Janine Wilson, a city girl, vows to only date men who share the same interests as her because she had nothing in common with her ex. But she can’t find a connection with any guy she meets.
Then her ex, Cody, takes her to a deserted island, which he claims will be beneficial to her work. Reluctantly, Janine agrees to the boat trip and is surprised to find Cody’s best friend, Jackson Davis, at the helm.
When Cody disappears on the island, Janine spontaneously confides in Jackson:
“Sparks should be a given in a relationship.” I spun around to face Jackson, throwing my arms up in frustration. “But I’ve never felt them with anyone. Maybe it’s me. What if I’m just dead inside?”
His gaze leveled mine. “You’re not dead inside, Janine.”
“But I’ve never felt that connection. Not once in my life.” I shook my head, wondering why I was unloading on Jackson when he was my ex’s best friend? And where had Cody disappeared to? I needed to get back to my project at the Inn and off this deserted island, which didn’t even have Internet. Shudder.
Jackson took hold of my upper arms. “Janine—”
“I’m throwing in the towel on my love life,” I said, even as tingles danced along my skin where he was holding me. But that must’ve been my imagination. Or a side effect from my freak out. Because I’d never felt tingles from a guy. Ever. As if to prove the tingles couldn’t be from Jackson, I suddenly blurted, “Take you, for example. You’re kind, thoughtful, and extremely attractive. Any sane woman would feel sparks with you. But I’ll bet if I kissed you right here, right now, I’d feel nothing. Zip. Zilch. Zero.”
A line formed between Jackson’s brows as if he didn’t believe me. Was he challenging my desperation? I felt the sudden need to prove my point about being dead inside. So, without thinking, I pressed my mouth to his and closed my eyes.
Fireworks exploded in my belly as my mouth claimed his. I sagged against him, which was a very good thing because the moment his mouth responded to mine my legs went liquid.
Then he deepened the kiss by parting my lips with his tongue and I tasted him. Shivers danced up and down my spine. Zing-zing-zing! Oh, wow. So not dead inside.
Our tongues moved together in sync, but I felt unable to get enough of him, of Jackson. A small sound escaped me as I leaned closer, my hands pressed against his solid chest as my whole world spun.
Sparks? More like a raging inferno.
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