Single Mum Seeking...: A Daddy for Her Sons / Marriage for Her Baby / Single Mom Seeks...
A family…A Daddy for Her Sons by Raye MorganWhen bona fide playboy Connor McNair watched his best friend marry Jill Darling, he never expected a second chance with the girl who got away. But now she’s a single mother and he’s back, but it’s just business. Until Jill’s sweet smile has Connor thinking about fatherhood and forever…Marriage for Her Baby by Raye MorganSpontaneity may be in her blood but walking down the aisle to wed a stranger is the riskiest thing Sara Darling’s ever done. But to adopt her infant niece, she’ll first need to say “I do” to ex-soldier Jake Martin. She thought she could resist his rugged charm, but before long Sara needs their ready-made family as much as he does…Single Mum Seeks… by Teresa HillAfter her divorce, Lily wanted nothing to do with men ever again. But when devastatingly handsome neighbour Nick needed help, he turned to her. The idea was simple: pretend they were a couple to keep others at bay. But as they grew closer, Lily found herself wishing for more than pretend…
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Single Mum Seeking…
A Daddy For Her Sons
Raye Morgan
Marriage For Her Baby
Raye Morgan
Single Mum Seeks…
Teresa Hill
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Raye Morgan
Babies for the bachelor!
When bona fide playboy Connor McNair watched his best friend marry Jill Darling, he never expected a second chance with the girl who got away. Now she’s a single mother, and he’s back to persuade her to give up her pastry company. It’s just business…until Jill’s sweet smile makes him question his loyalties and his feelings about a picket-fence lifestyle.
Falling for Jill’s adorable twin babies—and her kisses, which are even more delicious than her cakes—has Connor thinking about fatherhood and forever. But that’s against all the rules….
RAYE MORGAN has been a nursery school teacher, a travel agent, a clerk and a business editor, but her best job ever has been writing romances—and fostering romance in her own family at the same time. Current score: two boys married, two more to go. Raye has published more than seventy romance novels and claims to have many more waiting in the wings. She lives in Southern California, with her husband and whichever son happens to be staying at home at the moment.
This is dedicated to Lauri, for everything wonderful that comes out of her oven!
A NIGHTMARE. That was what this had to be. She must be dreaming. But what had she expected from a blind date?
Jill Darling was no shy innocent, but her face was blazing. She could feel it. The man was trying to... Ugh, it was just too creepy to even try to name what he was doing. She couldn’t really be sure unless she took a look under the table. And that would cause a scene. She couldn’t do that. She knew people in this restaurant.
But...was that really his foot sliding up and down her leg?
He was leaning close, talking on and on, his breath hot on her neck. Okay, maybe that was all in the game. But what the heck was that foot doing?
She tried to move away, but she was trapped, huddled right up against the edge of the planter that sat right beside their table, tickling her nose with its palm fronds. They were eating in the restaurant of the nicest hotel in this part of town. It had Irish linen tablecloths, real sterling silverware and a small combo playing for dancers on a tiny dance floor to the side.
She took a long drink from her water glass, then looked over at him. She tried to smile, but she knew it was wobbly and pretty darn unconvincing if he should happen to actually notice it.
Karl Attkins was his name. Her friend’s brother. He was good looking enough, but somehow cold, as though she could have been anyone with an “available female” label stamped on her forehead. Should she ask him about the foot? And maybe warn him not to lose sight of his shoe. It wouldn’t be easy to replace that here in this crowded restaurant.
Oh, Lord, he was using his toes now. She was going to have to say something. If she didn’t, her nice steak dinner just might come back up. And all that wine she drank, trying to keep busy. This just wasn’t cool. She took a deep breath and tried to think of a way to say it without being insulting.
But then he gave her the out she needed.
“Would you like to dance?” he asked, cocking an eyebrow as though he knew she must consider him quite debonair.
Dance. No, not at all. But she steeled herself to the effort. Dancing ought to give him a reason to put his shoe back on, and if so, it would all be worth it.
“Sure,” she said breathlessly. “Why not?”
Well, the fact that they were playing a tango at that very moment might have been a reason to sit this one out. But it hardly mattered. At least the man was shod once more. She tried to keep the electric smile painted on her face as he led her to the proper position. And then she glanced at her watch and wondered how much longer she was going to have to endure this torture. She had to put in a good chunk of time or the friends who’d got her into this wouldn’t believe she’d really tried.
Oh, Mary Ellen, she groaned silently as Karl pushed her to and fro dramatically across the dancing floor, leaving her to lunge about like a puppet with its strings cut. I love you dearly, but this is just too high a price to pay for your friendship.
“But, Jill,” all her friends had counseled solemnly, “you’ve got to do it. You’ve got to get back into the swim of things. It’s been over a year since Brad...well, since you’ve been alone.” The timing had helped make her receptive. Changes were making her feel vulnerable. Her sister was probably moving away, and her younger half-sister had recently died. Loneliness was looming large in her life. “Time is streaking by,” another friend lectured. “Don’t let it leave you behind. Don’t be a coward. Get out there and fight!”
