Tempted By Innocence
Don Alejandro Castillo had wicked eyes. Pirate eyes. They were blue, like the Mediterranean, and intense, like the Spanish sun. They could skewer a soul on the keen edge of a cutlass.
In real life, those eyes always softened when they looked at Celeste Rochester, but in her dreams the night before they had not.
"Don't fail me, palomita. Find my son," he'd said, his eyes dark with intensity. "Find Diego and bring him home to me."
"I will," she promised, knowing how great was the need. She sincerely meant and sincerely believed every word.
Such was the power of the dream.
It was harder to have such faith in herself now, released from the night's magic and staring across a smooth expanse of blue sea towards the isle of San Juan Bautista in the Spanish Indies.
This was her destination. Somewhere on that island was the man she sought. Die ... read full excerpt from Tempted By Innocence ebook
