Title: Duty Bound
Bayou Bound # 2
Author: Sidney Bristol
Publisher: Inked Press
Published: 26 May, 2014
Pages: 331
Romantic Suspense / BDSM elements
Available at: Amazon ♦ Barnes&Noble ♦ AllRomance ♦ Kobo ♦ iBooks
Bayou Bound # 2
Author: Sidney Bristol
Publisher: Inked Press
Published: 26 May, 2014
Pages: 331
Romantic Suspense / BDSM elements
Available at: Amazon ♦ Barnes&Noble ♦ AllRomance ♦ Kobo ♦ iBooks
About the Book
She’s the woman he sent away.
Lisette wouldn’t be back in
New Orleans if she didn’t need protection—and who better to turn to than her
ex-boyfriend turned Detective? She’s got a closet full of secrets that include
a stalker ex and a kinky past. She vows to not dream about Mathieu…much. If
only he were a Dominant, one who would not just flog her into bliss, but love
her as well. A girl can dream, can’t she?
He was her first love.
Mathieu wants nothing to do
with another damsel in distress, but he can’t say no when the little blonde
woman walks back into his life with proof her ex is big trouble. He’ll give her
a place to sleep, but nothing more. His heart is locked up tight. Except,
Lisette uncovers his past in the BDSM world and she’s never backed down from a
challenge. He can handle her, can’t he?
Lisette and Mathieu embark
on a relationship that is strictly about sexual gratification, but evolves into
more. When the bodies align, the hearts entwine. Except their rekindled flame
is in danger. Lisette’s ex has found his prey, and he’s not afraid of taking a
life.
Includes a bonus short
story, Picture Her Completed.
Excerpt from Duty
Bound: Bayou Bound # 2
© Sidney Bristol 2014
“That’s a month from now. You went across the country to get away from
the man. What makes you think he’s still after you?” Mathieu laid the
photographs face doou bwn and folded his hands on top of the table. She could
imagine him interrogating a suspect like this. He’d moved up to being a
detective two years ago, according to Lola.
“He followed me from Florida to Chicago.” She shrugged. “Why wouldn’t he
come here? He told me he’d kill me. Do you think a man like this is going to
give up?”
“What does your family say about this?”
Shit.
Lisette glanced away. She didn’t know what she hated Seth for
more—hurting her body, or manipulating her family. “We aren’t on speaking terms
right now.”
“Have you gotten a restraining order against him?”
“That’s just a piece of paper,” she snapped and pushed her hands through
her hair. “You think paper matters to him?”
“Listen, I don’t think this is the way to go...”
Lisette grabbed the pictures and stood abruptly. “Fine. Adieu, mon ami.”
She jerked her coat on, slung her backpack over her shoulder and stalked
out of the café, striking off toward the bus stop.
On her own. Again.
She glanced behind her, peering into the shadows out of habit. She hated
the way Seth made her feel like a stalked animal. There was no logical
explanation for the belief he was on her trail, and yet she knew he was out
there. Waiting for the moment she let her guard down.
The doorbell jangled and she started at the sudden noise. Silly girl.
“Lisette. Lisette, wait,” Mathieu called after her.
She paused on the curb and watched him jog toward her, zipping up his
leather jacket. He stopped under the street lamp and stared down at her. She
wasn’t looking to become someone else’s problem, just someone to have her back
for the moment.
The light cast his face into shadow, disguising his features. It was
probably for the best. She had a serious problem when it came to falling for
the bad boys, and though Mathieu walked the path of honor, there was something
deliciously dark about him. And she didn’t mean the shade of his skin. It was
something else, something she’d wondered about since her horizons had opened
up.
She’d loved him once. Their relationship had been a flash in the pan,
but he’d been her first. She doubted he’d approve of her lifestyle now, much
like her family, but she didn’t need his blessing, just his muscle.
“The sixth, you said?”
“Yeah.” She turned to face him fully, ignoring the urge to glance over
her shoulder.
“Do you like dogs?”
What kind of question is that?
“I do.”
“Good. Gator’s friendly and takes it personally when people don’t like
him.” He flipped his collar up and glanced down the street.
“Gator?” She blinked at him.
“Yeah, my dog, Gator. You can stay with me for a while. I’ll see if I
can track down Seth, but that’s it.”
Lisette gaped at the man.
Was he serious?
About the Author:
It can never be said that
Sidney Bristol has had a ‘normal’ life.
She is a recovering roller derby queen, former missionary, and tattoo
addict. She grew up in a motor-home on the US highways (with an occasional
jaunt into Canada and Mexico), traveling the rodeo circuit with her parents.
Sidney has lived abroad in both Russia and Thailand, working with children and
teenagers. She now lives in Texas where she splits her time between a job she
loves, writing, reading and belly dancing.
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