Excerpt:
The rattling of a doorknob woke Jess. She groaned as she pried her face from the coverlet and untangled her legs from her sundress. Her body ached, and all she wanted to do was go back to the resort. Like now.
A swarthy man entered the room. His white shirt billowed down his arms. He was well built, slender but not tall. Breeches clung to his legs, and long boots rose up to cover his muscular calves. His hair was cut short, and he wore a sardonic grin on his tanned face as he looked her over. The heat in his gaze was unmistakably wild, and it sent a shiver to Jess’s core. Fear warred with desire, and Jess didn’t know what to do. Part of her wanted to run. The other part wasn’t sure of anything.