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An Heir Made in Hawaii
Goodreads / Amazon / Barnes & Noble / iBooks / Kobo -- EXCERPT: She missed home, missed the crispness of fall sliding into winter as snow danced down from the Alps and dusted the town and the adjoining lake. Lake Bled was becoming better known as a travel destination, although it had held on to its small-town European charm. But Hawaii had rekindled a wanderlust she hadn’t felt in years. She hadn’t even known she’d needed to get away from Slovenia until she had stepped out of Kauai’s airport into tropical heat that had slid across her skin like a lover’s caress. Palm trees had provided shade, mountains covered in velvety green instead of snow had stood proudly against a turquoise sky and, perhaps her favorite part of all, were the chickens that had run about with carefree glee. Determined to relax before she walked back up for the conference’s opening session, she lay back on her towel. Slowly, she focused on relaxing her body, tension seeping out of her muscles as the sun gently wiped away her worries and lulled her into a dreamlike state. Schedules and overdue bills and marketing plans slipped away. For once her mind was completely, blissfully clear of everything except where she was. The word drifted through her mind again—heaven—and she let out a sigh of contentment. “Be a shame to burn that beautiful skin.” She froze as the deep, gravelly voice rolled over her, each of the words pronounced with emphasis and tinted with his rasping accent. The rigidity returned, invading her body and tensing her limbs into tightly coiled springs as her pulse kicked up a notch. Because he’s annoying as hell, she reassured herself. A shadow fell over her, blocking the sun. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and blinked. “I was wrong.” Nicholas loomed over her, white smile flashing against tan skin that said he had recently been traveling, or more likely partying, abroad. “About what?” “I’m not in heaven. I’m in hell.”
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