Too Wild. Jamie Sobrato

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      “Are you feeling relaxed yet?”

      “Far from it.” Travis almost groaned the answer to Jenna’s question.

      Her lips were swollen and her eyes half-lidded as she smiled up at him. “Guess I’ll have to try a little harder, then.”

      “If you try any harder, the last thing I’ll be is relaxed.”

      She bit her lower lip, then slowly released it and sighed. “We’d better be going, hmm?”

      Going where? Oh, right, to the country house. Travis tore his gaze away from Jenna.

      “Yeah, we’d better. I think we’re still a half hour away.” But if they happened to pass a hotel along the way, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to keep himself from screeching into the lot and dragging Jenna to the nearest available room.

      An image of making love to her on a cheap bedspread in a sleazy motel room flashed in his mind, and he banished it. How had he gone so quickly from respectable businessman to crazed guy who got in bar fights and fantasized about frenzied motel sex?

      He looked back at Jenna, and he knew in an instant.

      Dear Reader,

      I’ve always admired women who aren’t afraid to take risks to get what they want. With this book, I’ve had the pleasure of writing about just such a woman. Jenna Calvert is a journalist who isn’t afraid of much—except the stalker trying to stop her from writing the story of her career. I only wish I were half as bold as Jenna.

      I can relate more easily to the hero, Travis Roth, who finds his perfectly planned life shaken up by wild, unpredictable Jenna. When these two come together, they illustrate why opposites can make the very best lovers.

      I hope you love reading Travis and Jenna’s wild journey as much as I loved writing it. You can drop me a note to let me know what you think of the story at [email protected] or visit my Web site, www.jamiesobrato.com, to find out more about my upcoming books.

      Sincerely,

      Jamie Sobrato

      Books by Jamie Sobrato

      HARLEQUIN TEMPTATION

      911—SOME LIKE IT SIZZLING

      HARLEQUIN BLAZE

      84—PLEASURE FOR PLEASURE

      116—WHAT A GIRL WANTS

      133—SOME KIND OF SEXY

      Too Wild

      Jamie Sobrato

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

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      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

       Epilogue

      1

      WHAT JENNA CALVERT NEEDED was a large, tattooed man with a look of death in his eyes. Perhaps someone with a prison record and an intimate knowledge of firearms. Some guy named Spike or Duff.

      But even Bodyguards for Less was out of her price range. Jenna listened a second time to the phone recording that described the business’s services. No way could she swing the eighty dollars per hour the burly voice on the recording stated was the base price without additional services—and what additional services could a bodyguard provide, anyway?

      She hung up and exhaled a ragged breath.

      Without a bodyguard, the only protection she had was Guard-Dog-In-A-Box. For twenty-nine dollars and ninety-nine cents, she’d purchased as much peace of mind as she could afford—a sorry amount indeed. Thirty bucks had bought her a motion-sensing device that simulated the sounds of killer dogs barking at any unsuspecting intruders.

      Unfortunately, it also barked at neighbors passing in the hallway, at pizza delivery men and at Mrs. Lupinski’s many elderly lovers traipsing in and out of the building at all hours of the day and night.

      Jenna hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a week, and everyone else in the building was getting tired of her canned guard dogs, too. Even Mrs. Lupinski, who was normally otherwise engaged, had yelled obscenities out her door at Jenna last night when she had heard her in the stairwell.

      Guard-Dog-In-A-Box had looked so promising there on the shelf at the store, but now that she’d lived with her faux protection for a week, she saw just how desperate she’d become to even buy it.

      She was cooked meat.

      She never should have started researching the underbelly of the beauty-pageant industry. Ever since she’d begun the research a month ago, her life had been turned upside down by someone who didn’t want her writing the story. Jenna had racked her brain trying to figure out who among the people she’d interviewed or spoken with might wish her harm, but no one jumped out as a likely culprit. She hadn’t even uncovered any information that seemed worthy of death threats. But the voice-altered phone calls and the threatening mail had included comments like “back off the story” and “you’re risking your life if you write it.”

      Jenna surveyed her apartment, wishing now that she had a roommate, or at least a parakeet. Someone to comfort