Jodi

Will Yarnel

Australian ex-military

Works as a private investigator to find missing persons and trafficking victims

Based in Brazil

Current assignment: Taking trafficking victim Tiffany Morrow home to Denver CO

Can’t help a growing attraction to Dani Harper, despite her engagement ring

Sneak peek

Rod yawned again and pushed back from the table. "Sorry guys, but I'm done. I'm heading back to the hotel."

All the men jumped out to assess the situation, shining their headlamps at the ruined tire. “That’s a goner,” pronounced Will.

“It sure is,” Rod agreed.

Logan sighed. “Get the spare. I’ll get the jack.”

Will got to his feet, but before he could help her up, Logan put out a hand. She took it and slowly stood. He moved her forward, his hand on her elbow, but her wobbly gait had him throwing an arm around her, making her stand still for a moment. She closed her eyes and leaned into him, and he felt guilty for rushing her. Guilty for other sensations that fluttered through him as well. He tried to remember all the unflattering things he’d read about the Diamond Diva, but it would take a bucket of ice water to douse his body’s reaction to her. “Maybe you should lie down.

The next safehouse turned out to be more rustic than the first, and it was obvious the jungle had tried to reclaim it. Rita took one look at all the spiderwebs, and ran back out. She was not spending the night with big ass rainforest spiders. While they cleaned the place out, they put her to work knocking down webs in what looked like some kind of outdoor shower stall. A very long stick got the job done, and she only screamed twice.

Leonardo Montoya took a step into Mars’ idea of a luxury suite and snorted. The Quinn behind him offered him a handkerchief, and he waved it away. “I don’t have something up my nose, Quinn.” He took a few more steps and turned. “I have a sudden case of claustrophobia. Is this truly the largest suite you’ve got. I mean, dignitaries from all corners of Earth have traveled here. Surely you have better.” His boat was bigger than this.

It's been a pretty good year for reading when I can recommend more than 10 books! (Yeah, I know, I'm pickier than most.) I would give all of those that made my list this year 4 or 5 stars. Without further adieu, here they are in no particular order.

 Felicity had been home for an hour, sitting on the edge of her bed, but she was still in shock from the crazy things that Jack had told her. About lightning and vaccinations and how he had dreams of jumping to the future to find Nellie when she had gone missing. His claims were fantastical and utterly ridiculous. And Felicity believed him completely.

“Jack, if you’ve changed your mind in the last decade, I’ll understand.” She gave him a teasing smile. “But you’re stuck with me until the next storm.” Jack blinked, realizing he was giving off wrong signals. “No, Jewel, I haven’t changed my mind. It’s just that... well... I don’t know how to begin. I feel sort of at a disadvantage; you know all about me, but I know almost nothing about you.”

The sound of water splashing in the bathroom on the other side of the wall had him sitting upright, listening. He rose slowly and gently padded down the hall to the bathroom door. It was standing slightly ajar, and as he approached, he could see two feet crossed at the ankles, resting on the edge of the tub. Feminine feet.

 “Are you sure you want to do that?” 

Jeremiah Fischer looked at the chess board and saw immediately that his queen was in danger. “Ah, I see. Well, I concede the next move to you.”