Caribbean Crush (Under The Caribbean Sun 3) by Jenna Bayley-Burke
If you can’t stand the heat, stay away from old flames.
Under the Caribbean Sun, Book 3
The second Antonnis Prinsen sees his old flame, he knows she’s the lifeline to keep him from drowning in his brother’s matrimonial mayhem. It’s been years since they’ve talked, but surely by now she understands that a clean break was best. Instead of making a smooth re-introduction into her life, he finds his path blocked by a giant iguana. And Kristin looking at him as if he’s lower than the reptile.
Kristin Taylor spent her youth tangled up in Antonnis, but then he cut ties and disappeared. Now she leads a full and orderly life—until she finds herself walking down the aisle beside him. Thank goodness, it’s only to see his brother and her friend tie the knot.
Except Antonnis seems intent on picking up where they left off, and she has to admit she still has a weakness for him. Especially when he tempts her with an irresistible offer—one hot night, and this time she gets the chance to leave him cold.
Warning: Beware of signature cocktails and old flames rekindled. Either one will weaken your resolve—and your knees—before you know what’s hit you.
Antonnis released Kristin’s arms but didn’t move away. He brought his hands to her face, tracing one hand along her jaw and sliding the other into the silken waves of her hair. Heat rushed through him like a dam breaking, overrunning everything that protected him from feeling too much.
The urge to act on every old desire rose thick and hard between them. An unexpected sensation twisted deep in his soul, reminding him how out of his element he’d felt that last summer. Things between them had been so urgent, so intense. Too intense.
But he wasn’t a twenty-four-year-old kid anymore. He was a man who didn’t want to be the cause of anyone’s pain, disappointment. He wanted to be that happy memory to her that she was to him. Something to build on rather than run from.
“Kristin,” he whispered, bringing his mouth to hers.
“Don’t,” she responded but didn’t move away. She froze in a silent challenge. She’d always been a challenge, had always inspired him to be better.
“Let me make it up to you.” He spoke against her lips, wanting nothing in life more than to kiss her, taste her and please her.
“You can’t. It’s too late for that. Let it go and leave me be.”
“I can’t.” He’d rather die a painful, slow death than let her think he’d used her. Without their summers together, he never would have made it through university, never would have achieved the success he now had. She’d made him feel worthy of it, had channeled his adolescent rebellions in helpful directions. “I want you to look at me that way you used to.”
“I used to think you were something you’re not.”
“In love with me.” She closed her eyes, a single tear trailing down her left cheek.
He pressed a kiss there, tasting the salt of her pain. “I was.”
“Love doesn’t run, Tonnis.”
Q: Romance readers have a lot of choices these days. What makes Caribbean Crush (Under The Caribbean Sun 3) stand out in the crowd?
A: I write what I want to read, and I could really use a fun and flirty escape from the everyday, especially to a Caribbean island where hot guys never seem to wear a shirt.
Q: We like to include our favorite quote in our reviews of the books we read. What is your favorite quote from Caribbean Crush (Under The Caribbean Sun 3)?
A: My favorite quote from Caribbean Crush (Under The Caribbean Sun 3) is:
“I grew up, and you didn’t. You’re going to go back to Holland the same guy who ran scared from something real. Only this time I’m going to have an easier time moving on because I know it has nothing to do with me not being enough and everything to do with you not being ready.”
About Jenna Bayley-Burke
By day, Jenna is faster than a speeding kindergartener, stronger than a stubborn husband, able to leap tall Lego structures in a single bound…but by night, while the family sleeps she writes romance novels where no one ever has to scoop up after the dog, change diapers, clip coupons, drive carpool, do laundry, mop floors, get silly putty out of hair, vacuum, empty the vacuum bag (gross!), exercise, count calories, apply bandaids, clean up puke…wait where was this going? Oh, Jenna writes romance because it is glamorous. Just ask the dogs.
The Author Wants To Know:
My favorite mental vacation destination is always the Caribbean, hence the Under the Caribbean Sun series. Where do your thoughts drift when you need a break? Hawaii? Mexico? Snowed in a cozy cabin?