She should feel guilty; the part she’d played in returning the counterfeit La Pasion could have sent them to jail for many years. Instead she reveled in the knowledge El Jaguar and the people of La Selva Negra now lived in the peace and harmony they’d been without for so many years. Her grandfather’s peace of mind was restored knowing La Pasion would be safe forever in the temple pyramid.
They’d recovered from their ordeal with a few days rest at the rebel camp. Zane sent word through Eduardo to Mac Tudor that they’d completed the mission. They knew much of their adventure would never be reported; despite the strange cases SIA worked on every day, some things Zane and Keira couldn’t share. It remained too amazing, to personal.
In less than a week they’d be married again, in the United States surrounded by friends and family.
“Do you think they’ll ever find Haan and his men?” she asked after they paid their admission and wandered through the maze of hallways to the cubicle.
“No. I think El Jaguar was true to his word. Haan will never be seen again.”
They found the small space with the plaque that said, La Pasion, 12th century carving from Puerto Azul. Nestled in the cubicle and under secured glass, La Pasion sat under the gentle glow of an overhead light. She knew the real La Pasion remained in the temple, the glow from its continuous energy illuminating the Selva Negra Temple.
Zane slipped his arm around her shoulders. In a soft voice that no one else could hear him but Keira, he sang the words of the song he’d serenaded her with in Puerto Azul.
As the words flowed over her, tears came to her eyes. He stopped singing but she could hear the melody in her head and heart. Slipping into his arms she kissed him with all the love building inside. Over the last two weeks they confessed so many things, their nights filled with glorious lovemaking beyond anything they could have imagined. One of the side effects of making love in the temple proved to be a tremendously high sex drive. It could strike any time.
Anywhere.
When he stopped kissing her, a smile tipped his carnal mouth. “Do you feel what I feel?”
“Love?” she asked, teasing him.
“Definitely that. But there’s something else.”
She liked playing this game with him. “Oh, that something else.”
“Yeah,” he said his voice rough with desire.
His eyes twinkled with an unholy fire that also came from mating in the temple. She knew the glow danced in her eyes, too. She took his hand and led him toward a more secluded area, a place only she knew about and where they wouldn’t be disturbed.
About the author:
Suspenseful, erotic, edgy, thrilling, romantic, adventurous. All these words are used to describe award-winning, best-selling novelist Denise A. Agnew’s novels. Romantic Times Magazine called her romantic suspense novels DANGEROUS INTENTIONS and TREACHEROUS WISHES “top-notch romantic suspense.” With paranormal, time travel, romantic comedy, contemporary, historical, erotica, and romantic suspense novels under her belt, she proves her gift for writing about a diverse range of subjects. (Writing tales that scare the reader is her ultimate thrill.)
Denise’s inspiration for her novels comes from innumerable sources, but the fact she has lived in Colorado, Hawaii, and the United Kingdom has given her a lifetime of ideas. Her experiences with archaeology have crept into her work, as well as numerous travels throughout England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. Denise currently lives in Arizona with her real life hero, her husband.
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Also by Denise A. Agnew:
The Dare
Deep is the Night: Dark Fire
Deep is the Night: Haunted Souls
Deep is the Night: Night Watch
Over the Line
Winter Warriors anthology
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