by Rachel Lacey
“Well, look who’s here,” Kate said, tipping her head toward the Tiki Bar’s torch-lit entrance where Colton Nix stood, illuminated by the flames in a kind of golden glow. Already, a crowd of female admirers had gathered around him. “I guess we should go say hello.”
“You go ahead,” Jenn said, annoyed at the rush of heat that had flooded her at the sight of him. “I’ll just wait here.”
Cole’s eyes met hers from across the bar. A wicked smile curled his lips, and then he was walking straight toward her.
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About the Author
Rachel Lacey is a contemporary romance author and semi-reformed travel junkie. She's been climbed by a monkey on a mountain in Japan, gone scuba diving on the Great Barrier Reef, and camped out overnight in New York City for a chance to be an extra in a movie. These days, the majority of her adventures take place on the pages of the books she writes. She lives in warm and sunny North Carolina with her husband, son, and a variety of rescue pets.