Charming Colton
Surrender, Book Eight
Becca Jameson
Copyright © 2021 by Becca Jameson
Cover Artist: Scott Carpenter
All characters and events in this book are fictitious. And resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.
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Contents
Newsletter
Acknowledgments
About the Book
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Epilogue
Author’s Note
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Acknowledgments
Once again I have to thank the people who spent so much time helping me brainstorm! Susan and Rebecca—you guys are the best! And to all the fans of this series who are enjoying it, I love you all! Your kind words mean the world to me.
About the Book
Evelyn
I lead a very complicated and complex existence.
I’m a force to be reckoned with by day: pencil skirts and heels, totally professional.
In the evenings, I let myself be the little I am inside.
It doesn’t matter that I don’t have a Daddy for real.
I spend a few nights a week at Surrender setting up scenes to exercise my brat.
But now my life is in danger.
Letting Colton move in with me to protect me puts a cramp in my style.
How am I going to be myself around him and fulfill my own desires?
He’s not even a club member. And Colton is certainly not a Daddy.
Or maybe he just doesn’t realize it yet.
Colton
I’ve worked undercover for a long time. I’ve seen everything. Or…maybe not.
The gorgeous woman I’m assigned to protect has two sides.
I’ve always known I’m rather dominant, but a Daddy?
This is new to me. I need to play the role to keep her safe. It’s just for a few weeks.
I’m shocked when I tap into a side of me I never knew existed.
Evelyn tugs at my heart. Both her little and her adult.
It doesn’t take long to know she is mine.
Undercover work is not conducive to long-term relationships. Eve deserves more.
When this assignment is over, I’ll never see her again.
I’m treading on thin ice. Now what?
Chapter 1
Colton
Need your help.
I stare at the text I just sent, hoping the recipient will realize who it’s coming from.
Anything. Anytime. You know that.
I release the breath I’ve been holding and send another text.
Are you alone? Can you talk?
Less than a minute later, my phone rings and I connect to the call as I lean back against my sofa. “Hey, thanks for taking my call so quickly.”
“You know you don’t have to ask. I’m indebted to you for life.” Davis chuckles.
“You are not indebted to me. Stop that nonsense.”
Davis’s voice is serious when he speaks again. “I’m glad you called anyway. I figured one day I would be able to repay you. I assume that day has come.”
“Yes.” It’s been eight months since I last saw Davis, the day after helping him rescue his girlfriend, Britney, from a human trafficker. The day after he helped me catch the guy. Too bad even though that guy is dead, he wasn’t the end of the line. “This is going to come straight out of left field, but do you know a woman named Evelyn Dean?”
Davis’s breath hitches slightly. The average person wouldn’t have noticed it, but I’m not average. I’m an undercover cop trained to notice a lot of things. And what I notice next is that Davis hasn’t answered my question.
I smile. “Your silence speaks volumes, so no need to answer that question. Let me tell you why I know her.” I close my eyes for a moment to remind myself that he doesn’t need me to tell him she’s damn sexy. That she has long wavy brown hair. Or that she’s petite. Or that she looks a lot like Hudson’s girlfriend Britney.
“Please tell me she’s not the next human-trafficking victim.”
I sigh and run a hand over my head. “I suspect she is. Yes.”
“Fuck. Tell me what you know.”
The only reason I would share information about this case with anyone alive is because I need Davis’s help, and I trust him implicitly. He works for Black Blade Protection. Keeping people’s secrets is part of his job. “We received an anonymous tip, so I’ve been keeping tabs on her. Today she went to lunch with a friend, someone you also know, no doubt. Her name is Leah. I sat in the booth next to them. If they hadn’t happened to mention your name in conversation, I never would have made the connection. Seriously, I’m still unnerved by the coincidence.”
“She was talking about me?” Davis’s voice is strained.
“Don’t worry. All good things.”
“Do you know where I know her from then?”
“Yes.” No sense pretending otherwise. This is why I’m calling. “A club called Surrender.”
Davis says nothing.
I’m not surprised. I looked up the club. It’s a private BDSM club. I’m certain the members do not kiss and tell. I hadn’t known Davis was a member.
“Don’t get the wrong idea. Evelyn and her friend were speaking in hushed voices. No one else would have heard them. I was working hard to catch as much of their conversation as I could. I’m trained to do so. They never mentioned the club by name. I already knew the name of the club because I’ve been keeping an eye on Evelyn for a few weeks. I’ve seen her come and go from Surrender.”
“You’re really worried about her.”
“Of course. I’m also aware that she’s dating another member of the club. Owen Karplus. Tall guy. Slender. Fortyish. Receding hairline, but he keeps it cut close to the scalp.”
Davis groans. “I know
