(ebook) Brown Sandra - Temperatures Rising

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Temperatures Rising LOVESWEPT Sandra Brown -- Temperatures Rising NEW YORK, LONDON, TORONTO, SYDNEY, AUCKLAND All of the characters In this book are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental LOvESWEPT~ Published simultaneously In hardcover by Doubleday and in paperback by Bantam which are divisions of Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing Group, Inc,, 666 Fifth Avenue, New York, New York 10103 LOVEsWEpt, DOUBLEDAY and the portrayal of the wave device are registered trademarks of Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing Group, Inc. Temperatures rising by Sandra Brown. 1st hardcover ed. ISBN 0-385-26294-9 Title. PS3552.R718T46 1989 8l3'.5~cI9 88-31450 Copyright 0<1989 by Sandra Brown All Rights Reserved Printed in the United States of America First Hardcover Edition July 1989 OG Temperatures Rising Sloe-eyed. Sleek hair. Slender figure. Scout Ritland mentally summed up his first impressions of the woman he spotted across the ballroom. She was a stunner, a definite standout. Between the two of them milled a crowd of blacktie-clad celebrants getting drunk on self-congratulations and a tropical fruit punch that made even the stuffiest imbiber feel loose enough to skip naked through the Pacific surf. Scout wasn't quite that far gone, but he was experiencing a pleasant buzz. It was as loud as the calls of the night birds in the jungle surrounding the landscaped grounds of the Coral Reef, the spectacular resort that was enjoying its official grand opening tonight. The potent punch had a tendency to thaw inhibitions, suppress morals, and vanquish previously held ideals pertaining to sexual equality. Eyes glazed by intemperance and uncharacteristic chauvinism, Scout stared at the woman in the clinging white dress. Without a smidgen of remorse he was assessing her only as a sex object. Parrish Island had that effect on people. The place, no more than a dot in a chain of dots on a map of the South Pacific, was intoxicating. Fragrant flowers, banyan trees, and coconut palms abounded; Yankee pomposity did not. Only a few hours earlier Scout had finally succumbed to the island's allure. For the first time since his arrival months before, he had looked beyond the shell-pink-marble walls of the hotel. Up till now it had consumed so much of his time, energy, and thought, he hadn't had an opportunity to enjoy the unspoiled island and its friendly inhabitants.
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One inhabitant in particular, the woman in white. Damn, she was gorgeous. Aloof. Even a trifle haughty. She had noticed his stare and had returned it with a cool appraisal of her own. Then, as though nothing about him could possibly interest her, she had studiously ignored him ever since. Scout was intrigued.
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