Cover Reveal: The Hacker

She’s accidentally pregnant and someone is trying to kill her…and now her one-night-stand is her fierce protector.

Helicopter pilot Maggie Lopez is focused on building her helicopter and drone photography business—and she has the loans to prove it. She takes one night off to trade her jeans for a designer dress, and attend a fancy gala…and ends up spending a very steamy night with her panty-melting crush—Ace Oliveira. He’s tall, sexy, and the guru of all things tech at Norcross Security.

She wasn’t supposed to fall in lust, or fall in love, and she really wasn’t supposed to fall pregnant.

Ace Oliveira’s life is just how he likes it. After years protecting his country at the NSA, he now puts his special computer and hacking skills to good use at Norcross Security. He gets paid well. Has good friends. Enjoys the hell out of his carefree bachelor lifestyle. Relationships and kids are not on the cards for him—ever. He has his reasons.

But then feisty, saucy Maggie—who snuck out of his bed like a thief—drops a bombshell.

Before they can even process the surprise pregnancy, it becomes clear someone is trying to kill Maggie. A series of deadly accidents are all centered on her, and Ace will do whatever it takes to keep her safe. With the men of Norcross at his side, he’ll track down a killer, fight his own demons, and convince skittish, independent Maggie to fall in love with her baby’s daddy.

Rome watched Sofie chatting with a group of guests. One woman gestured to the Sapphire Wave tiara and Sofie nodded.

Turning away, he scanned the crowd. Nothing was amiss.

Ace arrived at his side, looking sharp in a dark gray tuxedo and a checked, silver bowtie. “Hanging in there?”

Rome grunted.

“I almost want something to happen.” Ace crossed his arms, his gaze roving, then it jerked and tracked back to the dancers.

Rome followed the direction he was looking…and spotted Maggie dancing with a tall, tuxedo-clad man.

The man spun her, dipping her back, and Maggie laughed.

“What the fuck is she wearing?” Ace muttered.

Rome thought Maggie cleaned up nicely. Her dark hair gleamed and her eyes were dark and smoky. She wore a sleek bronze dress that showcased her long, lean body, and had a long slit up one side that showed off a toned leg. The dress dipped low in front, but as her entranced dance partner spun her, it showed that the back was virtually nonexistent.

“A dress,” Rome said.

“And who the fuck is he?” Ace scowled. “He could be an asshole, a rapist, a murderer. And she’s letting him paw her.”

The guy was holding the helicopter pilot close, but not overstepping any lines. Maggie would have no problem punching anyone who did something she didn’t like.

“I think they’re just dancing.” Rome let his gaze move across the room to Sofie.

She was with Harlow, Gia, and Haven, as well as Liana. They were all oohing over a jewelry display.

Ace shook his head. “I’m going to tell that pretty boy to keep his hands to himself.” Ace stomped off toward the dance floor.

Shit. Ace was going to get a fist to the gut from Maggie if he kept this up.