by Sandra Marton
This was gearing up to be the kind of Sandra Marton bickerfest with a stubborn pain in the ass heroine who's always almost getting herself killed. Add in jungle natives and I am so done.
When Slade runs in to Brionny, both are struck by ghosts from their pasts that had never been put to rest. Finding herself alone in the jungle with Slade, Brionny fights both him and the way she feels for him. A very nice story.
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