Her Royal Wedding Wish
Jake Ronan took a deep, steadying breath, the same kind he would take and hold right before the shot or the assault or the jump.No relief. His heart was beating like a deer three steps ahead of a wolf pack. His palms were slick with sweat.
He was a man notorious for keeping his cool. And in the past three years that notoriety had served him well. He'd taken a hijacked plane back from the bad guys, jumped from ten thousand feet in the dead of night into territory controlled by hostiles, rescued fourteen school-children from a hostage taking.
But in the danger-zone department nothing did him in like a wedding. He shrugged, rolled his shoulders, took another deep breath.
His old friend, Colonel Gray Peterson, recently retired, the reason Ronan was here on the tiny tropical-island paradise of B'Ranasha, shifted uneasily beside him. Under his breath he said a word that prob ... read full excerpt from Her Royal Wedding Wish ebook
