Skye's novels are about enjoying that little wild streak we don’t let out often enough. About those fantasies we rarely get the opportunity to indulge. About stretching limits, checking out the dark side, and maybe even acting a little naughty. They’re about escape and fun and pleasure and romance.
And, yes, even love, because while wicked-great sex is good, happily ever after with wicked-great sex is even better.
Skye (aka Joan) lives on the central coast of California in the heart of wine country with her husband and two daughters. As often as possible, she retreats to a hotel with critique partners for a power-writing week where much drinking, laughing, and yes, even working, ensues. When she’s not writing, Skye goes to breakfast with her hubby, attends her daughters’ barrel races, and spends a lot of time with her own horse, Riddle…while her two dogs, Paxton and Indie, tag along. She also loves to read, knit, craft, row, ride, and dabble in photography.
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Rachel dropped her head back and sang along with the song, “Pa-pa-pa-pa-poker face.” She closed the file drawer with a bump of her hip and danced toward her desk. “I wanna roll with him, a hard pair we will be…”
“Hey, Rach, I want—” Troy started.
“You always want something, Troy.” She’d seen him darken her doorway but was trying her damnedest to stay busy and keep her mind off conflict. And Troy was the biggest conflict creator of all the Renegades. “Did you fill out a timecard this week? If you didn’t, do it now. I’m not stopping everything to input your hours at the last minute so you can get a check again.”
“You said you were doing payroll tomorrow,” he complained.
“I’d rather not work on Saturday if I don’t have to. And your lazy ass is not keeping me here. You should have had it in last week, and you’ve been here goddamned long enough to know it. I don’t know why Jax let you slide for so long. Or why I let you slide either.”
“Because you love me?” he asked with that little-boy hope in his voice.
“Pfffft. Right. I’m officially initiating tough love on your fine ass, Jacobs.”
Besides, she wanted to tear down the plaster covering her brick fireplace in the house she was renovating this weekend to keep her mind off Nathan. Off the most memorable, most pleasurable, most sexually liberating night of her life. Off the fact that she’d turned down his request for her number, and his attempt to give her his own, before she left the hotel room. Sitting in this steaming trailer paying bills would not help keep her mind off anything pleasurable.
“Did you ever hear from that Ryker guy? What the hell happened to him?” she asked, pulling the last of the time cards from the pile. “After I finish payroll, I’m going to start on the risk assessment—”
“I did hear from Ryker,” Troy said, his voice low with exaggerated patience. “He missed you at the airport and couldn’t get ahold of me or Jax because of the lousy reception in these mountains, so he stayed with another friend.”
“Mmm-hmm,” she hummed with disinterest.
“And that’s why I’m here,” Troy continued. “Rachel this is Ryker. Ryker, Rachel.”
Rachel’s head popped up in surprise, and her gaze landed on a man standing in the doorway. In a mostly subconscious effort to beat the heat, she’d left the lights off in the trailer, and in the dusky, sunlit interior, she couldn’t make out details. Only saw he was big. But not just big; he was muscled. Muscled in a way that told her he was fit, not just built. Over the last six months working with actors and stuntmen, she’d learned the difference.
And her mind darted to the man she’d been trying to forget all morning: Nathan. Nathan and that to-die-for muscle-bound body she’d made sure to taste every inch of before she’d left the hotel. Because, well, chances of experiencing a body like that again were slim to none in her world.
“Oh, sorry about that,” she said, “I didn’t know—”
He shifted, just a little, but the sun hit him at a different angle, one that showed the outline of shaggy, chocolate-colored hair falling over his forehead and the tops of his ears. Showed the angle of his cheekbone and the square edge to his stubbled jaw.
Her gut tightened. Her mind hit a wall.
No. Not the same man.
But her gaze rolled over him again. He had Nathan’s height. Nathan’s build. Nathan’s lazy stance.
“Come in here, bro,” Troy said, gesturing to Ryker. “The sun’s at your back.”
He dropped his arms, stuffed his hands into his front pockets, and took a few steps forward.
And she knew. Knew by the way he moved even before his handsome face came into view. And when it did, she was looking at Nathan. Again.
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Series: Renegades #3
Publisher: Skye Jordan (July 14,2014)
After a tragic incident in Afghanistan leaves Master Sergeant Nathan Ryker the only man standing in his tight-knit team, he spirals into an alcohol-and-sex induced escape. A call from his lifelong buddy pulls Ryker from the shadows with a request for help with his stunt company’s latest blockbuster. If Ryker can survive the next three weeks of leave and get back to his remaining men, he might just be all right. But a sexy woman who can take his mind off his trauma is too hard to resist, and when he hooks up with Renegades’ sultry, snarky office manager, his sanity takes a backseat to his first glimpse of a future he isn’t sure he deserves.
Still reeling from a bitter romantic betrayal, Rachel Hart wants nothing more than an uncomplicated hookup. So when the mysterious Nathan seduces her with a little dirty talk and one delicious kiss, Rachel drowns all her good sense in a Mandarin and soda and gives herself over to a night of sexual bliss. But her memories tarnish in the morning light when Rachel discovers his real identity and his link to Renegades. Her job and her friends are the only thing holding her life together, and she won’t be ruined by one sultry night with this damaged and dangerously sexy man.
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