Today we have Jax Taylor from Dani Jace’s new release, Sand and Sin.
Hi Denyse. Great to be here.
Tell readers your occupation? Navy SEAL.
How did you meet your love interest and what’s here name? Peri. I walked into her bar and she read my number right away. I had to play handyman until she couldn’t resist me any longer. **laughs**
Oh come on, you guys like it when women play hard to get. Guess you’re right. **smiles**
What intrigues you most about her? She’s the wittiest woman I know. But then she’s had to learn while running a bar catering to SEALs.
How do you stay fit? Running through foreign countries toting an M4 rifle.
If you could change one thing in your life, what would it be? To have had more time with my father.
Sound like you still miss him. **nods** What would you say is your most comfortable article of clothing? The thigh strap holding my pistol. **winks**
Ha ha! What’s one thing Peri can do to totally turn you on? Run her fingers through her hair. She’s got amazing hair.
What’s something you’ve done that could have landed you in prison? **laughs** I’d have to write you a list.
I’ll bet! What worries you the most? That I won’t be there for Peri when she needs me.
What’s a sexually fantasy that Peri would never agree to? She trusts me so probably nothing, if I asked nicely. **winks**
What’s the hottest thing Peri has ever said to you? Hmm…oh I know. “So, I’m thinking we should seal this deal, Chief.”
Awesome! Well that’s it, Jax. Thanks for coming. It was a blast, Denyse. Thanks for having me.
The heart has a mission of its own…
Wounded in more ways than one, Navy SEAL Jax Taylor only understands short-term commitments. And when he walks into the Trident Bar in Virginia Beach, beautiful bartender Peri Halstead sizes him up right away. But that doesn’t stop her from teasing him with her sultry sarcasm, or taking him home—after she finds him passed out cold in the parking lot…
Soon enough, Jax is recovering at Peri’s in return for doing some handyman work, and the sexy sparks are flying—in almost every room in the house. Peri tells herself she deserves some fun, especially now that she’s a single mom with a cheating ex to deal with. But when it’s time for her and Jax to go their separate ways, the miles between them—and the danger that’s about to touch both their lives—has them wondering if Jax can learn to love more than the mission…
After catching a ride with another SEAL leaving base, Jax Taylor made it to a car rental before closing. The GPS directed him to the Trident, located in a small shopping strip a few miles north of Oceana Naval Base. The sign bore the SEAL special ops standard of an eagle on an anchor with a trident in one claw and a pistol in the other. SEALs had nicknamed their insignia the Budweiser because of its resemblance to the famous beer’s logo.
He climbed from the compact. Stiff from the bullet wound and transatlantic trip, he limped a few steps but righted his gait before opening the heavy oak door. In his bar experiences, such an entrance usually led to a man cave.
Inside, darkness enveloped him, matching his mood. Pain meds and exhaustion made him irritable. He was still pissed about not being allowed to rejoin his team, and doubly so because TJ had a training op circumventing their party. So much for buddy reunions.
Behind the bar, a tall, lean beauty glanced up from the beer taps. The gnawing ache in his leg disappeared under scrutiny of wide, sea green eyes. Long, wavy hair surrounded her shoulders like a lion’s mane. His fingers itched to tangle in the strands. Other more intimate visions flitted through his mind.
Months without a woman made him a sick bastard. Probably in stark contrast to the public’s standard perception of a SEAL, but they didn’t know or understand a Special Operator’s life. What they did for love of country and their brothers in arms. For him, the best antidote after a gruesome mission was down-and-gritty sex.
Before he readjusted his sour expression, she stepped in front of him. Her lovely gaze branded him with I got your number, sailor.
Dani Jace lives in coastal Virginia and enjoys writing headstrong, flip-flop casual heroines and everyday heroes who work with their hands―and other body parts. Claiming the Outer Banks of North Carolina as her second home, she includes the scenic and legendary chain of barrier islands as a setting for many of her tales.
When not working on her next novel, she’s dipping her toes in the ocean, reading or checking out the newest action flick. Husband, son and many imaginary characters make life complete.