One of my favorite Lori Foster books of all-time. Ray Vereker is just such a friggin' bad mama-jamama. She
thrives on the fight; is completely in her element opening up a can of whoop ass. Eli is drawn to her immediately. He knows she hides behind her tough exterior and refuses to let her do the same with him. The sparks flying between them will singe your fingers!
When the mission is over, Eli makes it clear things aren't over between them. He's the absolute best kind of alpha male. Love him! Funny thing, though, neither realize just how much their taking with them when they leave the jungle...On a side note:
I've always hoped Ms. Foster would give us Matt's story. Ray's little brother has some of the best lines in the whole book. It may be a pipe dream at this point, but a girl can always hope. :-)