Stranded with the Jaguar by Tricia Schneider inside the pages of Midsummer Night Shifts: A Limited Edition Summer Shifter Romance Collection
Overworked and newly divorced, single mom Lara Harper needs more than a vacation - she needs a complete getaway where she can forget life's woes. Craving escape, she books an island fling to feel sexy and alive again. When her plane crashes on a desert island, she wonders if her dream has come true with the sexy pilot who saves her life. It's just the two of them, stranded in paradise... until she discovers they aren't the only inhabitants on this island.
There's a wild jaguar stalking her.
Flyboy...loner...jaguar. After a deadly attack by a shifter, Beckett has escaped to the paradise of the Caribbean islands. His solace is interrupted when Lara Harper crashes into his life. Together, they must fight to survive until rescue arrives... if it arrives. In the meantime, he must hide the secret that sent him seeking solitude in the first place.
But, of course, tonight is a full moon...
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Fall in love with shifters stalking through the moonlit heat of a summer night.
Join the hunt as these shifters slide through the shadows unseen, stalk their enemies, pursue their loves, and take down their prey.
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Excerpt from Stranded with the Jaguar...
Lara took a deep
breath, stood and walked to the plane to put some distance between her and the
man in question. She couldn’t think straight with him so close.
She couldn’t
think about anything other than that damned kiss.
“I’ll tell you
what,” Beckett said, getting her attention. “We need to relight this fire. You
want to get some more fuel for it?”
Lara nodded.
That she could do. She spent the next several minutes lost in thought as she
searched for dry wood to burn. When she returned, Beckett had finished cleaning
the fish. She helped stack the wood for the campfire as she’d seen him do, and
once it was lit, he set about cooking the fish.
In the meantime,
Lara gathered her courage to pursue her plans for this evening. If she wanted
to be a wild, tempting seductress, this was her chance. She couldn’t let it
slip through her fingers. Rescue could appear at any moment, taking away the
last chance she’d get to feel this man’s lips against hers.
Once the fish
was done cooking, they both ate by the fire, staring out at the ocean. Lara
took in the beauty of nature surrounding them. It was the perfect location for
a seduction.
When she
suggested a shot of tequila, it was more to calm her jittery nerves. Beckett
handed her the bottle. She gratefully took a few sips of the liquid, welcoming
the warmth as it slid through her veins. Then sipped some more.
Beckett was
unaware of her nervousness. He sat by the fire, enjoying the view of the sun’s
descent. She saw his jaw clench a few times, and she wondered at that. He
glanced suspiciously at the sky.
“Do you hear
something?” She asked, thinking he might have heard a plane overhead.
“What?” He
glanced at her, his brow furrowed in question.
“You keep
looking at the sky.”
“Oh, no, I… uh…
just noticed the moon.”
She’d noticed
it, too. Growing large and round, reflecting the sun’s light from so high
above. “It’s full tonight.”
“Yeah…” He said
although he didn’t sound thrilled about it. “It is…”
Okay, she
thought. Not as romantic as she’d hoped. She took another mouthful of tequila.
This wasn’t going as smoothly as she’d hoped.
After the way
he’d behaved with her earlier… with that kiss… she’d thought it would be easy
enough to toss her hair over her shoulder, bat her long eyelashes in his direction
and then call to him with the crook of her finger.
Not so much. He
wasn’t paying her as much attention as she desired, and she wasn’t sure how to
get him to look her way without making it so obvious.
Cecily’s voice
haunted her brain, insisting she should stand and start stripping her clothes
off her body. What man could say no to that?
Instead, Lara
continued to sip the tequila and dream about the many scenarios that could play
out in this situation.
“Are you tired?”
Beckett’s voice shocked her. They’d been sitting in silence for a long time.
“You look tired. Why don’t you get some sleep?”
“I’m not
sleepy.” Lara’s senses tingled with awareness. Although, that might be because
of the effects of the tequila. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted
to feel Beckett’s lips against her, kissing her, licking her in all those
secret places.
She inhaled
sharply at the thought.
“Are you sure?”
Beckett leaned closer.
“How’s your
head?” Lara asked, glancing at the scratch on Beckett’s temple. They were close
enough that she could reach out a hand to touch him. Gently, she placed her
hand on his cheek, getting a better look at the wound. “D-does it hurt?”
“It’s fine,” he
said. “I’m fine.”
“G-good.”
Now. She should
lean forward, kiss him… now.
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