Deadly Paradise

ISBN Print: 978-1-60154-389-9
Page Count: 284
Word Count: 0
MSRP: 6.00

Alicia Kincade's two-year-old son is onboard her ex-husband's airplane when it vanishes in the Bermuda Triangle. The authorities find no trace of the airplane and presume they're dead, but Alicia is determined to continue searching. Brash pilot Jake Dawson accepts a search charter but vows to stay detached from Alicia and her problems. Yet every day he flies over the Bahamas with her by his side puts him closer to losing his objectivity. When clues indicate the boy is alive and mysterious accidents hint someone wants to kill Alicia, Jake resolves to protect her at any cost. He may run from love but not from trouble. Although Alicia refuses to be distracted from her search by Jake's advances, she must team up with him to stay alive and save her child. Soon they find the danger to their lives is real, but so is the danger to their hearts.

PRINT ISBN 1-60154-389-1
(284 Pages) Rating (spicy)


Jake reached out and grasped her surprisingly strong shoulders, inhaled the intoxicating scent of her perfume, wondered how her lips would taste, and fought the urge to kiss her. "Go home, Alicia."

A blink of dark lashes interrupted her stare. She placed her palm against his chest and sad laughter rippled from her throat. "I wasn't asking about the part of you that screams masculinity. That part doesn't apply to me.

Alicia Kincade is not the type of woman a man looks at with smoldering desire. I'm too cerebral, too businesslike...too cold."

Her touch melted his resistance. "The hell you are."

He dipped his head and claimed her mouth, parted her lips, probed deeply with his tongue. She seemed startled for a few seconds, then responded to him, sighing and pressing against his rock hard erection. His nerves began to hum.

She pulled back and gave him a bittersweet smile. "You're a delicious man, Jake. But I really have to go."

Pulling in a shuddering breath, he commanded his hands to drop to his sides.

She picked up her backpack, side-stepped around the peanut shells, and moved toward the door. Then she stopped, turned back, and smiled at him.

"Thanks for the rum." She paused and chewed her bottom lip before she continued. "You know, it's been so long since a man has made love to me, that when I look at you, I almost wish I could disconnect my brain and jump into your bed."

He held her gaze. Her ex had been a fool to let her go. But if Jake let himself fall for her, he'd be a fool, too.

"The rain has almost stopped," he said. "I'll walk you to the dock."

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