"This is a one-sitting read, a welcome addition to the Black Knights, Inc. series, and a must for military romance fans."― Booklist They may get a second chance―if they can make it out of the jungle alive. Carlos "Steady" Soto's nerves of steel have served him well at the covert government defense firm Black Knights Inc. But nothing has prepared him for the emotional roller coaster of guarding the woman he once loved and lost. Abby Thomson is content to leave politics and international intrigue to her father―the President of the United States―until she's taken hostage half a world away, and she fears her father's policy of not negotiating with terrorists will be her death sentence. There's one glimmer of hope: the man whose heart she broke, but she can ever tell him why. Black Knights Inc. Series Hell on Wheels (Book 1) In Rides Trouble (Book 2) Rev It Up (Book 3) Thrill Ride (Book 4) Born Wild (Book 5) Hell for Leather (Book 6) Full Throttle (Book 7) Too Hard to Handle (Book 8) Wild Ride (Book 9 ― coming April 2017!) Praise for Hell for Leather : "Deft characterization, red-hot chemistry, and a satisfying finish demonstrate Walker's mastery."― Publishers Weekly "Walker’s heart-pounding seventh Black Knights Inc. contemporary is her best yet." ― Publishers Weekly "Readers will be happy to see that the story is just as quick witted and action packed as previous books... Fans of the series will enjoy this one." ― RT Book Reviews, 4 Stars "This is a one-sitting read, a welcome addition to the Black Knights, Inc. series, and a must for military romance fans." ― Booklist Julie Ann Walker is the USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author of the Black Knights Inc. romantic suspense series. She is prone to spouting movie quotes and song lyrics. She'll never say no to sharing a glass of wine or going for a long walk. She prefers impromptu travel over the scheduled kind, and she takes her coffee with milk. You can find her on her bicycle along the lake shore in Chicago or blasting away at her keyboard, trying to wrangle her capricious imagination into submission. For more information, please visit www.julieannwalker.com or follow her on Facebook www.facebook.com/jawalkerauthor and/or Twitter @JAWalkerAuthor. Chapter One Hotel Novotel Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia Present day... Carlos Soto, known to everyone in the spec-ops community as "Steady," lounged at the end of the ritzy hotel bar, casually watching his best friend, Ethan "Ozzie" Sykes, work his masculine wiles on the cute off-duty Secret Service agent seated at a nearby table. "Ozzie is a serial seducer," Dan Currington observed from the barstool beside him. Dan was the third and final member of Black Knights Inc. to accompany him on this mission. BKI being the covert government defense firm that operated under the guise of a custom motorcycle shop―okay, and sometimes Steady still had trouble believing such an entity actually existed; it was like something out of a bad spy novel. "Sí," he admitted with an affectionate chuckle, smiling as Ozzie leaned over to whisper something into the shell of the agent's ear. The woman blushed and giggled, and Steady could only shake his head. "But the ladies never seem to mind. I don't know how he pulls it off time after time." "You don't?" Dan turned to lift a dubious brow as he took a leisurely sip of seltzer water. "I thought you two were neck and neck in that whole notches-on-the-bedpost race." Steady frowned at the bottle of Tiger beer in his hand. It was true. For a couple of years there, he'd given Ozzie a run for the money in the bedding of bar bunnies. But recently the...er...hunt had lost its allure. "I think I'm about done with all that, hermano. It just seems so..." He twisted his lips, searching for the word. "Superficial, I guess. Unfulfilling? I don't know." He shrugged. "And besides, I was never as good at it as Ozzie." He tipped his beer toward the table where the unrefuted king of casual relationships was now fiddling with the agent's fingers. Julia Ledbetter. That was her name. And she resembled a Secret Service agent about as much as a Chihuahua resembled a Doberman. But Steady supposed that was part of it. Protection through subterfuge and meek-but-mighty camouflage. Although, if you asked him, there was something to be said for the fierce, bulldog demeanor that good ol' Agent Mitchell had sported. He wondered what had happened to the guy. Come to think of it, he wondered what had happened to all the agents who'd been assigned to Abby's protection detail back in the day. There wasn't a familiar face among the seven in her current bunch. Then again, a lot could change in eight years. Just look at him. He'd gone from medical student to soldier to clandestine government operator in the space of that time. Hell, even his name was different... "Never as good as Ozzie?" Dan's second eyebrow joined his first somewhere near his hairline. "Well, I, uh..." He cleared his throat. "I hafta say, that's