His By Sunrise: A Military Erotic Romance (Sexy Siesta Series Book 1) by Talina Perkins Page A
Authors: Talina Perkins
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Esmeralda doesn’t believe in opening her heart to love. Left alone to raise her sister and carry on the family business, Esmeralda is faced with losing everything if she doesn’t find an investor, and soon. When opportunity knocks, she answers, unwittingly opening negotiations with a wanted drug lord. A night of drinks and celebrating quickly turns deadly, forcing her to accept more than she bargained for.
Can Gabriel rescue Esmeralda from the clutches of evil and convince her a US Marine is just right for her in only one night?
Pick up the second Sexy Siesta, Tequila Sunset, for Kindle!
Read the first chapter from the Tequila Sunset, Sexy Siesta 2
Chapter One
Lieutenant Gabriel Daniels was going to kill his best friend and end up in a Mexican jail before the night was through.
He turned the offensive shot glass around several more times, looking for the best angle to drink along with all the other guests in the room. Didn’t seem to matter. Every way he tried, he either got a mouthful of ear or ass.
Didn’t really surprise him though. Compared to the jokes Lucas pulled on them back on base, this was tame. This just proved there was nothing sacred when it came to a man’s funny bone.
Giving up, Gabriel pushed the burro-shaped shot glass to the side and turned toward the room full of wedding guests. Taller than most, he scanned the heavily decorated room with no problem. Tables covered with bold reds, golds, and royal blues took over the majority of the space with a glimpse of cream silk here or there.
Warm air flowed through the makeshift reception hall, the heavy smell of salty sea air a balm to his overworked mind. Coming off a year without leave took a toll on a man no matter how badass the Marine was. Truth be told, he didn’t see much use in time off when there was nothing keeping him tied down. His CO saw it differently. Something about burnout…
So here he was, eight hundred miles south of the border, drinking tequila out of an ass, or trying to anyway. There was some irony there, but it would take looking deeper than he liked to find it.
Warm wooden floors eased up to wide-open partitions with whole sections removed to allow a better view of the Pacific and its long sandy beaches. From what he gathered, the place served the residents of Cabos as a quaint beachside restaurant. A few hours and a little feminine touch from one particular Vega family member had transformed the old town’s local dive into a festive place fit for a good Mexican shindig notorious for lasting long past any sensible hour and bordering insane.
Multicolored decorations hung from the palapa -style ceiling and swayed in the lazy breeze. Her touch lingered in every lovingly-placed detail. From the red roses offset by the white roses to the silk ribbons and candles. The woman had a flare for colors and textures that amazed him. And that’s who he looked for now, Esmeralda Vega.
He scanned the room again but couldn’t pinpoint a firm location on her now that the official ceremony was over. Everyone had been in a hurry to usher out the newly married couple and move on to the festivities of the evening. He included. Tropical weather and tuxedoes didn’t mesh in his world, any world if you asked him, and the faster he ditched the suffocating monkey suit and into his civies the better.
Still no sign…
He’d first caught a glimpse of her in passing as he handed over his keys to the valet back at the church. The sexy little temptress casually waltzed right past him with only an air kiss and a wink as a hello. Given how they last said hello, with a bottle of her favorite tequila in her hotel room after her cousin’s birthday party over six months ago, he’d expected a little more. And she knew it.
It was a testament to his years in the service that kept him focused during the ceremony as she stood across from him as maid of honor and he the best man, her attention zeroed in on him. Or parts of him. Her gaze
Can Gabriel rescue Esmeralda from the clutches of evil and convince her a US Marine is just right for her in only one night?
Pick up the second Sexy Siesta, Tequila Sunset, for Kindle!
Read the first chapter from the Tequila Sunset, Sexy Siesta 2
Chapter One
Lieutenant Gabriel Daniels was going to kill his best friend and end up in a Mexican jail before the night was through.
He turned the offensive shot glass around several more times, looking for the best angle to drink along with all the other guests in the room. Didn’t seem to matter. Every way he tried, he either got a mouthful of ear or ass.
Didn’t really surprise him though. Compared to the jokes Lucas pulled on them back on base, this was tame. This just proved there was nothing sacred when it came to a man’s funny bone.
Giving up, Gabriel pushed the burro-shaped shot glass to the side and turned toward the room full of wedding guests. Taller than most, he scanned the heavily decorated room with no problem. Tables covered with bold reds, golds, and royal blues took over the majority of the space with a glimpse of cream silk here or there.
Warm air flowed through the makeshift reception hall, the heavy smell of salty sea air a balm to his overworked mind. Coming off a year without leave took a toll on a man no matter how badass the Marine was. Truth be told, he didn’t see much use in time off when there was nothing keeping him tied down. His CO saw it differently. Something about burnout…
So here he was, eight hundred miles south of the border, drinking tequila out of an ass, or trying to anyway. There was some irony there, but it would take looking deeper than he liked to find it.
Warm wooden floors eased up to wide-open partitions with whole sections removed to allow a better view of the Pacific and its long sandy beaches. From what he gathered, the place served the residents of Cabos as a quaint beachside restaurant. A few hours and a little feminine touch from one particular Vega family member had transformed the old town’s local dive into a festive place fit for a good Mexican shindig notorious for lasting long past any sensible hour and bordering insane.
Multicolored decorations hung from the palapa -style ceiling and swayed in the lazy breeze. Her touch lingered in every lovingly-placed detail. From the red roses offset by the white roses to the silk ribbons and candles. The woman had a flare for colors and textures that amazed him. And that’s who he looked for now, Esmeralda Vega.
He scanned the room again but couldn’t pinpoint a firm location on her now that the official ceremony was over. Everyone had been in a hurry to usher out the newly married couple and move on to the festivities of the evening. He included. Tropical weather and tuxedoes didn’t mesh in his world, any world if you asked him, and the faster he ditched the suffocating monkey suit and into his civies the better.
Still no sign…
He’d first caught a glimpse of her in passing as he handed over his keys to the valet back at the church. The sexy little temptress casually waltzed right past him with only an air kiss and a wink as a hello. Given how they last said hello, with a bottle of her favorite tequila in her hotel room after her cousin’s birthday party over six months ago, he’d expected a little more. And she knew it.
It was a testament to his years in the service that kept him focused during the ceremony as she stood across from him as maid of honor and he the best man, her attention zeroed in on him. Or parts of him. Her gaze
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