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Jennie blushed. She did that a lot. Travis liked it.
He moved closer, flattening his palms against the cab of the truck so that his arms encased her. He looked into her eyes. Looked at her lips. Gave her a second to figure out what was coming.
Ohmygod, she thought. Oh—my—God!
He lifted her off the ground, one arm around her waist. Her face was on a level with his; he kissed her slowly, caught her lip between his teeth and sucked on her flesh, and—and—
He kissed the place where her neck and shoulder joined.
It was magic.
Her eyes closed; the world went away.
And when he asked her to go home with him she gave him the only logical answer—because, after all, she was nothing if not logical.
She said, “Yes.”
THE WILDE BROTHERS
Wilde by name, unashamedly wild by nature!
They work hard, but you can be damned sure they play even harder! For as long as any of them could remember, they’ve always loved the same things:
Danger … and beautiful women.
They gladly took up the call to serve their country, but duty, honour and pride are words that mask the scars of a true warrior.
Now, one by one, the brothers return to their family ranch in Texas.
Can their hearts be tamed in the place they once called home?
Meet the deliciously sexy Wilde Brothers in this sizzling and utterly unmissable new family dynasty by much-loved author Sandra Marton!
In August you met
THE DANGEROUS JACOB WILDE
In December were you able to resist
THE RUTHLESS CALEB WILDE?
This month meet
THE MERCILESS TRAVIS WILDE
About the Author
SANDRA MARTON wrote her first novel while she was still in primary school. Her doting parents told her she’d be a writer some day, and Sandra believed them. In secondary school and college she wrote dark poetry nobody but her boyfriend understood—though, looking back, she suspects he was just being kind. As a wife and mother she wrote murky short stories in what little spare time she could manage, but not even her boyfriend-turned-husband could pretend to understand those. Sandra tried her hand at other things, among them teaching and serving on the Board of Education in her home town, but the dream of becoming a writer was always in her heart.
At last Sandra realised she wanted to write books about what all women hope to find: love with that one special man, love that’s rich with fire and passion, love that lasts for ever. She wrote a novel, her very first, and sold it to Mills & Boon® Modern™ Romance. Since then she’s written more than sixty books, all of them featuring sexy, gorgeous, larger-than-life heroes. A four-time RITA® award finalist, she’s also received five RT Book Reviews magazine awards, and has been honoured with RT’s Career Achievement Award for Series Romance. Sandra lives with her very own sexy, gorgeous, larger-than-life hero in a sun-filled house on a quiet country lane in the north-eastern United States.
Recent titles by the same author:
THE RUTHLESS CALEB WILDE(The Wilde Brothers)
THE DANGEROUS JACOB WILDE(The Wilde Brothers)
SHEIKH WITHOUT A HEART
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The Merciless Travis Wilde
Sandra Marton
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CHAPTER ONE
FOR AS LONG as Travis Wilde could remember, Friday nights had belonged to his brothers and him.
They’d started setting those evenings aside way back in high school. Nobody had made a formal announcement. Nobody had said, “Hey, how about we make Friday evenings ours?”
It had just happened, was all, and over the ensuing years, it had become an unspoken tradition.
The Wildes got together on Fridays, no matter what.
Always.
Okay.
Maybe not always.
One of them might be away on business, Caleb on one coast or the other, dealing with a client in some complicated case of corporate law; Jacob in South America or Spain, buying horses for his own ranch or for El Sueño, the family spread; Travis meeting with investors anywhere from Dallas to Singapore.
And there’d been times one or more of the Wildes had been ass-deep in some bug-infested foreign hellhole, trying to stay alive in whatever war needed the best combat helicopter pilot, secret agency spook, or jet jockey the U.S. of A. could provide.
There’d even been times a woman got in the way.
Travis lifted a bottle of beer to his lips.
That didn’t happen often.
Women were wonderful and mysterious creatures, but brothers were, well, they were brothers. You shared the same blood, the same memories.
That made for something special.
The bottom line was that barring the end of the world and the appearance of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, if it was Friday night, if the Wildes were within reasonable distance of each other, they’d find a bar where the brews were cold, the steaks rare, the music an upbeat blend of Willie Nelson and Bruce Springsteen, and they’d settle in for a couple of hours of relaxation.
This place didn’t quite meet that description.
It wasn’t where the Wildes had planned on going tonight but then, as it had turned out, Travis was the only Wilde who’d been up for getting together at all.
The original plan had been to meet at a bar they knew and liked, maybe half a dozen blocks from his office, a quiet place with deep booths, good music on the speakers, half a dozen varieties of locally-brewed beer on tap and by the bottle, and steaks the size of Texas sizzling on an open grill.
That plan had changed, and Travis had ended up in here by accident.
Once he knew he would be on his