for Rayma since
she stood five-nine. Her height gave her an advantage when she was an investigative reporter, using it
to peer over people’s shoulders or to look over elevated desks. Usually, though, her height gave her an
odd sense of self-consciousness, as if she were dwarfing other people. She rarely wore heels unless
she wanted to be taller for a certain occasion, and what she looked for in a man was for him to be a
least a crumb taller than she.
She bet this guy was half a foot taller. This time, his eyes were like molasses and they slid over her,
attaching to her with the stickiness of syrup. It couldn’t be the heat making her feel sticky because
suddenly, she was trembling inside.
He leaned over and extended his hand. Dessert was forgotten. His eyes were nourishment enough.
“Your story probably wasn’t good for business, but it did bring a lot of curious people around,” he said by
way of introduction.
She wiped her hands on her cloth napkin and ignored his hand. His finally fell away.
“My name is Camden. I’m the chef who brought about your news story.”
“I remember,” Rayma said. “Care to give us any insight?”
“Clashing of opinions,” he said. His smile revealed perfect teeth. “Kind of like now.”
“Oh?” Rayma asked as she took a sip of wine.
“You think I’m a jerk. I think you’re wrong.”
“You going to beat me up over it?” she asked, smiling. He was handsome and charming. She was
taken in by his good looks but not by his charm. Charm didn’t faze her, though she was still unstable
inside.
“I have to get back to work but I get off sometime after eleven. How about coffee?”
“Coffee at eleven?” she asked, oozing her own charm, turning her eyes down, then up again. Smiling.
Flirting to her advantage, not his. “I’ll be in bed by then.”
"One Wrong Move is non-stop action from beginning to end. Rayma’s
distrust of men creates many a tangle for Camden to unravel, which makes
this story that much more compelling. Reading as Camden tries to come to
grips with the fact that this woman is the one he wants, when all he has ever
wanted before was to catch the bad guys, is humorous. I savored reading
about their coming to trust and love each other. The characters are well
drawn, and the world building believable. A truly enjoyable read, and
romantic suspense at its best."
Regina, Coffee Time Romance
ENTIRE REVIEW
distrust of men creates many a tangle for Camden to unravel, which makes
this story that much more compelling. Reading as Camden tries to come to
grips with the fact that this woman is the one he wants, when all he has ever
wanted before was to catch the bad guys, is humorous. I savored reading
about their coming to trust and love each other. The characters are well
drawn, and the world building believable. A truly enjoyable read, and
romantic suspense at its best."
Regina, Coffee Time Romance
ENTIRE REVIEW
ONE WRONG MOVE is the right move for all fans of romantic suspense...a sequel even more exciting than the
first. You're constantly wondering if Camden will be found out, or if Web will discover where Rayma is hiding.
The secondary characters are an integral part of the story and it will be interesting to see if any of them appear in
Emma Sanders' future work. ONE WRONG MOVE was overall an enjoyable read and I'm looking forward to see
what else Emma Sanders can come up with to tantalize her fans.
Heather, Romance Junkies
ENTIRE REVIEW
first. You're constantly wondering if Camden will be found out, or if Web will discover where Rayma is hiding.
The secondary characters are an integral part of the story and it will be interesting to see if any of them appear in
Emma Sanders' future work. ONE WRONG MOVE was overall an enjoyable read and I'm looking forward to see
what else Emma Sanders can come up with to tantalize her fans.
Heather, Romance Junkies
ENTIRE REVIEW
Emma Sanders’ One Wrong Move captured my interest with the dynamic characters, storyline, and of course
sexy Camden from page one! The danger, suspense, and love scenes are woven seamlessly. Ms. Sanders
has a very honed talent of blending many stories within the main story, including relationships, setting, well
developed character history so that the reader is entertained, intrigued, and satisfied throughout! One Wrong
Move is worth all 5 Angels I gave it.
Tracey, Fallen Angel Reviews
ENTIRE REVIEW
sexy Camden from page one! The danger, suspense, and love scenes are woven seamlessly. Ms. Sanders
has a very honed talent of blending many stories within the main story, including relationships, setting, well
developed character history so that the reader is entertained, intrigued, and satisfied throughout! One Wrong
Move is worth all 5 Angels I gave it.
Tracey, Fallen Angel Reviews
ENTIRE REVIEW
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