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| Dr. Calypso Reed has a knack for finding things. On the hunt for a priceless medallion in the rainforests of Peru, Cal is determined that her first solo expedition be a success. But she never counted on having hardheaded Nash MacClure follow on her heels, or expected the dark presence she feels watching her, waiting.
Nash can't get Cal out of his mind, or the night between them they never finished. Sent to watch out for her after her brother's premonition, Nash is determined to find out whether his feelings for Cal run as deep as he fears. But can he keep Cal safe long enough to make her see how right they are for each other? |
| EXCERPT Hell no! Calypso Reed shut off the overhead spray in the outdoor shower. She snagged the towel she’d brought along with her and managed to wrap it around her middle before he got within twenty feet of her. No way. Cal glared at Nash McClure, his long strides devouring the distance between them. Cal didn’t wait for him to reach her. She shoved open the neck-high door and stalked across the grass separating them. The angry pace carried her from the sheltered corner shower stall outside the lodge where the team was staying in until tomorrow morning. She felt more than a dozen pair of eyes follow her as the surrounding archeologists, interns and a handful of others stopped what they were doing. Cal didn’t care. This was her expedition, her first time without her overprotective father or older brother hovering and she’d be damned if Nash was going to be their stand in. Annoyance boiled into anger as she stopped in front of him. “What the hell are you doing here?” Built like a Roman gladiator, Nash tended to intimidate people. From his six-foot plus frame to the wicked scar that hugged his cheek from ear to jaw, he tended to scare even his students. Cal found few men intimidating, even ones who towered over her, but something about Nash had always set her on edge. His dark eyes too easily pinned a person in place. Which always made her more determined to remain unruffled by his presence. Nash’s heavy gaze slid up to met hers, and instead of the customary frown she’d grown used to, he smiled at her. A lazy curving of his lips that made Cal remember the slow, easy feel of his mouth against hers. “Nice to see you again, Dr. Reed.” Cal tugged her towel closer, a little too conscious of his attention dipping below her neck. Her insides warmed despite her annoyance, or maybe because of it. Nash McClure had a way of making her want him. Period. “What are you doing here,” she repeated, her voice as firm as she could manage without drawing more attention to them. Nash tipped his hat back, the style a little too reminiscent of Indiana Jones, and grinned at her. “Maybe you should get some clothes on before we talk.” Cal cocked her head. “Am I making you uncomfortable?” The frown she knew well clouded his face as he leaned forward. “Do you really want to know what you’re making me, right now?” She didn’t move as he inched forward, forcing her to tip her head back to look him in the eyes. There was no way in hell she’d back up. “This is my expedition. So unless you’ve got a damn good reason to be here, I suggest you get your ass back in the Jeep and back to class.” Although Nash appeared more content in front of a lecture hall packed full of students or colleagues, he looked damn good out of his suit. His brown hair was almost long enough to be considered shaggy, considerably longer since the Christmas party six months ago. And before her thoughts could drift to the night that never was, Cal glanced past his shoulder and spotted Daniel behind him. Daniel and her father had been friends since attending university together. When her parents created the Avalon Foundation, Daniel went to work for them, following them around the world as they tracked down artifacts and lost treasures. He’d been out of the field for months, ever since his wife was diagnosed with cancer. Daniel stepped up beside Nash, his smile warm and his gaze politely fixed on her face. “Good to see you, Cal.” Cal slung an arm around his back in an awkward hug. “I didn’t know you were coming down here.” “When Nash mentioned he was headed to Peru and your hunt for the Widow’s Medallion, I decided to tag along.” Feeling Nash’s eyes bore into her, Cal focused on Daniel. “Yvette’s doing well then?” “Very well. She was sick of me underfoot and banished me down here for a couple weeks.” “Remind me to give her a call and thank her.” Daniel’s arrival took the sting out of Nash’s appearance. Somewhat. Across from her, Nash scowled. “Are you going to get some clothes on?” Offering up her most innocent smile, Cal glanced at him. “So I am making you uncomfortable.” A firm hand encircled her wrist, dragging her away from Daniel. Cal tried to rip her arm free. “Get your hand off me.” “Why are you being such a pain in the ass?” Nash spoke through his teeth. “Let…go,” Cal warned. The corner of his mouth twitched. “Or what?” His brown eyes flashed a second before she turned her back into his chest, gripped his upper arm and flipped him over her shoulder. Somehow she managed to keep her towel intact, but suspected more than a few interns behind her got a good peek at her ass. Cal didn’t wait for Nash to get up from his sprawled position on the ground before she stormed towards the lodge. There was no way in hell Nash McClure was staying. |
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