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In the competition, the person to beat is two-time winner Derek Wright, a man Lily dubs Mr. Wrong. Extremely sexy and devilishly charming, Derek is the consummate playboy. Or is he? Although Lily can’t deny her intense attraction, she believes he is dangerous to her scarred heart. Little does she know that Derek is an elite antiterrorism agent–or how desperately she’ll need to depend on his skills to keep her alive once the race is under way.
From the Hardcover edition.
“A sexy, fast-paced read with wonderfully developed characters and a plot to ‘die’ for.”
–SHARON SALA, author of Out of the Dark, on In Too Deep
“A thrilling, mysterious, sexy read.”
–STELLA CAMERON, author of Kiss Them Goodbye, on Hide and Seek
“A sexy, snappy roller-coaster ride!”
–SUSAN ANDERSEN, author of Shadow Dance, on Kiss and Tell
From the Hardcover edition.
Exhausted but triumphant, Dr. Lily Munroe tried to ignore the itchy, someone-was-watching-her sensation on the back of her neck, a creepy feeling she'd had off and on for several hours. She patted the cow's russet-colored rump. "You have a beautiful bouncing baby boy. Good job, Peaches."
"Peaches?" a familiar husky voice said behind her. "She's not a pet, Doc."
The straw at her feet rustled as Lily whirled around, hand to her throat. "Damn it! You scared me to death!"
Tall, dark and annoying.
With one shoulder resting against the planked wall, he looked as though he'd been there awhile. His physical presence was like a hard punch to Lily's chest, and her stomach did its usual betraying flip-flop at the sight of six foot four inches of pure, potent male. His lean, handsome face was ruddy with the cold, his glossy dark hair mussed sexily by the wind she heard howling outside.
Beneath her fingertips she felt the hard pounding of her heart, and hoped to hell Derek couldn't hear it. And if he could that he'd attribute it to the fright he'd just given her. The adrenaline rush made her feel light-headed. She ruthlessly tamped down her body's visceral reaction to the sight of him as she started cleaning up her instruments and other birthing paraphernalia from around the stall.
"Sorry," he said, voice silky. "Didn't mean to spook you." He didn't look the least bit sorry, and she shot him a dark look. His lips twitched. "You're hell on a man's ego, Doc."
"There's nothing wrong with your ego. It's healthy as a horse," Lily told him. The breathless, heart-stopping feeling would fade if she took deep breaths and got a grip. "Maybe you should wear a bell around your neck when you skulk. Or whistle. Or stomp or something." She bent to pick up the obstetrical handles and chains she'd used earlier and sealed them in a bag to sterilize later.
"I wasn't skulking. I was waiting for you to finish what you were doing so I didn't distract you."
Oh, he distracted her, all right, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing it. Had it been the subconscious awareness of Derek watching her that she'd felt for the last few hours? She couldn't imagine him staying quiet for that long. She met his eyes. Zing went the strings of her heart. She wished her heart and brain would get into sync.
"I'll have you know I have a reputation for being very light on my feet," he told her, suave as always. His dark blue eyes twinkled beneath midnight brows.
"Have to be to sneak out of all those bedrooms, huh?"
He shook his head and smiled. A smile, Lily noticed, that didn't quite reach his eyes. "No sneaking. No bedrooms. I dance like Fred Astaire," he told her immodestly.
He probably did. For such a big man he did move with surprising grace. "Good for you. Could you dance back a bit? You're spooking Peaches and the baby."
They both looked at the cow and calf. Neither had noticed the two humans invading their space. Derek gave her a slow, assessing look. "Feeling crowded, Doc?" One corner of his mouth lifted and Lily told herself to ignore his sex appeal.
He always made her want to fidget. With her hair. Her clothes. Her personality. Everything about Derek was attractive. Exciting. Larger than life. Being around him made her feel like a small brown bird. He was Technicolor. She was sepia.
Nothing wrong with sepia, she told herself firmly, annoyed that she felt this way when she was around him, and not quite sure how to fix it.
"I always feel crowded around you," she told him honestly, tossing a spare pair of surgical gloves back into her bag. She resisted his charm with the same determination she'd used for years. It wasn't easy. She felt his pull. Her tide to his moon. Which was fanciful nonsense. Her hormones misbehaved because he was a hottie. Chemistry. Nothing more.
"Why is that, I wonder?" he asked softly. His voice always reminded Lily of dark chocolate. It was smooth, rich and had a slight huskiness to it that abraded her nerve endings like a cat's tongue.
She straightened and gave him a firm look. "Give it a rest, would you? I'm not up to your sparring weight tonight. I'm exhausted, hungry and absolutely filthy. If you want to flirt with someone, go inside and make a call."
"Poor baby." She bent to pick up her jacket, then gave it a good shake and hung it over the rail. "All your lady friends turned into pumpkins?"
"Might as well have," he groused.
Lily shook her head. "You're incorrigible." And charming, and funny and unhealthily appealing.
"What's the baby's name?" Derek asked, white teeth flashing. He always teased her about naming the animals. He seemed to enjoy teasing her, period. He also seemed to know exactly how far he could push her, and then he'd cleverly back off. Devious man. "Pit?"
He smiled, and not being made of stone, Lily smiled back. "Only you would name a potential prize-winning bull after a movie star."
He got it. Of course he did. Lily bit back a sigh as her smile faded. Unlike her husband, Derek had a wicked sense of humor, and an agile and clever mind behind that handsome face. All of which made resisting him damn difficult. "It's a talent," she told him modestly, turning back to her task of tidying up. "What can I say?"
Tucking her T-shirt hem back into her jeans as she straightened up, Lily wondered if resisting him would become easier over the years, or if it would always be such hard work.
Still, he was a pleasure to look at. No matter what the circumstances, he appeared darkly elegant and cultured. And tonight was no exception. As always he was appropriately dressed for tromping in the barn on a cold winter's night. Jeans, boots, and a thick, cream-colored wool turtleneck under a bulky shearling jacket. Appropriately dressed, but somehow looking as though he'd stepped out of the glossy pages of a men's magazine.
Conscious of her gunk-covered jeans, shit-covered boots and sweaty face, Lily forced her hands not to fiddle with her God-only-knew-what-was-in-it hair. "How long were you standing there, anyway?"
"Couple of minutes. Need a hand?"
"I'm good, thanks." What she was, was sweaty, filthy and worried. They needed to talk, and talk soon. But a woman needed to be at her sharpest to match wits with Derek. And Lily wasn't nearly up to locking horns with her partner tonight. On either a personal or business level.
Besides, she needed to have all her facts together before confronting him, and damn it, she wanted to pick the time and the place. He made her jumpier than anyone she'd ever known, including her late, unlamented husband, and she was sure he did it on purpose.
His tone changed as he said softly, "You're skittish tonight."
The man was way too observant. Her instincts around him had always been primitive; Lily felt the need to raise the drawbridge, man the battle stations and drag out the big guns. "I'm not skittish," she lied. "Just tired. Peaches and I have been at this for sixteen hours."
He gave her an assessing look that made her blood feel as effervescent as champagne as it zipped through her veins. "You look good tired."
She snorted and shook her head. He really was incorrigible. "Sure. And wearing Eau de Bovine is downright tantalizing, too."
"On you, yeah."
She huffed out an amused breath and crossed her arms, then, realizing her body language practically shouted that he made her nervous, uncrossed them and stuffed her hands into the deep pockets of her rubber apron. He didn't need to know he made her feel a little like a rabbit squaring off against a cobra: scared, but fascinated nevertheless. She cocked her head as she looked at him. "You're wearing an earring."
A small sapphire glinted in his left earlobe. It made him look like a chic pirate. The dark hair brushing his collar did nothing to soften his face. His eyes were a dark, almost navy blue, and thickly screened by black lashes. His mouth was frankly sensual and he had a playbill of smiles for every occasion. This one was both mocking and enigmatic and, annoyingly as hell, sent a fresh shiver down her spine. "Like it?"
She shrugged; what she'd like was to nibble it right off his ear. Absolutely disgusted with herself, Lily scowled. For pity's sake, just how tired was she? "Not many ranchers I know wear gemstones," she mocked. "Not the guys anyway."
His chuckle, low, throaty and filled with implications that had nothing to do with the conversation, made Lily's mouth go dry. "Are you casting aspersions on my masculinity?"
Not just no, Lily thought, but hell no. Derek Wright was all man. He had a magnetic personality, and men and women alike were drawn to him. The earring would make him even more attractive. Women made fools of themselves over him already. He was wickedly attractive, wealthy and charming. And he burned with a smoldering sensuality that had females turning to mush at the mere sight of him.
All it took was a certain look, a suggested arch of his eyebrow and a crook of his finger, and susceptible women with no sense, no self-restraint and no willpower fell at his feet like puppies waiting for their bellies to be rubbed.
Like Sean, Derek was a high-maintenance guy.
No thanks. Been there, done that.
The trick was to keep him at arm's length at all cost. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I live here," he told her mildly.
The original ranch house where Derek lived was a hundred feet away. The ostentatious house Sean had had built for their marriage was five miles away. The ranch house had charm and character. Her house had expensive things. She'd switch any day.
"Here, in the barn, at midnight," Lily said patiently.
"Sounds like a song." He smiled charmingly when she arched a brow. "Okay, okay. To see you."
Lily yanked on the tap and waited for the water to get warm before scrubbing her clean hands ... cleaner. She glanced at him over her shoulder. "I thought you were in New York seeing that new Neil Simon play with what's her name." Derek liked, actually enjoyed opera, the theater and even ballet. He also liked sports and country music. Mostly, though, he liked women. He was a dangerous man.
"Christine. I was. We did. Flew back an hour ago."
How many men flew to New York for the night just to catch a play? A man with way too many sides to his personality. And a different lady friend for every activity, too. Which is why Lily tried her damnedest to keep some distance between them. Usually she succeeded. Clearly, Derek wasn't going away, so stalling the much-needed conversation wasn't going to help her any.
She was in no shape to be doing this now, she warned herself. But if not now-when? Might as well get the small bone of contention out on the table and over with. The other, major one could wait until she'd armed herself with facts and figures.
"I had an illuminating conversation with Angie Blaylock yesterday," Lily said casually as she looked around for something to dry her hands on. Angie was an ex of Derek's and the personal assistant to the town attorney, Barry Campbell.
"Sweetheart, if you want to hear about my love life, come to me directly." The words were spoken as much with his eyes as his voice. His smile was lazy and more than a little arrogant as he finished smoothly, "I'd be happy to te-"
A woman could drown in those somnolent blue eyes- She blew out an exasperated breath. "Don't be an ass." It made her insane the way he flirted with her. As if he needed the practice. "Angie told me you deeded half the Flying F to Sean three years ago when he was diagnosed as terminal. Is that true?" Lily's skin felt hot and tight with equal parts embarrassment and annoyance. Damn you, Sean. How could you?
Derek tossed her a towel. "So much for client confidentiality."
His flippancy made her hackles rise. "Damn it." She dried her hands and watched as the calf, after several unsuccessful tries, wobbled to his feet and started rooting for nutrition.
She straightened, meeting his gaze again unflinchingly. God, she didn't do confrontation well. Unfortunately it was one of Derek's stock-in-trades. "For once be serious. Is it true?"
"What if it is?"
Lily counted to ten, then eleven, then gave it up. "The only way you could have given Sean half was if you had the whole to start with. I thought you were equal partners." She shoved her hair out of her face. She needed to cut her bangs.
What a hell of a mess Sean had left her. One more lie, she thought. Stacked onto the mountains of lies her husband had spent his life building. And millions of dollars changing hands like playing cards was just one portion of the current mess that still had to be addressed.
"I own half. You own half. What's the big deal?"
"Sean told me- No, never mind."
"Sean told you what?"
He might have been a liar and a cheat, but Sean had been passionate about his family's ranch. "He was embarrassed that he had to bring you in to help with the financial aspect of buying the ranch."
"That works for me. Let's leave it at that."
"But it's not true." She knew it wasn't. Down to her bones, she knew Sean had lied. If the truth would have helped, he'd still have fabricated some wild story that made him either the hero or the victim.
"What do you want me to say, Lily? That I bought the ranch six years ago and let Sean claim ownership?" Derek shrugged broad shoulders. "Made no damn difference to me, and it made him happy. What was the harm? Half the Flying F is yours. That was always the plan."
Whose plan? Sean's? Lily would like to believe her husband had been that far-seeing, but it was pretty damn hard to swallow. Hence the name the Flying F. A finger to his dead father, who'd let the ranch go to hell in a handbasket rather than leave it to his only child. She shot a look at Derek. "Then why-"
"Jesus, Lily." His eyes flashed and his mouth went tight. "Who cares, for God's sake? No one. Let it go. What difference does it make in the grand scheme of things how it came about? None. Sean and I both wanted you to own half the spread. It's a done deal. Live with it."
Fighting back waves of fatigue, Lily stiffened, and gave him a glare equivalent to pitchforking him to the wall. "You might be used to giving orders that everyone jumps to obey, but news flash, Ace: I'm not one of your employees. I don't jump when you say jump."
"Don't I know it," he said ruefully. He gave her a studied look. "Then fight me for the other half, and boot my ass out."
"That does have a perverse appeal," Lily told him. "Thank you, but no thank you." She leaned her butt against the sink and stuffed her fingers in her front pockets as she watched him prowl around the stall.
Peaches mooed as he walked around her to pick up a couple of small wood figurines sitting on a post. "These are incredible." His long fingers caressed the detail in her three-inch-high carving of Diablo.
She shrugged, ridiculously pleased, and acutely aware of the way his thumb moved in almost a caress over the wooden bull as he turned the carving in his hand. It was so like him to home in on the one thing she was most proud of and neatly change the subject.
"Just something to while away the time while I'm hanging around waiting for my patient to do her job. About the ranch ..." Few people knew about her hobby, and she liked it that way. Woodcarving was personal and hers alone. It seemed strangely intimate to have Derek Wright of all people touching-fondling-her work.
"Don't make any hasty decisions; live with it a while and see how it goes." He held the carving up to the light and twisted it this way and that. "My God, the detail is amazing. Look at the expression on his face. This guy is pissed and ready to charge." He looked over at her. The lights reflected in her eyes, making them glitter. "You could sell these, Lily, you'd make a fortune."
"It's just a hobby, and I already have a fortune," she reminded him dryly. Despite Sean's failings, he'd left her a very wealthy woman, which was why she'd been taken by surprise at the news that he hadn't had even part ownership of the ranch. "So the ranch was the secret Sean was keeping, huh?"
Derek's eyes narrowed. "The-what?"
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Posted December 9, 2008
Montana Veterinarian Lily Monroe thought when she married Sean that her husband was a nice guy. That changes from the moment they honeymoon as he turns out to be a shady character committing atrocities. When Sean became ill, Lily nursed him until he died. Rancher Derek Wright fell in love with Lily before she married, but stepped aside because he thought that she would be better off with Sean. He plans to marry her after they complete the Iditarod. Lily thinks the wealthy Derek is womanizing when he goes on frequent trips. She does not know is that he is not a skirt chaser since he met Lily and he works undercover for the federal Terrorist Force Logistical Assault Command.---- The Alaskan climate is not the only thing attacking the two as someone tries to kill Lily. Derek believes that he is the cause of her woes as a deadly terrorist has been reported in Alaska. Unbeknownst to him Lily may be in danger because of what she knows involving a fake breeding of a bull. What Derek does know is that he will risk his life willingly to keep his beloved Lily safe.---- ON THIN ICE is an enjoyable romantic suspense that uses the Iditarod as a backdrop, but the vividly descriptive race does not supersede the intrigue and the romance. The lead couple is a delightful pairing as Derek will move Mount McKinley if it means that Lily is his partner forever, but he also needs to overcome her concept of him. The attempts on her life add suspense, but the race serves as the center of a fine second chance to find love that eluded them the first time around.---- Harriet Klausner
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Posted May 5, 2013
Ah, Derek Wright. Only a true Cherry Adair fan can understand how a character can be so real to you that they will argue with other fans on about who he “belongs” to. When you read On Thin Ice you can see why Derek is one of these characters and why Lily Munroe is his perfect match. As they compete in the famous Iditarod race, Derek and Lily are soon fighting something more dangerous than the frozen Alaska wild. You definitely won’t want to miss this great read!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted March 22, 2013
Posted April 18, 2012
Who would've thought somewhere so cold could be so hot?! I instantly loved Lily and her dogs, Derek too! What a cool tale about the iditarod, the research that Cherry does in each and every one of her books simply amazes me!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted April 16, 2012
This story might take place in ice cold Alaska, but it is scorching HOT! In true Cherry Adair fashion it's full of action and hot romance with sexy TFLAC agent Derek Wright and veterinarian Dr. Lily Munroe in the middle of the wilds of Alaska's annual Iditarod race. Trying to uncover who is running the sale of illegal bull sperm on their ranch sends an assassin after Lily with Derek as her only protection and of course there's some terrorist that plant a bomb and they are the only two around to diffuse the bomb! I loved this book and it was hard to put it down.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted March 3, 2012
Wow...On Thin Ice was a book that I will be reading again and again.. I loved Derek and Lily and how she fights the attraction between the two and how Derek is always there for her. I love the winter weather so the scenery of the Iditarod was perfect for me. Cold and snow and hot sex...a perfect winter read!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 28, 2011
Posted November 30, 2011
Lots of suspense & plenty of intense romance makes this story so easy to read (and read rather quickly for sure). The story is set with the famous Iditarod race as the backdrop and you'll feel like you're right there with the main characters, Darek & Lily. Loved the way the author wrapped up this final story with the Wright brothers, but will miss them and their sister, Marnie. My hope is we'll get to read more about them in future T-Flac books. I would have to say this was, so far, my favorite T-Flac book and I really did enjoy all of them.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted April 9, 2010
By the time I read this book, I'd been reading this author's work for a few days. The thing that struck me the most was how similar the characters seemed to be after the first reading. When I went back a second time to read more slowly/carefully, I found the the differences were subtle enough to not be obvious to me the first time and that disturbed me a little bit. Even now, I feel that they were, perhaps, just a little too much the alike.
In many ways, I felt as though this book was fluff, which, when I bought and read it, was just what I wanted. I'm not sure if it was the story (as I examine my thoughts about the book, I'm not sure I can explain what was so fluffy about the book) or if it was just that my head felt a little fluffy after the pace at which I was reading the story.
Posted September 6, 2005
This book was so full of adventure and romance. This is the first book that I have read of Cherry Adair's and I am so going to go read the rest. The Wright clan are an awesome bunch of men. Wish they had a single one for me. I could use some Wright romance. Y'all have to read this book. It is worth it and I love it. Derek and Lily are amazing people. Enjoy your reading.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 26, 2005
I am a avid reader,could not put the book down.(also burned the supper)I read her for the first time,I loved on thin ice,When I was done with her book, I order all her books,can't waite for her next. Keep them coming girl.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 5, 2005
This my my fouth and last book of the Wright Brothers and again Ms. Adair did not disappoint. This book was action-packed and evenly filled with romance. I loved it. It probably was the best of the the Wright brothers books although I still have a soft spot for Hide and Seek and Out of Sight. Ms. Adair's books are not only action and romance but has humor and the characters seem so real. They are memorable - you think about them even after you have finished reading. I really enjoyed this book and all the others. Try them.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 11, 2004
The only love Dr Lily Munroe wanted was that of her patients, mute animals. Derek Wright, co owner of her ranch and constant thorn in her side, has a very different idea. He's wanted Lily since he first laid eyes on her and she ran the other way to another man and diseaster of a marriage. The upcoming Iditarod will give him the chance to change her mind. Needing her skills as a vet gives him an excuse to stay close as the power of nature makes the race perilous and an unseen enemy compounds the danger. Derek's secret life is forced into the open when he and Lily become targets as someone tries to kill them accidentally on purpose. Just when Lily begins to fall in love against her will, the safest thing Derek can do is keep her away from himself. **** The thrills of challenging nature combined with a battle against human evil makes for a thrilling novel, even without the added pleasure of a tense romance. Every level of that tension is kept at a high level, whether it is espionage, the race or sensuality, from beginning to end. ****Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 6, 2004
As usual, Ms. Adair writes a story that begs to be read in ONE sitting!Great characters non-stop suspense and a tender romance makes it a book you will want to keep.Bring on a rainy day and have at a few hours of page turning excitement filled with terrific visuals and sexy heros. A+++++Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 6, 2004
On Thin Ice is an exhilarating story from beginning to end. Dr. Lily Monroe is trying to put her disastrous marriage to her late husband behind her. She is concentrating on her Vet practice and training for the Iditarod. Lily is also working on curbing her feelings for sexy rancher Derek Wright. Derek Wright sat back and watched Lily marry his friend Sean. Now that Sean is gone, Derek is hoping Lily will see that they belong together. Derek is also racing in the Iditarod and is planning on using the race to get Lily to see him as more then a friend. The race begins and mysterious accidents start to happen to Lily. At the same time Derek is informed a terrorist is lurking in the Alaskan wilderness. The tension and terror begins to mount, as does the passion. Lily and Derek¿s story is amazing. The suspense and the relationship grips you and doesn¿t let go. I couldn¿t read On Thin Ice fast enough. It was great to see the rest of the Wright family again. Cherry Adair deliverers an astounding story.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 11, 2004
I have read all of the other books in this series (Kiss and Tell, Hide and Seek, In Too Deep, and Out Of Sight) All excellent. The series (if you haven't read it) deals with a family, 4 brothers and a sister, and how they find their lifemates. I feel Ms Adair did an excellent job of potraying both human emotion in the face of danger, as well as true love between two people.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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