He wants revenge. She wants peace.
A man with the wealth and power to make things happen, Flynn Ormond is about to see his decade-long quest for revenge fulfilled. But then he stumbles onto a bikini-clad beauty sunbathing on his deserted beach. He wants her, and he’s accustomed to getting what he wants. However, she’s a distraction he can’t afford, not at all what she seems, and stands against everything he believes is right.
Traci Meredith has a long term plan of her own, to confront the man responsible for the death of her parents and finally move on with her life. But when sun-kissed god of a caretaker wanders into her life one sunny morning, she lets more than the tropical paradise seduce her from her goal. Then she discovers the truth of his identity and the length he’ll go to for justice. Can she lure him from destruction's grip or will the fingers of the past hold on tight?
She carefully measured her words. “You seem to know a lot about his personal life. Does the island owner require that type of personal information about the people who use the conference facilities?”
He propped his body up on one elbow facing her. “And do you always follow sex with accusations and an interrogation? I think any concerns you have about me or my character would be more appropriately addressed before sex.”
Even though the gleam in his eyes and mischievous grin said he was teasing, she couldn’t stop herself from throwing his own words back to him. “That doesn’t really answer my question, does it?”
His expression turned serious. “The answer to your question is no, the island owner does not require extensive background checks on those who wish to rent the facilities. Usually nothing beyond the normal credit check unless the potential client has a reputation for destructive behavior such as the case with certain celebrities. Now, to repeat my question. Do you always follow sex with an interrogation? Take a beautiful and incredible interaction and put a damper on it?”
A nervous jitter told her she had pushed her concerns too far. She forced a smile. “We seem to have veered off into some sort of a strange direction.”
“Yes…you have. Would I get a straight answer from you if I asked why?” He furrowed his brow in a moment of confusion. “Is there something about you being here that I need to know? And before you take offense, let me clarify. By here, I mean at this conference rather than here in my bed. I consider our being in my bed a personal matter based on mutual attraction and having nothing to do with the outside world.”
She took a deep breath in an attempt to steady her tensed nerves. “Well, we do agree on that.” Her defensiveness quickly gave way to feelings of guilt over misleading him. “I apologize if I’ve given you the wrong impression. It’s just that…well, I’m not accustomed to hopping in bed with a man I’ve only known a few hours. Or more accurately, one I don’t know at all and only encountered for a few minutes earlier today. I guess I allowed my insecurities to show.”
His turquoise eyes seemed to delve into the very essence of her psyche. As if she had no will of her own, she felt herself being drawn into his mesmerizing aura. Her mind clouded and her body once again ached for his touch. “Maybe I’m just experiencing the equivalent of morning after jitters.”
He drew her closer. “Let’s see if I can calm them for you.”