Ms. Walker is one hades of an author. She one minute she might have you 2nd guessing if the character is going to make it out of this current situation alive, then she will have you rolling in laughter … or at least she did in this novel. I am hoping to find the rest of this series as entertaining as I did this book. Plus not only are you dealing with the two main characters, but she adds in a few others that have their own stories beginning.
We have a US Navy SEAL Team, 6 men, that retired. After they lost one of their team members, they decide to honor his death by LIVING. They become the Deep Six Salvage, treasure hunters looking for a sunken Spanish galleon that went down around 500 yrs. ago.
This story is about Bran. A man who swore to his mother that he would NEVER fall in love, because all it brought was pain & misery. Plus he fully believes that he is just as evil & cruel as this father … pity, no one thought to try and correct that until now.
Bran has not problem with “hooking up” but relationships are never going to be in the picture.
Maddy is an oil heiress. She met Bran a few months back when someone tried to kidnap her off her father yacht. Since then, they have been emailing each other & talking … but pretty much haven’t seen each other since the kiss Bran gave her on that yacht (after saving her).
Maddy decides to bring 3 girls on a camping trip to Dry Tortugas, as a surprise for them winning the scholarships offered by her father’s company. Maddy is hoping that Bran will show up, because she will be a simple short boat trip away.
Sadly, for Maddy & those with her, the individuals who tried kidnapping her the 1st time are back. This time with a team of mercenaries to handle the job.
One of my Favorite Parts (31% into the kindle version, I laughed so hard my husband had to use my inhaler on to so I could BREATHE), and it is a DIRECT QUOTE from the book:
”I can make twenty feet no problem,” she asserted. “So let’s do this thing already. This moat is starting to give me the heebie-jeebies. Did y’all know when they used the fort as a prison in the eighteen hundreds, someone kept a ten-foot shark in here?”
He opened his mouth to assure her there were no sharks in the moat now. But before he could say anything, she blinked and made a face. A weird gurgling sounded at the back of her throat.
”What?” he demanded, all his protective instincts jumping to the fore. His M4 was strapped to his back, but his muscles bunched, ready to swing it over his head.
”Something just touched my foot,” she whispered, and a line from that old English rock band sprang to mind: a whiter shade of pale.
That definitely described what had happened to her complexion, even in the semidarkness. Before Bran could tell her it was probably nothing – a fish or an eel or even a piece of seaweed – she was splashing toward him like a lunatic, her eyes wide, mouth contorted in a grimace.
”There it was again!” she croaked, climbing on top of him, her bare feet finding footholds on his knees and hip bones, her hands clawing at his shoulders and head until he was shoved under water.
Now usually, he would welcome a woman’s legs going over his shoulders and her breasts smashing his nose. But not while he was treading water. For a couple of seconds, they sank into the dark void before he had the wherewithal to kick and stroke toward the surface. He came up sputtering and sucking in oxygen that was heavy with the berry-sweet scent of her lotion and the subtler aroma of luscious, warm female.
Sorry, but you know I cannot tell you the rest … it would spoil what happened.
I have to hand it to Ms. Walker for creating a story that keeps pulling you in. Making you want to know what is going on with the main characters, and those surrounding them.