Look, Im sorry if you were worried, but there was no reason.
Jones slapped the door beside her head. There was every reason, he disputed, shoving his face close to hers. Do you have any idea what can happen to a woman on her own in a place like this?
His second hand joined the first against the door on the other side of her head, effectively caging her. And she couldnt be sure whether the wild pumping of her pulse was due more to his words or to his nearness.
Youre right, of course. But believe it or not, I do take precautions. I dont take chances, and I am not without self-defense training.
Prove it. The note of mockery in his voice was at odds with the dangerous light still burning in his eyes. Youve got a man cornering you, wanting more than you care to give. Stop me.
Alias Smith and Jones
Kylie Brant
www.millsandboon.co.uk
KYLIE BRANT
lives with her husband and five children in Iowa. She works full-time as a teacher of learning disabled students. Much of her free time is spent in her role as professional spectator at her kids sporting events.
An avid reader, Kylie enjoys stories of love, mystery and suspenseand she insists on happy endings! When her youngest children, a set of twins, turned four, she decided to try her hand at writing. Now most weekends and all summer she can be found at the computer, spinning her own tales of romance and happily-ever-afters.
Kylie invites readers to write to her at P.O. Box 231, Charles City, IA 50616. Or you can visit her Web site at www.kyliebrant.com.
For Aunt Bonnie and Uncle Wilbur, with love
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 1
Analiese Tremaine didnt go around seducing men. If asked, the available men in Tangipohoa Parish could attest that even thinking of Analiese in a sexual way would be tantamount to signing a death warrant. Her three older brothers were as protective of her as a pack of wild dogs, and since the Tremaines owned just about everything round those parts, a fella could be dead and buried and no one would dare question the disappearance. The talk hadnt hurt Analieses brothers reputations a whit, but neither had it done anything interesting for her social life.
Shed never had more reason to regret her dearth of experience. The man shed traveled a thousand miles to hire was scowling down at her. His face, which might have been handsome without the days growth of beard, was a mask of impatience. At a time like this a woman could use a bit more exposure to the art of flirtation and seduction. As it was, she could only chalk up one more grievance against her brothers and hope that the smile she aimed at the man looked more confident than desperate.
Listen, Mr.
Jones. No mister. Just Jones.
The fact that he gave no first name made her pause. Thered been no mention of one in her brothers files, either. Just Jones, and a private number shed traced, with no little difficulty, to this island. To this half-naked man.
He either hadnt bothered with a shirt that day or had dispensed with it as the temperature soared. His brown hair was clubbed back into a short ponytail, and the sun had streaked it tawny. His lashes, absurdly long for a man, were tipped with the same color. But there was nothing warm about his expression. Most people would have quailed beneath the menacing look in his narrowed gray gaze, but Analiese considered herself something of an expert in dealing with short-tempered males.
Ill double your normal fee.
I said no, lady. I meant it.
He turned and began striding down the dock. Hurrying after him, she divided her attention between her words and her footing. Huge cords of rope lay in jumbles on the dock, a treacherous obstacle course for the unwary. Do you really think thats wise? Youre turning down quite a bit of money. A man who makes his living as you do cant afford to be picky, can he?
Her remark brought him around, but because her gaze was on her feet, she rammed into him with enough force to jolt her teeth together. Two hard hands clamped around her forearms and set her away, but not before shed felt for herself the steely muscles beneath that burnished skin. Smelled the mingled scents of sun, sea, sweat. Scents that shouldnt have been so appealing.
What the hells that supposed to mean?
Analiese preferred to blame her breathlessness on the force of the recent impact rather than her proximity to his rock hard body. Imum Since the sight of his tanned muscled torso seemed to have stricken her dumb, she averted her gaze from the distraction in question and gathered her scattered thoughts. I meant your occupation, of course. Its dependent on tourists and weather, isnt it?
When she chanced another look at him, his expression had eased infinitesimally, but was no more welcoming. Listen, lady
Smith. Raising her Ray Bans with one hand, Analiese offered him the other, along with the phony name on her passport. Ann Smith.
He ignored both her hand and the introduction. Like I said, Ive got a three-day fishing party to take out at dawn tomorrow. Try one of the other charter services I told you about. Im booked.
Are they as good as you are?
No ones as good as I am. His well-formed mouth didnt even quiver with a hint of humor. It was a simple statement of fact from a man who lacked an ounce of humility. But Im not available. He turned around again, clearly believing the matter closed.
She trotted after him. Your party could be sent to one of the other services. They wouldnt have to be inconvenienced at all.
They wont be. Because theyve already got me.
Ill give you two and a half times your regular fee. Desperation sounded in Anas voice, and she made a conscious effort to smooth it. It wouldnt do to let this man suspect how badly she needed him. Or why.
Nope. Nimbly he leaped from the dock to the deck of the gleaming white ship with Nefarious emblazoned on its bow.
She took a moment to wonder if the ship had been named when hed bought it or if hed christened it himself. And if he had, what the name symbolized. But frustration edged out curiosity. Would you mind telling me why?
He sent a glance her way, then bent forward to more tightly secure the ships mooring. No, I dont mind. His sudden verbosity should have warned her. Hed been maddeningly reticent up to now. Number oneI gave the other party my word. That might not mean much to folks like you, but it does to me. And two He looked at her then, really looked at her. An insolently thorough once-over that left her flesh tingling as though hed stroked her skin with one callused palm. you look like trouble. I dont like trouble.