The Perfect Stranger by Alison Kent

The jungle is the only place wild enough for a hotshot helicopter pilot and a renegade rich girl with one hell of an agenda…

Bachelor parties are fun, until someone slips you a Mickey and you wake to discover you’re the groom. Then there’s the wife you’ve never met who’s expecting, and if you don’t go along to her village to meet the in-laws, the nice military police commander will be muy unhappy.

J. Jackson Briggs’s Smithson Group gig wasn’t supposed to be dangerous, but the woman who drugs him, then knocks him out, then drugs him again certainly is. She also may or may not be a nun. She’s definitely a lying, scheming, lethally gorgeous… American. Jack’s not buying the story Jillian Endicott gives him about her noble cause in the sweltering wilds of San Torisco, but he knows one thing: he’ll get the truth—and plenty more—from her, one way or another…

Being an Endicott of the Boston Endicotts taught Jillian plenty about the haves vs. the have-nots—and made it easy to choose sides. But there’s nothing easy about her mission in San Torisco, and things only get harder when Jack Briggs is thrown into the mix. Six-foot-three of big Texas mouth and big… other things… Jack’s pegged her as a bored little rich girl.

He can think what he wants, as long as he does what she wants. Jack pushes her buttons from the get-go—and the closer he gets to pushing her over the edge, the more she wants him to…
Now under the velvet cover of jungle nights, two rebels with a cause are going deep—and falling hard—for the perfect stranger.