Bachelor parties are fun, as long as you're not the poor
sap getting hitched...or slipped a Mickey and waking to
discover you just became the poor sap. Not to mention that
your βwifeβ is pregnant, and if you don't go along to her
village to meet the in-laws, the nice police comandante
will be muy unhappy. Just another day in the life of
helicopter pilot J. Jackson Briggs? Not so much. His
Smithson Group gig wasn't supposed to be dangerous, but the
woman who drugs him, then knocks him out, then drugs him
again certainly is. She also may or may not be a nun. She's
definitely a lying, scheming, lethally gorgeous...American.
Jack's light years from believing the story Jillian
Endicott gives him about her noble cause in the sweltering
wilds of San Torisco, but he knows one thing: he'll get the
truthβand plenty moreβfrom her, one way or another...
Being an Endicott of the Boston Endicotts taught Jillian
plenty about the haves vs. the have-notsβand made it easy
to choose sides. But there's nothing easy about her mission
in San Torisco, and things only get harder when Jack Briggs
is thrown into the mix. Six-foot-three of big Texas mouth
and big...other things...Jack's pegged her as a bored
little rich girl. Hey, he can think what he wants, as long
as he does what she wants. Do unto others what needs to be
doneβthat's Jillian's motto. Problem is, Jack knows how to
push her buttons from minute oneβand the closer he gets to
pushing her over the edge, the more she wants him to...
Now under dark velvet cover of jungle nights, two rebels
with a cause are going deepβand falling hardβfor the
perfect stranger...
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