Tag: coastal-romance, contemporary-romance, sharks

I think you look…very nice.” the way he said it, with a slight pause and that sexy accent, made Sharona forget all about jet lag. Instead, she was on high flirt alert.

Hooking up with a tall, dark stranger in a bar wasn’t anywhere on her to do-do list, but as she eyed those broad shoulders, the thick neck, strong-looking hands, and gorgeous mouth…What the hell, maybe he should be on the top of her “to-do” list.

Think of it this way,” he rubbed a fist under his square jaw, “If we hadn’t been on the same flight or at the same hotel, you would’ve had no one to spill your drinks on.

His lips crashed against hers. If there had been air in her lungs, she wouldn’t have known what to do with it. He kissed her fiercely, making her head spin wilder than a whirlpool, knocking every last puff of breath from her body.

One of the most elusive things about the white shark is their, uh…” His eyes moved to hers and he held them there.”Their what?” she asked when he didn’t finish, a bit rapt by his expression.He kept his eyes locked on her. “Their mating.””Mating,” she repeated, feeling a flutter in her stomach at the way he was looking at her…then suddenly not looking at her.”We don’t know if individual animals spawn in a certain spot every time — kind of like a human might go to a particular pub if she wants some action. Juan an example, mind you?She folded her arm, feeling her cheeks heat up. “Pub Uh-huh.”Jeff leaned against the railing, his expression looking smug at her embarrassment. “For all we know, sharks are just, ya know, doing it everywhere.””Like the Kardasians?” ….”But who know. Maybe, if we play just the right mood music, you and I will get lucky, Sharona Blaire.”Was he talking about shark reproduction… or human?And… was he flirting? Earlier, he’d gone cold and hostile when she’d tried to apologize. The man was a ball of contradiction. A very sexy, very nice-smelling contradiction.”Well.” She swallowed, staring in his eyes. “I’m all for getting lucky.

Tell me if this is too forward,” he said in a low voice that was surprisingly shaky, “but do you want to come—“”Yes,” she answered, exhaling hot breath on his neck.He grinned and gave her hip a squeeze. “I must say, this has been the most pleasant surprise I could imagine.””You’re not very imaginative, then.” She gave him the flirty eyes.”Good thing I am.

Why was life so unfair that the one guy she felt uncontrollable chemistry with —even when they weren’t even touching —was the only guy she had to keep her hands off?

I don’t spill my drinks on just any man, you know.” She touched his cheek. “only dashing shark lovers with pantydropping accents.

I want you alone,” he whispered, gliding a hand around her hip, “on a slow boat to China. Days together, nights… rocking on the waves.

In the grand scheme of things, we share a mutual goal, but I’m not a distraction.”He couldn’t help laughing, probably loudly enough to scare a school of hammerheads.”What?””Sharona Blaire.” He shook his head, keeping his eyes on the smooth ocean surface. “You’ve been nothing but the sexiest, most desirable distraction of my life.” The admission hung in the air, suspended, and for a painful moment, he regretted being so open… trusting.”I guess that means we have something else in common, Jeff Cruz.

I shouldn’t brag, but I’m one of the top experts in my field.”She swallowed. “Of shark sex, you mean.””Well, that, too. Anything you want to know on the subject, Sharona… anything” –he pulled back a sexy half grin — “I’d be happy to enlighten you.

He wished he was doing much more than kissing the back of her silky hand, though throwing her on the bar and devouring her like a man-eater wasn’t a wise option.But… he was only human.