A Risk Worth Taking
Harlequin Superromance, March 2011

He doesn’t just want her. He wants it all.

Any red-blooded American male would be all over Cressa Curtis. She’s gorgeous, she’s wild and clearly she’s open for a no-strings-attached adventure. But Adam Walker’s been there, done that. And now he wants more for himself. Even with his history, Adam still believes in love and family and marriage and the whole white picket fence—hardly what Cressa is offering. Besides, everything about the crazy Kiwi spells danger and distraction—two things Adam can’t afford to risk with his sights set on medical school. He’s only in New Zealand for a month.

Surely he can resist Cressa’s advances that long….


Excerpt

Jetlag and champagne were fast overtaking him. Almost trancelike, Adam danced Cressa to the edge of the wedding guests, towards the sheltering darkness of trees. He'd been so serious for so long and she reminded him of what he used to be like.

Tonight he was in a foreign land, among strangers. Tomorrow Cressa be gone and he'd refocus, get back to his studies. Hell, there was absolutely nothing else to do here in Aroha Bay. No distractions, just him and Mom. He'd probably ace the exam given the empty weeks stretching ahead.

The thought made him smile as he leaned down to rub his cheek then his lips on the top of her head. That felt so good. She raised her face to his but just as he was about to let his mouth sink down onto her beautiful lips, he saw Cressa's mother, Deidre, only a few feet away, watching the dancers. The way she wasn't looking at them as she sipped her wine, let him know she knew exactly what was going on. He swung around with the music so his back was to her but already Deidre had knocked some of that delicious, drugged dreaminess out of him.
Cressa smiled up at him. She looked so full of mischief and wicked promise, he couldn't help smiling back. One night with her would be amazing.

"I've a surprise for you."

"Yeah?" He could hear the husky, lustful hope in his voice and wondered if she did.

"I hope you won't mind. Sass said you'd be delighted. Your mum knows about it and she says that it'll be wonderful."

Suspicion replaced lust. "Really?"

His instincts had spotted danger but his mind couldn't seem to keep up. "What?"

"I told Jake and Sass I'm up here on location for the next few weeks and Sass invited me to stay. Now I'll be around to show you the country. Won't that be fun?"

Alarm bells going off in his head, Adam jerked backwards, tripped over the root of a tree and stumbled, knocking the glass of red wine out of Deidre's hand and all down her cream suit.