Former SEAL Jack Girard runs a small dive boat and catamaran business in the beautiful Caribbean. His grandfather spent his life searching for Mayan gold... especially idols, such as the Conquistadores discovered. Jack thinks the legendary idols are nothing but trouble. Since his brother's death he hasn't been looking forward to the family Christmas, but now he has to face the fact that his sister in law is coming to spend CHRISTMAS IN CANCUN.
Since Jack hasn't met Jillian, he is unprepared for the stunning petite lady he welcomes to Mexico, along with her lively toddler daughter - Jack's niece. Is it wrong to find Jillian so sexy and attractive? Jillian is startled that Jack is so unlike her late husband, whom she met while they took anthropology degrees. She wants to explore an island called Isla Mujeres, the Island of Women, and check some ancient Spanish translations. But her daughter Addison is her first priority.
There are some emotional scenes as Jillian has to come to terms with the ending of a part of her life. The shoreline provides some exotic locations, above and below water, and the limestone land includes cavern systems and cenote pools. Contrast is provided by a dive firm that lets idiots dive drunk in this unregulated country. Jack is resigned to pickpockets, roadblocks and other crime, providing capable guidance for the unwary visitor. There's a strong warning against sunburn. Food is local and flavourful, such as an appetiser of chopped shrimp, fresh onions, and colourful peppers soaked in lemon and lime, which sounds so good that I want to try it!
Jack sees beautiful women in bikinis every day, so why is Jillian different to him, and is what starts between them going to last? As the lady is on a quest, will any discovery lead them into danger? KaLyn Cooper, who has been a military wife, has combined many strong ingredients in a Caribbean cocktail for adults only, with crackling sexual tension and prickles of danger throughout. CHRISTMAS IN CANCUN will definitely be a time to remember.
Busy building a new career with his catamaran company,
former SEAL Jack Girard had all but forgotten about his
grandfatherβs quest to find the golden Mayan goddess
statues until his brotherβs beautiful widow, Jillian, and
adorable daughter, Addison, arrive in Cancun with the
research materials. His need to complete the family
mission is almost as strong as his desire for Jillian.
Between raising her daughter alone and finishing her
doctorate in Mayan anthropology, Jillian doesnβt have
time for a man in her life. Although, after mourning her
husbandβs murder for two years, sheβs ready for a man her
bed.
An underwater Virgin Mary statue and centuries-old
manuscripts lead the two of them through the Mayan
Riviera and directly into danger.
During steamy Caribbean nights together, will they
develop the ability to move on and discover the real
treasure isn't gold?
Jillian had been ready to scream for the police when the
man grabbed her baby. Sheβd read about airport
kidnappings in foreign countries and how, if the parents
didnβt pay up immediately, theyβd sell the child. She
didnβt have much money and no idea how to get the massive
amounts she was sure a kidnapper would require. She
couldnβt let him take her baby. No, she wouldnβt let him
take Addi.
The dark evil thoughts that raced through her fatigued
mind delayed understanding the fact that heβd called her
baby girl by name, her nickname. Then heβd said he was
Jack Girard.
Jack? No. This couldnβt be Jimmyβs brother Jack. He was a
Navy SEAL. Every picture sheβd seen of him, and there
were several, heβd been in one uniform or another. Or
heβd been in nothing but low-slung swim trunks and behind
the wheel of a boat as a teenager. Heβd been clean-cut
with short hair, was close shaven and extremely good
looking.
The man who held her daughter was a different man
altogether.
Jack Girard wasnβt this long-haired, shaggy, sun-
bleached-blond Adonis with bulging tanned muscles under a
blue polo shirt with a sailboat logo emblazoned over an
impressive chest. The man before her looked deadly on
every level. His light blue eyes were hard as arctic ice
with hints of green. Then she watched his whole face
transform as he smiled at Addi and poked a finger into
her babyβs belly. The green had overtaken the blue, and
he looked like a loving father playing with his child.
Her child.
Jillian couldnβt breathe.
βYou ready to meet your hellion cousins, little
princess?β His voice was playful, yet its low tones
reverberated through Jillian, shaking parts of her soul
that had been dormant for more than two years. Since her
husbandβs murder. Addi squirmed at his touch and giggled.
βUhβ¦Iβll take her,β Jillian managed to push out through
her tightened throat as she grabbed for her child. When
he turned his broad smile toward her, her world focused
on his white teeth, all of them perfectly straight except
for one eyetooth, which turned slightly.
It was Jimmyβs smile. Except Jimmy was dead.
Her knees went weak. Her vision blurred. No matter how
hard she tried, her lungs refused to work. Indistinct
sounds echoed in the tall room and overwhelmed every one
of her senses. The world went white.
βWhoa.β Jackβs voice shot through the encroaching fog in
her brain, and a strong arm snapped around her back.
βBreathe, Jillian. Youβre safe.β
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