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Agent S5: Jaydan
by Joni Hahn
D.I.R.E. Agency #5
Publication Date: December 18, 2014
Genre: Sci-fi Romantic Suspense
Agent S5: Jaydan Rose
• Former D.I.R.E. Enemy Agent
• D.I.R.E. Double Agent
• Muscle Acceleration/Strength
Now that he’s part of the D.I.R.E. Agency’s elite squad of super-powered agents, Jaydan Rose is walking the straight and narrow. He absolutely, positively avoids three things: high-maintenance women, trouble, and Hope Powers.
Days away from his estranged brother’s wedding, Jaydan gets a lead on the missing sister-in-law of Riordan “Saint” St. James, a fellow agent. If he can locate her, perhaps he can make up for not being there when Saint had needed him most, and prove he’s worthy of his new D.I.R.E. enhancement.
As the only daughter of one of the richest men in the world, and with a special power of her own, Hope Powers wants to be taken seriously. If she can prove the D.I.R.E. Agency needs her new software application, she’ll have the credibility she craves.
When she threatens to search for the missing woman with or without him, Jaydan smells trouble, but knows he has to take her. However, when danger and close quarters prove too much for their passion, Jaydan knows his list of things he absolutely, positively avoids has just disintegrated.
When their quest uncovers scandalous secrets and decades old dangers, they realize they’ve stumbled onto something bigger than themselves. While the lines of reality and imitation become blurred, a psychotic maniac makes plans for Hope.
Will Jaydan’s past rear its ugly head and destroy them both, or does history have plans of its own?
Being the strongest man in the world, Jaydan Rose could smack talk with the best of them. Put him up against Olympic weightlifters and athletes around the world, and he had them beat, hands down.
However, mustering the strength to put up with Hope Powers for any length of time nearly had him crying uncle every time.
“Jaydan, can’t you wait until the meeting gets started at eight?”
Swallowing down the last bite of a cinnamon raisin bagel, he turned to face her. His week-old strength enhancement required him to eat a lot of carbohydrates, and the lavish continental breakfast in the Powers International conference room seemed special-ordered just for him.
Staring into her glittering, ice green eyes, he licked the crumbs from his thumb before picking up a blueberry muffin.
She blew out a breath of frustration.
“I’m a growing boy, Les. I need to eat.”
Her eyes narrowed into tiny slits. He’d tagged her with the nickname Hopeless and called her Les for short. She despised it.
That’s why he used it.
“Rose is going through some intense training and needs the carbohydrates.” His boss, Mitchell Jacobs, came to stand on the other side of Hope. “I encouraged him to eat.”
Her gaze traveled up his jeans-clad legs, past his rodeo belt buckle, to dart across his shoulders. He felt his body heat, the dense muscle hardening as if it were moving into acceleration mode.
“So, he’s been working out, Mitchell?” She cocked an eyebrow. “I thought he’d just put on a few pounds.”
Jaydan scowled at her. I’ve got your pounds hanging, princess.
Mitchell’s rare grin chafed him. The D.I.R.E. Agency head honcho knew better than anyone that Jaydan’s muscles were ten times harder and denser than the fittest athlete, his metabolism…just insane.
As for Hope, she wore her hair up today, exposing her smooth, graceful neck. If he gave in to his urge to choke her, today would be an ideal day.
He flexed his bicep in front of her. “Feel that and tell me I’m out of shape.”
Swallowing hard, her gaze darted to his face before shooting to Mitchell. She gave his boss a small smile.
“Please help yourselves while I go check on my father.”
Disappointment filtered through Jaydan as his gaze followed her across the room. Today, rather than looking like a fashion magazine model or resident of the Playboy mansion, she wore a business suit of navy blue, her killer legs exposed from mid-thigh down, her long, platinum blonde hair tucked into a bun at the back of her head.
She had a swing in her backside that entranced, a sweet, innocent smile that hid the she-lion beneath. Although he’d only seen it once, on that fateful night of Dan Meeks’ fundraiser, her abundant cleavage still managed to make its way into his daydreams, despite how he felt about her.
Hopeless Powers drove him nuts.
“She wants Powers International to join forces with D.I.R.E.” Picking up a plate, Mitchell surveyed the array of food before him. “She wants to act as liaison.”
The last of Jaydan’s muffin fell to the floor and disintegrated into tiny pieces. D.I.R.E. stood for Defense, Intelligence and Reconnaissance Enforcement. It was the most elite, private security agency in the world. Its Science Division gave him and others like him scientifically-enhanced super powers. Nothing in that entire scenario included shopping, party planning or yoga.
However, Hope did claim to have visionary powers. Though he’d never witnessed them himself, Saint, his best friend and her half-brother, believed in her. Since the fellow D.I.R.E. agent was the most skeptical person Jaydan knew, there had to be some credence to her skills.
“You can’t possibly consider it.” Jaydan piled three bagels, a croissant, fruit salad and another blueberry muffin on his plate.
Pointing a pair of tongs at his pile of food, Mitchell nodded toward it. “You need to eat more. Once you’ve acclimated to your new system, you’ll know how many carbohydrates your body needs. Right now, you need to feed it and feed it well.” Turning to shake Luke’s hand, Mitchell spoke out of the side of his mouth. “And yes, it’s a serious consideration.”
Jaydan’s plate wobbled in his hand. Powers International and D.I.R.E.? With Hope as liaison?
No way in hell. None. Nada. Nil.
By day, Joni Hahn keeps her secret decoder ring hidden while she works as a mild-mannered HR manager and accounting generalist. She believes the world can never have too many superheroes, and anxiously waits for the call when one will need help saving the world… or getting into his costume. Joni was born with a hopelessly tender heart and believes there is nothing on earth more exhilarating than falling in love (Other than the rear shot of Chris Evans in The Avengers – that was pretty darn exhilarating). A native Texan, she thinks cowboys are the epitome of masculinity, and that country music is the other soul music.