For Molly Light, painting is her path out of a silent, solitary world. Awarded a once-in-a-lifetime trip to paint under the blue Grecian skies, she must accompany the handsome, enigmatic stranger who granted the prize. His every touch arouses her most secret desires, but, when their journey plunges her into a chilling conspiracy, Molly suspects he’s not the man he pretends to be.
Bent on revenge for the brutal torture he’d once endured, guilt-ridden loner Stefanos Metadorakis believes Molly is sharing top-secret military plans with the enemy. His instructions are to escort her, watch her every move and mood—not fall in lust with her. But he’s inexplicably drawn to this beautiful, damaged woman and before long their passions explode.
As distrust mixes with desire, dangerous enemy forces are closing in, their sights set on Molly. With their lives in the balance, can the lovers trust each other enough to foil a deadly international plot?
Stefanos Metadorakis would make being in love intoxicating…
Stefanos switched off the inside light, casting the car interior into shadow. The hand near her shoulder grazed her chin with the velvety glow of a sunset fading into twilight. He slipped his hand around her neck and leaned closer.
Starbursts rode her spine and every cell poised like a diver on the edge of a board.
His mouth hovered close.
Stop him! Don’t complicate things.
But she could no more stop his kiss than she could have tuned a musical instrument.
His mouth found hers with urgency, and heat pooled in her like hot wax under the flame of a candle. She slid a hand over the smooth fabric of his shirt and up over his shoulder. The hardness of his muscles, the way his hand curved around her rib cage—everything—pulled her down into the sea of sensation. How wonderful to be held again….