Bare in Bermuda (paperback)

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-898-1
ISBN Print: 978-1-61217-897-4
Page Count: 388
Word Count: 99217
Rating: Mature

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Seriously devoted to her job, Dr. Henna Hirsch has strict standards for herself and for the man in her life—exactly the reason there isn't one. Everyone wants her to be more like her spontaneous and much younger sister who's marrying a man in Bermuda she's known for three months. On the way to the wedding, a mucho caliente cowboy in the airport lounge mistakes her for a prostitute, and she decides to let the moment take her where it will. Even if it's a mile high.

Wealthy Colombian widower Eduardo Salazar lost the love of his life and never expects to find love again. Until the whimsical beauty he mistook for a lady of the evening winds up on the same flight to Bermuda—and at the same hotel. Then he discovers their mutual agenda—the wedding of her sister and his son. A strong believer in destiny, he sets out to convince Henna they are meant to be.


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ISBN: 978-1-61217-897-4



Chicken. Big, yellow chicken that hasn't had sex in months or done anything even remotely daring in a decade.

Shut up. She grabbed onto the adventurous and daring part of her personality, pulled up, and forced it forward. You don't know this man. He doesn't know you. As far as he knows, you are sexy, fulfilled, adventurous, and daring. There is no reason you cannot be that person for an hour or two while you're waiting for an airplane. Be awesome, Henna! Be fabulous! You don't have to have sex with this man, but you can make him think you would, given the right opportunity.

"So," she said. "Have you ever fantasized about picking up a total stranger in an airport and having your way with them?"

"What makes you think I haven't picked up a total stranger in an airport and had my way with them?" The look in his eyes and the tilt of his mouth told her what she needed to know. They were equally bored and up for a bit of naughty, flirty talk that might or might not lead to something more, depending on the direction Hurricane Delores decided to take.

The who of her fantasy had been sorted out. The how and the where could be problematic, but nothing was impossible. She had credit cards and determination. She lacked courage. That could be found in the depths of her soul. No one, especially Eduardo, knew who she was. At that moment, she could be anyone. Even someone with the confidence to take a risk and do something outrageously bold.

"Have you?" She returned his look.

"No," he said. "But there is a first for everything. You are very beautiful and my flight is delayed." He reached up and his knuckles ran down her jaw. "Perhaps we can have a drink or two and discuss the nature of this fantasy of yours."

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