For The Sake Of His Heir
A paper marriage to the billionaire boss!A marriage of convenience is decidedly inconvenient for Brianne Hanson when the groom is her sexy boss! Resisting Gabe and his baby was already tough, but now they’re sharing a bed!
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When a marriage of convenience is the only answerâ¦things get inconvenient
Gabe McNeill is done being manipulated. By everyone from his ex-wife who abandoned him and their baby to the grandfather forcing him to remarry. Now the only way Gabe can ensure his sonâs inheritance is if Brianne Hanson agrees to be his bride. Theyâve always kept things strictly business and this is no differentâ¦until she falls into his bed and all bets are off!
Four-time RITA® Award nominee JOANNE ROCK has penned over seventy stories for Mills & Boon. An optimist by nature and a perpetual seeker of silver linings, Joanne finds romance fits her life outlook perfectlyâlove is worth fighting for. A former Golden Heart® Award recipient, she has won numerous awards for her stories. Learn more about Joanneâs imaginative Muse by visiting her website, www.joannerock.com, or following @joannerock6 on Twitter.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07616-6
FOR THE SAKE OF HIS HEIR
© 2018 Joanne Rock
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Contents
Brianne Hansonâs crush on her boss had died a swift and brutal death when heâd walked down the aisle with another woman. And she hadnât even dreamed of resurrecting it after his extremely unhappy divorce. She would never want to be that rebound fling a man lived to regret.
But every now and then, the old spark came back to burn her. Like today.
Sheâd just taken a break from her work in the gardens of Gabeâs resort, the Birdsong Hotel, in Martinique. As a landscape designer, Brianne had worked on dozens of island properties before Gabe convinced her to take on the Birdsong as a full-time gig a year ago. It was a job she loved since she had carte blanche to design whatever she wanted on Gabeâs considerable budget. He was committed to the project and shared her basic aesthetic vision, so they got along just fine. All business, boundaries in place.
Today, however, was different. Sheâd stopped by his workshop in a converted shed to ask him about his plans for upgrading the entrance to one of the bungalows. The resort grounds were a never-ending labor of love for Gabe, a talented woodworker who spent his free time handcrafting ceiling panels and restoring custom cabinets.
And damn if she wasnât caught by the pull of that old crush as she stood on the threshold of the workshop. The dust extractor hummed in the background, cleaning the air of particles kicked up by the table saw heâd just been using. Gabe was currently laboring over a curved piece of wood clamped down to another table, running a hand planer over the surface. This segment of woodâa molding destined for a curved archway in the lobby, she knewâwas at least five feet long. Gabe shaved the length of it with the shallow blade, drawing the scraper toward him again and again while wood bits went flying.
