The only commitment Saxby Cole has ever made is to the SEALs. He follows a long line of Southern charmers who swear monogamy isn’t in their blood. He’s never met a woman who made him want to swear his allegiance—until, while undercover for a Justiss Alliance assignment, he finds a woman who makes him think twice.
When Jennessy Shaw’s boyfriend dumps her right before their vacation to a hedonistic Caribbean resort, she goes without him to explore her wild side. Throwing caution to the wind, she propositions Saxby—only to suffer his gentle rejection.
When she wakes in Saxby’s room with no memory of the night before, Jennessy discovers his real purpose: to sniff out an operation where women like her are drugged and prostituted to resort guests. She goes from victim to his investigative partner . . . but getting too close to the sexier-than-sin Saxby may be her wildest move yet.
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How humiliating. The first time Jennessy had ever done something impetuous like kiss a guy she’d just met, and he’d rejected her. What a terrible start to her wild weekend. Even the pleasant buzz—which had probably prompted the impulse in the first place—had abandoned her.
Jennessy chose the seat in the front of the van next to the new driver and peppered him with inane questions. He chatted in a sing song voice characteristic of the Caribbean.
Every time she slipped and glanced back at Saxby, he flashed her an apologetic look. It wasn’t his fault she’d nearly jumped him. As she replayed their conversation, she realized he’d never actually given her any signals that he was interested. In fact, he’d tried to read his magazine, and she’d talked his ear off. And apparently he was a nice guy, because he was remaining faithful.
She watched him from the corner of her eye while pretending to take in the pine forest they ambled past. He sat slumped in his seat, staring out the window with a glum expression. He definitely wasn’t her type, which, of course, had been the appeal. The only appeal, right? Yes, definitely. Far different than Lane, with his over attention to his appearance, his cocky posture, and gregarious personality.
His hair was still ruffled from when she’d run her fingers through the silky strands. Damn, he did have amazing eyes, with a shape that gave the appearance of a smile and fringed with thick lashes. But his clothing style, awful. Every time his eyes flashed in her memory, with that intriguing twinkle, she pulled up the image of his boring shirt and shapeless khakis. Every time she remembered his smile, she recalled the embarrassment of his rejection.
She focused on another subject, though not much better—the glimpse of her crazy curls she could see in the side mirror. Even in September, it was warm and humid, which sent her curls into a frizz frenzy. She dreaded seeing her whole reflection.
The forest, interspersed with palm trees, started to thin out, revealing buildings and tennis courts in the distance. Her chest tightened. They were almost at the resort.
They passed through an elegant entrance of coral columns and bright foliage. The driver flashed her and Saxby a white smile as he pulled up to a large portico, then hopped out of his seat. “Welcome to Decadence! Let the fun begin!”
Yippee. She sprang up, eager to grab her bag and scoot inside. Saxby was right behind her, and she wondered if he’d take her bag again. He was polite, and his slight Southern accent made her think he’d come from the same town his friend with the cheating genetics lived. Then she remembered how she’d stayed near him as they filed into the luggage claim area. He hadn’t engaged her in conversation, hadn’t given her any indication that he’d wanted her company. God, she must have come off like a puppy.
She stepped away from Saxby and focused on the people wandering around the entrance, drinks in hand, very little clothing on their bodies. None were naked, but there certainly wasn’t much left to the imagination in many cases.
“It’s not clothing optional here,” the driver said, obviously seeing her looking at the guests. “You are on the Wild side, miss?” He popped open the luggage compartment and set the pieces on a cart that a bellhop had wheeled out.
“No, Mild.”
He grinned, his laugh deep.“I bet you get wild before long.”
About the Author:
USA Today bestselling author Tina Wainscott has always loved the combination of romance and suspense, because nothing complements falling in love better than being hunted down. The author of more than thirty novels and novellas, Wainscott creates characters with baggage, past hurts, and vulnerabilities. They go through hell, find love, and, at the end, find peace in who they are and everything they’ve gone through. And isn’t that what everyone wants?
Jennifer’s Review of Wild Nights
Review (3.75 Stars):Wild Nights was an entertaining thrill-ride with an intriguing mystery with a sexy alpha hero in an exotic locale. I liked Saxby and Jennessy together as a couple because she was sweet and sassy and just the right woman to make this smooth-talking man think about settling down. Saxby knew from the instant that he met Jennessy that she was different from the women that he had met before and the fact that she was involved in criminal investigation, made it perfect for him. She understood what he went through working undercover and was willing to do anything to help Sax solve his case.
I haven’t read the other books in the series but that didn’t matter because I was able to follow along with the characters just fine. This book can stand on its own and I enjoyed the time that I spent with Saxby and Jennessy. Looking forward to reading more from Ms. Wainscott and her hot, sexy Navy SEALS.
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Great excerpt!