Welcome to the Scintillating Sunday Romance Blog Hop where multiple romance authors share eight paragraphs of their work that they find 'scintillating.' Taking a peek inside the romantic suspense novel, Duplicity...
I really need to learn to keep my mouth shut, she thought to herself as she tentatively stepped into the outdoor shower. Between being concerned about the iguanas he'd warned her about and the rain thrashing the building, she had second-guessed this idea a dozen times between the bedroom and here.
Tall, overgrown bushes outside the lattice surrounding the outdoor shower smashed and scratched against the thin wood, but provided a bit of a reprieve from the intense wind. They were covered in brilliant pink flowers whose fragrance wrapped around her as she lifted her face to the warm water from the showerhead that competed with the cool rain that pelted her back.
Rubbing soap in her hair, she grinned at the combination of wind, flora, rain, soap, and warm water running over her skin. This might go down as her most invigorating shower ever.
She froze when firm hands covered hers and took over massaging her scalp. He worked the shampoo all the way through the ends, taking time to press his thumbs against the knot that had been lodged at the base of her neck for three days. She dropped her arms to her side and tilted her head forward to give him easier access.
Outside of her salon, no one had ever washed her hair for her before or done such a thorough job. He stroked his fingers through it to remove all the soap while turning the showerhead just so for a thorough rinse. She flattened her hands against the tile. Her senses snapped with awareness.
He moved his hands down her sides to her hips before sliding around the front to cup her breasts. He kissed the back of her shoulder, his breath hot on her cool skin.
"I love the way you taste," he whispered against her ear while his hands squeezed her breasts.
She twisted her head to kiss him. Maybe they had a hard time talking, but damn they had making love down to an art form. Being near him clothed or unclothed created a force field of intoxicating attraction, a burning need that couldn't be quenched no matter how satisfying the sex. Each touch created a desire for another. Every kiss stirred a deeper thirst. The more they tasted of one another, the more they hungered.
Nothing bad happens in paradise...or does it?
Lexi Dubois is in trouble. On Grand Cayman for business, she discovers the company she's been working for is funding a human trafficking ring—and the money trail leads back to her. Scared for her life, she charters a boat for a week to hide from the men on the small island who want her dead and to buy time to find enough evidence to take them down. The last thing she expects—or wants—is a torrid affair with the hot captain and dive master.
Larry Gibbon has been running a charter dive boat operation in Grand Cayman for years. He's seen it all—and done his share of creating havoc. But when a mysterious woman charters his boat for a week—alone—he has no idea what trouble she's bringing aboard.
The ocean is vast and unforgiving, but will Larry's knowledge of the Cayman Islands and Lexi's relentless determination to survive be enough to save them?
**The Wanderlust Series consists of stand-alone adventure romance novels. Occasionally, characters from previous novels may make a cameo, but each story truly does stand on its own merits.
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