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Category: Romance/Humor
Description: Tropical beauty Becca Harms is searching for stability in her life. Yacht delivery captain Mark (Lucky) Lucken is footloose and fancy-free. Trapped together in a small boat in the middle of the Pacific for three long weeks, they seemingly have nothing in common save a well-honed sense of humor and a sexual attraction too powerful to ignore. Why then is Becca considering changing her dream of a teo-story house with a tree house in the back yard to a forty-foot mast? Lucky has vowed never again to own anything he can't carry on his back. If he can survive this passage from Hawaii to Tahiti without sending her overboard to join his precious duffel, which Becca has already deep-sixed--along with his every possession--he'll walk away a happy man. Except ... she's wormed her way under his tough hide and life will seem empty without her.
eBook Publisher: Champagne Books/Chic, 2005
Champagne eBookstore Release Date: September 2005

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [183 KB], ePub (EPUB) [209 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [152 KB], Portable Document Format (PDF) [1.1 MB], Palm Doc (PDB) [171 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [230 KB], Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [206 KB], hiebook (KML) [475 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [250 KB], iSilo (PDB) [140 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [175 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [253 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [224 KB]
Words: 50972
Reading time: 145-203 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"Footloose is a steamy and fun story ... there was plenty of sizzle and loads of animal attraction."--Tracy Farnsworth, The Romance Readers Connection

"Footloose is a fun romp, full of humorous situations and taut with sexual tension. Becca's attempts to win over the prickly Lucky are endearing..."--Gina Bernal, Romantic Times

"Doesn't this work great?" he asked a few minutes later, hauling up another bucket of seawater. "We're really making progress."

She propped the brush handle against the lifelines and straightened, rubbing the small of her back with one fist, then took the bucket from him. "Except I seem to be doing all the hard labor."

"What'd you think I meant when I said scrubbing the deck was an art?" He laughed at her scowl. "I'm kidding. We can switch jobs."

"Sure, now that we're almost finished."

He leaned forward to grab the brush handle, and that quick, she threw the bucket of water on his back. He yelped, glared at her in a mock threat. "You've had it, matey."

She started backing away, then turned to run.

"No running on deck," he yelled, darting after her. He caught her in two strides, catching her wiggling body against his. Accidentally, his hand brushed her breast, and they both stilled.

He knew he should release her, laugh off the entire incident, yet some nameless demand compelled him to turn her yielding softness in his arms to face him.

Her smile died when their eyes met. Hers were wide with surprise and wariness. He almost felt sorry for her; she was such an easy target. His stance was wide, natural compensation to the motion of the boat, and her lower body fit into him as if it belonged there.

A groan escaped from deep inside him, and he lowered his hands to her buttocks, urging her against his growing response.

Her lips parted, drawing his mouth irresistibly toward them. His head lowered little by little. He knew once his lips touched hers, he'd lose control; devour every savory inch of her. Like the tide, with some women, there was no stopping until the flow reached the rip stage.

She was one of those women. He wanted to make mad passionate--