Daddyhood
A NEWFOUND FAMILY…Suddenly, divorced dad Gabe Lawrence was more than a part-time father…. He and his adorable girls were now a full-time family! Seeking advice on raising his six-year-old twins, he turned to Dr. Sabrina Moore–noted expert on kids.Gabe thought the good doctor's theories were a little off. So to bring her research back to reality, he invited Sabrina to observe his fledgling family and get to know his daughters.But Sabrina was more than Gabe ever expected–her eyes, her smile and the funny thing she did to his heart…where had that come from? He would bet his newfound daddyhood that her research shouldn't include distracting him with her kisses…or making him fall in love with her! Should it?
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“Who are you, Sabrina Moore?”
“Maybe you shouldn’t want to know.”
Gabe was sure that was true. He shouldn’t try to open Pandora’s box. He might never get Sabrina put back inside, where she couldn’t wreak havoc with his senses, stir his hormones—make him want what he shouldn’t have.
When her voice came, it was low. And soft. And very, very sexy.
“I’m not really a puzzle, you know. What you see is what I am.”
“And what is that?”
“I’m a student of research. I like things clear and concise.”
He leaned forward, searching her eyes. “What about Sabrina, the woman? What does she like?”
Dear Reader,
Love is always in the air at Silhouette Romance. But this month, it might take a while for the characters of May’s stunning lineup to figure that out! Here’s what some of them have to say:
“I’ve just found out the birth mother of my son is back in town. What’s a protective single dad to do?”—FABULOUS FATHER Jared O’Neal in Anne Peters’s My Baby, Your Son
“What was I thinking, inviting a perfect—albeit beautiful—stranger to stay at my house?”—member of THE SINGLE DADDY CLUB, Reece Newton, from Beauty and the Bachelor Dad by Donna Clayton
“I’ve got one last chance to keep my ranch but it means agreeing to marry a man I hardly know!”—Rose Murdock from The Rancher’s Bride by Stella Bagwell, part of her TWINS ON THE DOORSTEP miniseries
“Would you believe my little white lie of a fiancé just showed up—and he’s better than I ever imagined!” —Ellen Rhoades, one of our SURPRISE BRIDES in Myrna Mackenzie’s The Secret Groom
“I will not allow my search for a bride to be waylaid by that attractive, but totally unsuitable, redhead again!”—sexy rancher Rafe McMasters in Cowboy Seeks Perfect Wife by Linda Lewis
“We know Sabrina would be the perfect mom for us—we just have to convince Dad to marry her!”—the precocious twins from Gayle Kaye’s Daddyhood
Happy Reading!
Melissa Senate
Senior Editor
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To my brother, my friend, Gary Sondergard— thanks for sharing my childhood. And to my own little charmers, Diane and Cathy, who inspired this book. Love and hugs.
GAYLE KAYE
had a varied and interesting career as an R.N. before finally hanging up her stethoscope to write romances. She indulges this passion in Kansas City, Missouri, where she lives with her husband and one very spoiled poodle. Her first romance in 1987 reached the finals of the Romance Writers of America Golden Heart contest
When she’s not writing, she loves to travel or just curl up with a good book.
“Is not.”
“Is too.”
“Is not”
“Dad…!”
The twins were fighting again. Gabe Lawrence took the cake he was baking for their sixth birthday out of the oven. It was to be a three-tiered job, with lots of fluffy icing between the layers.
But as he flopped the round layer pans onto the kitchen countertop, he sighed at the sinkholes in the center of each. He probably should have bought a cake. But he was determined to be a hands-on dad.
Was this penance for the years he hadn’t been?
He took off the oven mitts, tossing them beside the sorry cake layers, and went to settle his daughters’ dispute.
“Dad, she’s got my Barbie and won’t give it back,” Hannah said the moment he stepped into the playroom, the one that used to be his home office.
“It’s my Barbie. Nana gave it to me—just me!” Heather retaliated, at which time each girl grabbed a leg and pulled, snapping the poor doll’s legs like a wishbone.
That really set up a howl.
“Okay, princesses, stop your crying and I’ll see if I can…perform doll surgery. Okay?”
That brought a snuffle and a sob and wide-eyed hopefulness from each girl.
“Then she can’t play with it anymore. Isn’t that right, Dad?” Hannah said.
“No one will be playing with Barbie,” he informed them. “She’ll need about six weeks to convalesce.”
Maybe in that time he would have decided which twin had ownership.
“What’s con…con…v’lesce?” Heather asked.
“It’s—Never mind, sweethearts. Just try to play. Without fighting—okay?”
Two sets of bright blue eyes peered up at him through long, fringed lashes. Small rosebud-pink mouths pursed into appealing pouts. Gabe considered his look-alikes’ small cherubic faces, full of sweet innocence, but he suspected it was only a matter of time before there’d be a new squabble between them.
He confiscated the Barbie parts and frowned, wondering if he’d made a mistake turning down his sister’s offer to come and help with the twins. But he knew he hadn’t. The girls were his—and he loved them. He’d get the hang of this fathering thing.
Somehow.
He ruffled their blond curls and tweaked their pert upturned noses, which made them both giggle. In minutes they were playing again—quietly, this time. Gabe made his way out of the room and into the den, sinking into his favorite overstuffed chair.
